Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Outside the Wuwang Mansion, the people watching the battle were stunned and their eyes widened. They couldn't believe their eyes. Shi Zhongtian, who lost an arm, could still draw the bow and shoot arrows so easily. There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd. Some clenched their fists excitedly, while others held their breath nervously. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Shi Zhongtian.

"If you dare to stop me again, I will kill you!" Shi Zhongtian held the bow in one hand and used his sleeve as his other arm to pull the bowstring. In an instant, he was radiant with light, like a shining god of war. The buzzing sound of the bowstring vibrated the void, bringing up waves of terrifying patterns; the arrow feathers shone with divine light, carrying the power of destruction, like a meteor that streaked through the night sky, heading towards the bronze furnace.

Clang! The sound of metal collision was crisp and melodious, like the sound of nature, but it also contained the power to destroy the world. Under the lingering sound, the nearest group of stone tribe members held their heads with both hands and screamed miserably, as if their souls were split apart. Under the impact of this powerful force, their bodies began to crack, and blood continued to flow out of the cracks.

"Explode!" Shi Zhongtian's roar was like thunder. The deadlock between the divine arrow and the copper furnace was broken with this shout. The divine arrow suddenly shone again, and an extremely powerful force at the tip of the arrow actually blasted directly through the copper furnace to King Wu. King Wu's pupils shrank, and his face was full of astonishment. He never expected that Shi Zhongtian's arrow would be so powerful. Under the impact of this force, he was caught off guard, and his body flew backwards in an instant, spurting out a mouthful of blood, drawing a scarlet arc in the air.

"Oh my god, the King of Wu is vomiting blood. Has the Fifteenth Master become so powerful?" "In that case, the Fifteenth Master must be the strongest person in the King of Wu's Mansion!" "He is indeed the Great Demon God. How terrifying!"... Outside the King of Wu's Mansion, a group of spectators looked at the King of Wu vomiting blood above the mansion, each with a look of astonishment and disbelief in their eyes. Their voices of discussion rose and fell, full of shock and awe.

"Master, Grandpa is so strong!" The little boy's eyes were full of stars, and his tender face was full of admiration. He tightly grasped Jiang Han's sleeve, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Jiang Han smiled and nodded without comment. His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something. Compared with the post-ancient era in the Heaven-shaking system, the cultivation system in the Perfect World is the Blood Moving Realm, the Cave Heaven Realm, the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and the Inscription Realm. These four realms roughly correspond to the Wheel Sea, the Dao Palace, the Four Poles, and the Dragon Transformation Realm in the Heaven-shaking system. And Shi Zhongtian, King Wu, and King Yu on the battlefield have all entered the Array Realm above the Inscription Realm, which is roughly equivalent to the half-step powerful masters in the Immortal Realm in the Heaven-shaking system.

"Old Fifteen actually defeated King Wu. What on earth has he been through in the past three years!" The group of old men who were on good terms with Shi Zhongtian looked at each other in surprise. They recalled the former Shi Zhongtian. Although he was powerful, he was not so terrifying. What kind of adventures and tribulations did he experience in the restricted area in the past three years to have such terrible power?

"King Wu, you have cultivated a good descendant. He has reached this realm at this age! Instead of cleaning up the family, he was injured by the opponent." King Yu glanced at Shi Zhongtian. The moment the opponent shot the arrow, his face became solemn. To be honest, his strength is roughly the same as King Wu. In other words, he alone may not be able to take down Shi Zhongtian who came back alive from the restricted area. He was secretly alert in his heart, and at the same time, he was also thinking about how to join forces with King Wu to defeat Shi Zhongtian.

"Kill!" Shi Zhongtian glanced at King Yu and bent his bow again. Runes flowed on the bow, and a large black and white arrow was placed on the bowstring. The arrow exuded a mysterious and powerful aura. His eyes were cold and firm, and he had only one thought in his mind - to avenge his grandson.

The bow was drawn, and the arrow was shot out! With one arrow, the rain curtain made an exploding sound wherever it passed, and the rain was evaporated by the runes brought by the sharp arrow. The tip of the arrow reached the Rain King. It was not like an arrow, but more like a mountain. The sound was grand, rumbling, and trembling in all directions. The whole world seemed to tremble under the power of this arrow, and the air was compressed to the extreme, forming a terrible air wave.

Looking at the sharp arrows, King Yu frowned instantly. He could feel that there was a momentum on the sharp arrows that locked onto him. If they didn't hit the target, they would never stop. In astonishment, King Yu immediately moved his hands in an orderly manner, and strange symbols appeared in his palms. A dazzling golden shield took shape in front of him. The shield was engraved with ancient Rain Clan runes, emitting a holy light.

