High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 93 There's no turning back! (36 Subscription Requested)

"The seventh one."

Chen Fan remained indifferent, muttering to himself.

There are twenty-five left.

The shouts of battle rolled in, and even from four or five hundred meters away, he could feel the ground beneath his feet trembling.

With a thought, he activated "Aim".

His eyes quickly felt warm and moist. Within a radius of 700 meters and beyond, it was a completely different world in his eyes.

Even the figures of the bandits galloping on horseback looked like slow motion in a movie, with the speed slowed down by almost half.

"Snapped!"

A loud bang.

Another arrow shot out.

The bandits at the forefront raised their shields high, trying to block the arrow.

Unfortunately, the target of this arrow was not them at all.

With a scream, someone was struck by an arrow and fell from their horse.

"brute!"

Those behind them, seeing this, gritted their teeth in hatred.

"That bastard's bow must have a draw weight of at least 200 pounds, otherwise, how could it have such a long range!"

"What are you afraid of! Once we rush over, a volley of bullets will turn him into a beehive!"

"That's too easy on this guy! I'm going to skin him alive and tear him apart!"

More than ten people were hurling insults.

In their view, as long as they put in a little more effort to get into their firing range, the other person would be doomed.

But soon, they realized something was wrong.

Because that guy was running wildly along the arc!

In this way, if they want to close the distance, they have to keep adjusting their direction, otherwise they will only run further and further away. Secondly, the shields held up by the people in front are of no use at all, and everyone is a sitting duck.

Therefore, after a second or two, the sound of a bowstring would be heard in the distance, and an arrow would come flying from the side.

In just five or six seconds, three people were hit by arrows, which pierced their chests and were clearly beyond saving.

"Damn it!"

A group of people looked up to the sky and roared, their anger pent up but with nowhere to vent it. Instead, they were exhausted and found themselves in an extremely awkward situation.

"Don't panic!"

Just then, a deep voice rang out from ahead, "This guy's stamina will soon run out at this rate, keep chasing!"

"yes!"

Everyone who heard this felt as if they had been enlightened.

Yes, whether it's running like crazy or shooting an arrow, both are extremely physically demanding, let alone doing both at the same time.

Time ticked by, and several more men fell from their horses, wounded by arrows. The Wu soldiers at the forefront were frantic with worry.

Almost ten seconds had passed, and the distance between the two sides was still more than 400 meters. If this continued, everyone except himself might be killed by his kite-flying.

Are we so many people, yet we can't do anything to the other party?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and then his face lit up with wild joy. He roared at the dozen or so people behind him, "Give it your all! That guy can't run anymore!"

Behind them, the original group of more than twenty people had dwindled to less than fifteen, and there was fear in their eyes.

Upon hearing this, he immediately perked up.

That's right, Chen Fan really couldn't run anymore. His arms were okay, but his lungs felt like they were on fire, and even taking a breath was extremely painful.

He sprinted at full speed to create distance, slowed down to fire an arrow, then accelerated to create more distance, and slowed down again to fire another arrow. At this moment, he felt he had reached his limit.

"Then let's break through!"

For an instant.

Somewhere inside the body, a sound like shackles being broken rang out.

With a loud "boom," an immense surge of heat erupted from his heart.

My body, which was originally exhausted, is now full of power in every muscle, a power I've never felt before!

At that moment, he had no time to perceive the other changes, because in just a second or two, the distance between the two sides had been reduced by fifty or sixty meters, and the bandits behind were already eagerly drawing their bows and nocking their arrows.

"call out!"

A whooshing sound rang out, and seven or eight arrows rained down upon them.

Seeing this, Chen Fan sneered. Even without the aid of his aiming skill, he didn't take the arrow shot from over 300 meters seriously.

The next second, he suddenly darted out, and in just a few breaths, he widened the distance between them by more than ten meters.

"What?" Wu Bing's sinister smile froze instantly, replaced by a look of astonishment.

How is that possible?

This guy was clearly at his limit, so how come he suddenly seems to have returned to his peak condition?

No, it seems the speed is even faster than before!

Could this guy be an Awakened One?

A tremendous fear welled up in his heart.

"what!"

Another scream rang out.

"The twenty-second one."

Chen Fan glanced at the ten people who were still frantically chasing after him, and continued circling along the arc.

"Should we... should we really continue this pursuit?"

Ahead, a man holding a shield looked at Wu Bing and asked in a trembling voice.

"Big brother, should we just retreat?"

They were truly afraid.

They watched helplessly as their comrades fell one after another, one after another, to the enemy's arrows.

If we keep chasing them like this, they'll die too, won't they?

"what!"

Another scream rang out.

"Twenty-three, that's about right."

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, aimed at an archer behind him, and shot an arrow. The archer fell to the ground.

"Twenty-four."

Then he drew back the bowstring and aimed at the next person.

There were only eight people left, and very few archers. He no longer needed to fly kites.

This scene stunned Gu Ze, who was observing the situation from a distance, as well as Wu Bing and the others who were feeling fear and planning to retreat.

