The arrow shot through the air, leaving behind a silver line as it neared. It was so fast that one wouldn't be able to react.
"Head!" A thunderous voice rang out beside their ears, carrying with it an ancient rhythm, like the ancient voice of Huaxia.
Yi intentionally reminded Feng Lin, afraid that Feng Lin wouldn't even be able to block a single arrow and would die on the spot.
"Alright!" Feng Lin's eyes narrowed as he stared fixedly at the arrow. He was shocked by its aura and could clearly sense that the arrow was aiming right at the center of his brows. There wasn't a bit more, not a bit less, not a bit less, not a bit less.
The more ordinary the target was, the more it showed off one's skill.
Accuracy was what an arrow needed!
Such accurate archery could be said to be the art of shooting lice.
Feng Lin's figure flashed as he rapidly dodged.
However, the arrowhead buzzed like a buzzing bee, locking onto him from afar, not allowing him to escape.
This arrow could actually automatically track him!
At such a close distance, he wouldn't be able to dodge it.
Silver light flashed on Feng Lin's forehead. His spirit force gushed out like tidal waves, like an invisible hand grabbing onto the arrow.
The seemingly small arrow was like a huge bull charging over. He couldn't control it at all and could only barely deflect it.
"Chi!"
Feng Lin felt a chill on his head as the arrow brushed past his scalp.
"Eh?" Yi let out a soft gasp. This was the first time that his successful archery actually missed.
"You have some tricks up your sleeves!" His eyes flashed with battle intent as he grew serious.
In ancient times, shamans fought against the heavens, against the earth, against the gods … What they lacked the least was a will to fight without any inhibitions.
Feng Lin had only displayed his abilities for the first time and it caused Yi's battle intent to rise.
"Hands, feet, eyes!" He let out three consecutive roars and shot out three arrows in one go. They formed a triangular formation and shot toward Feng Lin's three vital spots. He was confident that they would hit.
In truth, this was indeed the case.
Feng Lin's silhouette trembled on the spot, entering a high-frequency swaying state, leaving behind many afterimages that were illusory and real, causing others to be unable to see through them.
However, the arrow that shot through the air seemed to be locked onto by the laws of karma. The arrow spun in a spiral shape and the arrowhead swayed, ignoring all illusions and aiming straight for the target.
Feng Lin's hair stood on end.
I can't dodge it!
I can't dodge it no matter what!
This horrifying thought appeared in Feng Lin's mind, but it was extremely real.
This arrow was like an arrow of the Law of Causality, an arrow that could not be dodged.
As expected of the Hou Yi Mythological Path. It was sufficiently bizarre and powerful!
Since he couldn't dodge this arrow, he could only take it head-on.
Along the way, Feng Lin had experienced many battles and his combat experience far surpassed his peers. He instantly had a countermeasure.
No matter how fast a person's speed was, it was impossible to surpass the speed of an arrow shot by a person of the same level. This was determined by the laws of physics of the universe, and it was not something that could be changed by humans.
Feng Lin's spirit force condensed into a corporeal form, forming layers of formless barriers in the air.
Pu pu pu!
The sharp arrow pressed forward, completely piercing through these barriers. Nothing could stop it.
However, after passing through many obstacles and arriving before Feng Lin, he had already used up all his remaining strength.
Feng Lin casually waved his hand and caught the three arrows in his hand.
The arrow was made of white bone and was as smooth as jade. It seemed to be some kind of treasure.
Ten Thousand Arrows Spread!
Chi chi chi!
As if he'd found an opponent he'd yearned for for a long time, the battle intent in Yi's eyes grew more and more intense, blazing like flames.
The bowstring kept on opening and closing, releasing the sound of metal clashing.
The flying arrows were like rain, forming a continuous chain in the air like a peacock spreading its tail. It was beautiful yet contained a fatal killing intent, instantly engulfing Feng Lin.
BOOM!
Feng Lin's body moved without any wind, slowly floating in the air. His spirit force had already formed a corporeal golden light, forming a thin barrier.
Ding, ding, ding.
The sound of collision was like a silver bottle breaking, and sparks flew in all directions.
The flying arrows broke through the barrier like rain, but their momentum was greatly weakened.
Feng Lin's figure spun in the air like a top. His long legs were like whips, ruthlessly sweeping away the arrows, not leaving anything behind.
After the arrows landed on the ground, they silently vanished, automatically returning to Yi's quiver. They were inexhaustible.
How could Feng Lin not understand? This bone bow and arrow was a type of rare set of magic treasures. It was extremely hard to come by, and the arrows that were shot out could even be automatically retrieved. It could be said to be a great killing weapon.
However, he didn't know if the arrow of karma was the effect of this magic treasure or was it Yi's unique genetic ability.
Yi stood at his original location, rooted to the ground. Only the muscles on his arms kept on moving like the bowstring. His strength was endless, and he didn't seem to know fatigue.
He had actually shot out a rain of arrows that was equivalent to the strength of a magnificent army alone.
For now, Feng Lin could only defend passively. However, being suppressed like this wasn't his style.
ROAR!
Cannon Fist!
Feng Lin's muscles flowed like flowing water, and his arms suddenly expanded to three times their original size.