Clang! There was another loud metallic sound, like a god beating the sky, making people's ears buzz and their heads dizzy. After only a moment of stalemate, the golden shield banged and hit the chest of King Yu. King Yu flew backwards as if struck by lightning, his chest churning with blood, and blood spurting out of his mouth. He drew an arc in the air and hit the ground heavily, leaving a huge deep pit on the ground.

"You two old guys, come at me together!" Above the mansion, Shi Zhongtian held a longbow, his whole body enveloped in a hazy glow, his indifferent eyes swept over King Wu and King Yu one after another, his words full of disdain. His figure was as straight as a pine tree, holding a bow in one arm, like an unshakable mountain.

"Horrible! King Yu is no match for Master Fifteen!" "Master Fifteen is actually going to fight King Wu and King Yu alone!" The crowd of onlookers around the mansion were shocked, staring at the one-armed figure in the air with disbelief and great respect in their eyes. They had never seen such a powerful existence, and every time Shi Zhongtian made a move, they felt the shock of power.

"Damn it!" Listening to the noisy discussions around them, both King Wu and King Yu looked extremely unhappy. In terms of age and seniority, they were both several generations older than Shi Zhongtian, but they were defeated one after another today. Moreover, judging from the current situation, they really had to work together to have a chance of defeating this junior.

"Grandfathers, attack his right armpit!" Suddenly, Shi Yi, a child of about seven or eight years old standing next to the young woman in black, spoke. His eyes were extremely deep, and strands of divine light shot out, and mysterious power flowed. His double pupils flashed with strange light, as if he could see through all the secrets of Shi Zhongtian. This sudden reminder made King Wu and King Yu happy, as if they saw a ray of light in the darkness. They looked at each other, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in their eyes, ready to seize this opportunity to launch a fatal attack on Shi Zhongtian.

The rainstorm condensed into ice crystals in the blood mist, like a sharp blade hanging over the Wuwang Mansion. Shi Yi stood at the edge of the rain curtain, his seven or eight-year-old body straight, and the divine light flowing in his pupils cut the battlefield into countless light and shadow fragments. He looked at the broken light ball looming under Shi Zhongtian's right armpit, and the corner of his mouth raised a cold arc that did not belong to a child - the dim light was flickering with Shi Zhongtian's breathing, like a candle that was about to go out.

“Yier, what did you see?” King Wu’s voice was a little anxious. The copper furnace was shaking in his palm and the shadow of the Golden Crow was looming in the rainstorm.

"There is a ball of light in his body, which is the source of his energy, but it seems to have been broken," Shi Yi's voice was as clear as a spring, but it was chilling. "Every time he drew the bow, he was very cautious when mobilizing the energy in it, as if it would break at any time." The double pupils opened and closed slightly, and the slight tremors of Shi Zhongtian's muscles when he drew the bow with one arm were all disassembled by him into the original lines between heaven and earth. King Wu and King Yu looked at each other, and tacit understanding flowed in their eyes. The rain on King Yu's fingertips suddenly condensed into blood beads, and gathered into a crystal mirror in his palm, reflecting the broken ball of light in Shi Zhongtian's body. Three years ago, in order to pursue the precious blood of the real beast, Shi Zhongtian went deep into the ancient forbidden area and fought a bloody battle with the beast comparable to the supreme for seven days and seven nights. Although he won the precious blood at the cost of a broken arm, it also left an unhealable crack in his body-that was the remnant of the real beast's innate magical power "Splitting Sky Tribulation", like an invisible knife, constantly cutting his vitality.

"Go!" King Wu shouted, and the six golden crows in the copper furnace flapped their wings at the same time, drawing six burning tracks in the air. The blood mirror in King Yu's palm shattered, turning into thousands of blood arrows, piercing the rain curtain from another direction. The two's attacks converged like thunder, aiming directly at the crack under Shi Zhongtian's right armpit.

Shi Zhongtian's pupils suddenly shrank, and as he swung his one arm, the black and white arrow on the bowstring burst into dazzling light. However, when the arrow feather left the string, he suddenly felt the ball of light in his body tremble violently - as if an invisible hand was tearing his last foundation. For three years, he relied on this incomplete ball of light to fight his way through the restricted area, but now he had to expose his most fatal weakness in front of his enemies.