Gu Ze opened his mouth wide.

What is Chen Fan doing? Weren't the previous tactics working well? Why not just continue? Why engage in a direct confrontation?

"Big brother?"

Some people couldn't believe their eyes.

Why did that person stop? Was he too tired to run anymore?

But the lesson from last time was still fresh in their minds, and they dared not believe it again.

"Rush!"

Wu Bing roared, "Run?"

It is incredibly foolish to expose your back to a sharpshooter while within the enemy's firing range.

Now that things have come to this, he has no time to think about what exactly happened.

Hesitation leads to defeat!

"Rush!"

"Rush!"

The people behind him were also infected, their blood boiling with excitement.

In just one breath, the group closed the distance to within 300 meters.

"Snapped!"

The bandit charging ahead had his shield shattered by an arrow, which pierced his chest and sent him flying.

"!"

The people nearby, witnessing this scene, were filled with rage and gritted their teeth!

"Rush!"

"Keep pushing!"

However, less than a second later, another person was shot through along with their shield and flew several meters into the air.

Then came the third arrow, the fourth arrow, and the fifth arrow.

To the bandits, Chen Fan's movements were so fast they were impossible to see, like magic; the previous arrow had barely been shot out before the next one was already on the bowstring.

Eight people, and in an instant, only three remained.

"Big, big brother..."

The two remaining archers trembled uncontrollably. Even though the distance between them was nearly 200 meters, they couldn't draw their bows!

Is that guy a devil?

What rate of fire?

"kill!"

Wu Bing ignored them, raised his battle axe high, and charged forward with all his might.

His eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. His mental energy was highly concentrated, and everything around him became quiet, as if only he and the person in front of him remained in the entire world.

There's no turning back now!

"Add some points!"

With a thought, Chen Fan unleashed a massive surge of heat, replenishing the energy that had been depleted by the five consecutive shots.

He took a heavy arrow from his quiver and stared coldly at the rapidly approaching figure.

"It's all over."

This time, Chen Fan felt a slight resistance on the bowstring, but it was only for a moment before the bow was fully drawn.

Almost at the same moment, Wu Bing's hair stood on end, as if he were being firmly locked onto by something extremely terrifying.

"Is I his target?"

As soon as the thought crossed Wu Bing's mind, an unprecedented sense of fear surged through his body like a tidal wave.

He had a feeling that disaster was about to befall him.

When he launched his attack earlier, the man had been aiming at someone else, which made him angry but also regretful.

Because many skilled archers had previously chosen him as their primary target, he blocked every single arrow they fired.

And what about that person?

They seem to know this, and have been targeting other people.

However, at this moment, he aimed the arrow at himself. Does this mean that he is confident of killing him?

"No! Impossible!"

Wu Bing screamed hysterically inside, "I will never die here! Never!"

"Snapped!"

The explosion had barely begun when the arrow was already flying right in front of them, the strong wind stinging their faces.

"Block them!"

Wu Bing roared, his arm muscles bulging and veins standing out like ferocious earthworms. Relying on his intuition, he swung his long axe down hard at a certain spot in front of him!

"when!"

A crisp collision sound rang out.

It's blocked!

Wu Bing was overjoyed, but he immediately sensed something was wrong, because he had lost all feeling in his right arm, and his long axe had slipped from his hand, shattering into pieces of iron of varying sizes that shot out in all directions.

"This arrow is strange!"

The thought had barely formed in his mind when, in the next instant, the sound of wind whistled past his ears, and a tremendous pain shot through his chest.

He strained to look down and saw that he had already flown into the air, with a bowl-sized hole pierced through his chest, and he could even see what was behind him.

The arrow had vanished without a trace.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have rushed in, rushed in..."

He lowered his head and completely lost consciousness.

"!"

The two remaining bandits watched this scene with their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.

Boss, even the boss is dead?

More than thirty people? More than thirty people! In the blink of an eye, only the two of them are left?

However, their shock did not last long. Soon, they were struck by two arrows and died on the spot.

"call……"

Chen Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His whole body was soaked in sweat; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he had taken a bath.

From the start to the end of the battle, it takes less than a minute; if anything goes wrong, there will be no hope of redemption.

Fortunately, everything went according to his plan.

First, use kite-flying tactics to eliminate the enemy's main force, using any opportunities to break through and replenishing stamina.

Once the enemy force is less than ten, use rapid fire to kill a certain number of enemies in the shortest possible time.

At this point, physical strength has reached its limit again, and it is obviously impossible to recover on its own, nor will the opponent give it that chance.

Therefore, he used his last chance to enhance his weapon, using the heavy arrow he had prepared to knock the weapon out of the bald man's hand, and then shot him dead with another arrow.

The rest were already terrified and were no longer a threat.

"By the way, Gu Ze should have been keeping an eye on this place, right?"

He turned around, faced northeast, and gave an OK sign.

In the distance, Gu Ze was still in shock.

It wasn't until she saw Chen Fan's gesture that she snapped out of her daze.

(End of this chapter)