This wasn't a transformation technique!
Rather, it was a transformation brought about by the newly awakened Violence Gene. In an instant, his strength increased by five to six times.
BOOM!
He punched out!
The invisible fist force immediately sent the arrow flying. It stuck into the wall and buzzed incessantly.
However, the flying arrows were like needles, and there were simply too many of them. The short opening was instantly filled up.
Feng Lin didn't panic.
If he couldn't settle it with a single punch, then he would use two punches, three punches …
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
His punches were like the drums of thunder.
Feng Lin was like a madman, punching out nonstop. Each of his punches blasted out a powerful air cannon.
The two of them collided, and the shockwaves surged out, causing one to feel suffocated and unable to stand stably.
One was like a divine archer who hunted demons in ancient times, while the other was a saint of the fist path in the dark arena.
The two of them clashed together, using violence against violence, not bothering to conceal it at all.
The Greek sisters were aghast at the sight of this brutal scene.
Su Li's face under the fox mask was expressionless. Only his eyes flickered, filled with wariness.
"Good technique!" At this moment, Feng Lin and Yi exchanged a mutual glance, feeling a sense of mutual appreciation.
Only when they were evenly matched would they be able to fight to their heart's content.
These bone arrows were abnormally tough, and even the air cannon couldn't damage them at all.
Since this was the case, he no longer held back.
Wu, wu, wu!
The raging wind howled.
Feng Lin rubbed his hands together, and a metal cudgel in his hands rapidly enlarged. He swung it about, forming a tornado that swept the arrows into it, instantly turning them into bone powder.
Yi's countenance turned pale.
These arrows were all items that he had been yearning for. Now that they were destroyed, his vitality was greatly damaged.
What weapon was this exactly?
His heart sank.
This Feng Lin actually had such a divine weapon in his hands. No wonder he was so fearless.
However, this wasn't the time for him to think too much. As the arrows were destroyed, a huge opening appeared in the tight formation of the arrows.
Feng Lin's figure curled up into a ball in the air, and he suddenly squeezed through the gap, appearing before Yi.
Great Sage Cleaving Mountain!
His body stretched out naturally, bending like a bow. The metal cudgel in his hands smashed down heavily, cleaving mountains in sight and severing water in sight. There was nothing it couldn't break.
A great sense of danger rose in Yi's heart. He actually used the bone bow in his hands as a weapon, blocking horizontally.
A bang rang out!
Sparks flew everywhere.
Feng Lin took a step back and pounced over again.
Yi was also ferocious. The edge of the bone bow was as sharp as a blade. As an archer, he didn't fear it at all and started to fight Feng Lin in close combat.
The edge of the blade was sharp, and the metal cudgel was extremely strong.
The two of them were like unparalleled generals on the battlefield. When their weapons clashed, sparks flew everywhere, and the sounds of collision rang out incessantly.
Feng Lin discovered that not only did his arrows not miss their targets, but his close-combat strength was also extremely terrifying!
Shaman's Dance!
Yi's footsteps were very strange. His martial arts were very strange, containing a primitive and savage aura. His moves were like a dance, exuding a strange aura.
His figure turned into a ball of afterimages, circling around Feng Lin. He was like shamans dancing around bonfires in ancient times. In addition to the continuous chanting of incantations, the totems on his body seemed to be alive, wriggling non-stop like earthworms. The black light distorted, bringing with it the power of curses and witchcraft, causing one's qi and blood to collapse.
The edge of the bone bow pierced over from all sorts of strange angles. It was as if it wanted to slice Feng Lin into a thousand pieces, offering his blood to the ancestral totems as a sacrifice. It exuded a strong sense of strangeness.
These moves were usually illogical, but their prowess was extremely great.
Even with Feng Lin's experience, he couldn't find any flaws within a short period of time.
However, there was no need for him to search. The Great Sage Cudgel Art was like quicksilver flowing on the ground, causing cudgel shadows to fill the sky.
Since he couldn't find any flaws, he would compete head-on to see whose methods were stronger!
The essence of the cudgel art was displayed one by one. Together with the Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel, the prowess was incomparably great, far surpassing one's imagination.
However, Yi performed the shaman's dance and dealt with it very calmly.
As expected of the Hou Yi Mythological Path!
A man who could even push down the sun!
The potential of this mythological path was shocking, and it wasn't any weaker than his Sun Wukong Mythological Path.
However, potential was one thing, and the development of a cultivator's path was another.
Even if it was Hou Yi's Mythological Path, Feng Lin wouldn't fear him in the slightest.
After sparring for so long, he could already see some of Yi's techniques. He unleashed his full power.
In terms of variations and ferocious strength, who could be stronger than Sun Wukong Mythological Path?
Maybe there was, but Feng Lin hadn't encountered one yet.
This wasn't the time to continue being entangled. In the future, there would be plenty of opportunities and time to slowly spar.
His Heart Monkey Force gushed forth. Under the augmentation, the weight of the cudgel in his hand increased by three times. His strength also increased by three times.
The cudgel swung down.
It was an ordinary move like before, but it caused the air to distort, emitting a muffled sound as though a huge mountain was pressing down on him.