"Is this the power of double pupils?" Shi Zhongtian's cold snort mixed with rain, splashing blood on the ground. He looked at Shi Yi's deep eyes and suddenly remembered the snowy night three years ago when Shi Hao was lying in the cradle, smiling at him with a pair of bright eyes. At that time, the child did not know that his supreme bone would become the "chosen one" in the tribe, and he did not know that the blade of his relatives would be sharper than the claws of the beast.

Boom! King Wu's copper furnace and King Yu's blood arrow hit Shi Zhongtian's shoulder at the same time, and the sleeve of his one-armed man instantly turned into powder, revealing a deep scar that could be seen through the bone. Shi Zhongtian retreated again and again, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground with every step. He could feel that the cracks in his body were expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading to his heart like a spider web.

"Grandfathers, the light ball has moved, attack his chest!" Shi Yi's voice rang out again, and complex runes appeared in his pupils. This time, he not only saw Shi Zhongtian's weakness, but also saw through the trajectory of the energy flow in his body - the broken light ball was moving towards his chest with his breathing, like a wounded beast looking for its last shelter.

King Wu immediately changed his tactics. The Golden Crow that flew out of the copper furnace suddenly turned into a scarlet firebird, its wings streaking through the air, leaving a charred mark on Shi Zhongtian's chest. King Yu's fist followed closely behind, carrying the unique water power of the Rain Clan, hitting the same spot like a heavy hammer. Two completely different energies exploded in Shi Zhongtian's body. He felt his internal organs boiling, his throat sweetened, and blood splattered in the rain curtain, turning into blood-red lotus flowers.

"Young man, are you scared?" The Rain King's teasing voice was filled with murderous intent, and the blood mist around him suddenly condensed into chains, wrapping around Shi Zhongtian's ankles. "Where did your previous arrogance go?" The rain turned into sharp water blades at his fingertips, slashing Shi Zhongtian's cheek, leaving a thin blood mark.

Shi Zhongtian bit a molar and the blood mixed with the broken teeth sprayed on King Yu's face. He raised his one arm again, and the runes gathered on the bowstring were not runes, but all the hatred accumulated in the past three years. "Relying on a child, ridiculous!" The arrow was aimed directly at Shi Yi, but was blocked by King Wu's copper furnace at the moment it was about to leave the string.

"Fifteen, with me here, you can't hurt Yi'er!" King Wu's voice was full of the majesty of a superior, but he couldn't hide the blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the murderous intent in Shi Zhongtian's eyes, and suddenly remembered that thirty years ago, the young man who was rampaging on the battlefield had the same look in his eyes - at that time, Shi Zhongtian was the sharpest knife of the Shi clan, and the "Great Demon God" that made the enemy tremble with fear.

However, at this moment, the knife has been sharpened.

King Yu seized the opportunity and used the runes on his palm as a cage to trap Shi Zhongtian in the center. Nine scarlet gourds in the blood mist simultaneously emitted rays of light, and runes surged like a tide, locking up Shi Zhongtian's limbs and bones. He felt his power being drained away bit by bit, like a dragon stripped of its scales, at the mercy of others.

"Grandfather, attack the abdomen!" Shi Yi's voice rang out again, with a flash of pity in his pupils. He saw the muscles in Shi Zhongtian's abdomen trembling, which was a sign of energy collapse. This once invincible one-armed demon god was now just a poor man who was crushed into dust by fate.

King Wu's fist, wrapped with the power of the copper furnace, hit Shi Zhongtian's abdomen heavily. This blow seemed to drain all his vitality. The divine bow slipped from his one-armed man and hit the ground with a dull sound. Shi Zhongtian knelt on one knee and looked up at the sky. The rainstorm fell in his pupils, as if it fell into a dry well. He remembered the blood letter left by Ziling and his wife before they left, the cry of Shi Hao when his bones were dug out, and the precious blood light that illuminated the darkness in the restricted area - now, all of these have become illusions.

"Has the situation reversed?" A cry of surprise came from the crowd, "Master Fifteen is at a disadvantage!"

The old men who were on good terms with Shi Zhongtian clenched their fists, their knuckles turning white from exerting too much force. Some wanted to rush over to help, but were held back by their companions: "The opponent is the King of Martial Arts..." Their voices were filled with helplessness, watching their former comrades struggling in a pool of blood, but they knew that their own strength was just a drop in the bucket.

"Master, is Grandpa going to lose?" The little guy clutched Jiang Han's sleeves, tears welling up in his eyes. He could feel that Shi Zhongtian's aura was weakening. It was a blood connection, like a candle in the cold night, which could go out at any time. (End of this chapter)