"What?" Yi's wild instincts could sense the might of Mount Tai pressing down on him. His scalp stood up as he retreated repeatedly.
However, under the envelopment of the cudgel, there was nowhere for him to escape. He could only take it head-on.
He instinctively placed his bow before him.
A crisp kacha sound rang out.
"What?" Yi was already flung through the air. He was like a cannonball as he slammed into the metal wall.
Enduring the churning qi and blood in his chest, he lowered his head and saw that there was actually an obvious crack on the bone bow. His eyes narrowed, feeling both heartache and shock.
This Sun Splitting Bow was an ancient treasure passed down by his clan. It was incomparably tough, but now, it was actually cracked by a single cudgel.
What kind of treasure was this metal cudgel exactly?
He naturally didn't know that the metal cudgel in Feng Lin's hand was a divine weapon that could support the entire continent. If not, he wouldn't have chosen to clash head-on.
After gaining the advantage with a single move, Feng Lin went all out and unleashed his full power.
The cudgel shadows were fast and ruthless, like raging gales and torrential rain, bombarding unceasingly.
Punching out with the cudgel, this was the romance of men.
Although this was just a spar, Feng Lin wouldn't show any mercy. He would use brute force to crush his opponent.
Yi couldn't withstand it and kept on retreating.
Split Arrow!
He finally couldn't take it anymore. His hand lightly flicked the bowstring as an arrow shot out. It split into a myriad of arrows and rained down on him.
Ding, ding, ding!
Feng Lin's metal cudgel spun in his palm, sweeping away all the arrowheads.
Yi wasn't so naive as to think that this move would be able to finish Feng Lin off. He took the opportunity to increase the distance between them and drew his bow. His entire aura changed drastically.
"You are very strong! If it's an ordinary method, I'm no match for you! " "But I have an arrow. If you can take it, I'll acknowledge you and willingly join your team!"
"Sure!" Feng Lin didn't back down.
Ending the battle as soon as possible was exactly what he wanted.
How much power would a cultivator from the Hou Yi Mythological Path unleash if he went all out?
How exciting!
The aura grew denser and denser. The sharpness of the aura pierced through the air, causing one's skin to feel pain. It locked onto Feng Lin, giving him nowhere to hide.
Here it comes!
Feng Lin's eyes gleamed with coldness.
Squeak!
Like the hoarse sound of an iron saw rubbing against a sword, the arrow was shot out extremely slowly, as if someone had pressed the slow-motion button. It was clearly a sharp arrow that was shot out of the bowstring, but it was ridiculously slow and terrifying!
The slower the arrow was, the more power it contained!
Even with Yi's vitality, his arms began to tremble, as if he couldn't bear the burden.
Chi!
Sparks flew.
When the arrow shot out, the friction with the air caused the sparks to be as resplendent as fireworks, gushing out to both sides. The shape of the arrow was like a huge bird spreading its wings and letting out a long cry.
The arrow was so slow …
No, it was so fast!
The slowness was just an illusion of extreme speed.
Feng Lin's eyes blinked slightly. He only saw a firebird swooping down like a golden crow, arcing through the sky. Only a stream of flowing fire could be seen, incinerating the entire world. Even he was no exception.
The blazing flames instantly engulfed him.
Golden Crow Descent!
Yi put down the bone bow. Both his hands trembled as he stared at the scene in the flames.
The flames dissipated, revealing Feng Lin's figure. His clothes were already charred, and only his skin shone with a jade-like luster.
Feng Lin maintained his motionless posture.
Creak, creak!
His two hands were like iron hooks, tightly grabbing onto the sharp arrow. All of a sudden, the bone arrow broke apart, turning into dust that scattered all over the ground.
Feng Lin opened his hands. His hands were already bleeding from the friction, and there was even a mark on his forehead. Beads of blood seeped out and gathered at the center of his brows.
Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!
He silently rejoiced in his heart. This arrow was too fast and too ferocious, almost breaking through his defense!
Although Feng Lin didn't know how much he was lacking, it was really just a little bit more, just a little bit more …
"Very good! I'll join your team! " When Yi saw this scene, he straightforwardly admitted his loss. He hugged the bone bow and leaned to the side, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing.
"You are very strong! Very strong! Although I don't know why such a powerful cultivator like you would appear in the solar system, your strength has gained my recognition! " Su Li's eyes flickered unceasingly. "As long as you can withstand a single attack from me, I'll join your team as well!"
"Please!" Feng Lin didn't waste any words.
Cultivators were all prideful. If one didn't use their strength to speak, it would be very difficult to subdue the two of them.
Let's see who's more powerful!
Su Li's sleeves fluttered in the wind. An ominous demonic qi gushed forth like waves, forming the shape of a three-tailed demon fox. It roared toward the sky, raising its three tails up high. The tips of its tails gleamed with energy.
Black fire, purple lightning, silver frost …
The three types of energy converged at one point, connecting with each other, forming a pair of interlocking energy rings.
"Three-tailed Ring!" A shout rang out.
The power of the three rings was like a tight hoop, pressing down on Feng Lin's head. Ice, fire, lightning …
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