More crucially, using a bow and arrow wasn't like using gunpowder weapons. One only needed to pull the trigger to release a bullet! If one were to shoot while running, one would need to exert strength, aim, draw the bow etc. The difficulty was at least 5 times higher!
Even amongst the Na'vi, such archery techniques were only grasped by a handful of individuals. The one who released this arrow, was the foreign aid invited by the declining Kiwatakin clan – Jacques!
Jacques leapt up, his bow and arrow miraculously strapped on his back. His hands grabbed onto the hanging vines above, and gently swayed. Bending his body and abdomen in midair, he pounced towards the Hometree's cave entrance. The torrential downpour intensified. Amidst this torrential downpour, Jacques was as smooth and graceful as a fish.
However, at the entrance of the tree hole, a steady and heavy figure suddenly appeared. This figure was as lofty as a mountain and blocked in front of him. In his hand was a scorching black light that was two feet long, and he slashed it directly at his head.
The edge of the blade was faintly tinged with a sharpness that wasn't exceedingly incisive. Its edges were thick and blunt. Only after carefully brushing it with dried hemp grass, would his hand not slip even in the pouring rain. Furthermore, this formidable weapon was crafted from the fangs of a viperwolf king. It had accompanied Jacques for an entire 5 years, and had slain hundreds of wild beasts under its incisive edge.
Facing his foe's attack, Jacques unhesitatingly brandished his war dagger to block. Yet at the instance when the black ray collided, his body trembled. He could sense that his foe's strength wasn't inferior to his own! In fact, it was even stronger!!
Jacques suddenly crouched down and swept his leg horizontally, kicking up a large amount of muddy water. The dirty muddy water splashed onto the enemy's face, but was immediately washed away by the torrential rain. Instead, his foe lifted his right leg and stomped down heavily. Taking the lead, he stamped heavily on the ground, as though he was rooted to the ground. Jacques swept his leg up, but it felt like he was sweeping against an incomparably hard rock. Both of them simultaneously trembled, as they staggered several steps back.
At this moment, the remaining Na'vis released shrill howls, as they clung onto the hanging vines of the Hometree and crawled towards the 'skylight' above. Obviously, they were planning to launch a pincer attack from both sides! Yet at this moment, Reef's eyes widened as he released an earth-shattering roar. An invisible shockwave repelled the surrounding rainwater away. Jacques and the other Na'vi warriors felt a gust of wind blowing against their faces, as though a boulder was pressing down on their chests, causing them to feel unbearably heavy.
A climbing na'vi was severely injured by Mogensha's lightning spear, and after being affected by the reverberation of the roar, he couldn't help but slip and tumble down from the tree. His head tumbled into the muddy water, as he panted heavily. His hastily bandaged wound was once again soaked with crimson blood. Fortunately, the other na'vi clenched his dagger and leapt with all his might, leaping in through the tree hole's skylight.
They firmly believed – as long as they could close the distance between them and these outsiders, then the na'vi warriors would use their magnificent archery skills and war daggers to bring back painful memories to these outsiders. Victory would definitely belong to them!
Thinking of this, they bared their fangs, as they released menacing roars that would cause even wild beasts to tremble in fear!
Within the dark hall beneath the Hometree, there wasn't even the slightest bit of reaction. It was merely a stretch of darkness, and one could smell the stench of fresh blood. That na'vi warrior that was nailed to the tree hole by Jacques had vanished without a trace. Only when the na'vi warrior was about to land, was a sudden flicker of dark-gold brilliance, sweeping past!
Although the na'vi warrior was in midair, he swiped his hand and retrieved his war dagger from his mouth, before thrusting it towards his chest!
Unsurprisingly, this thrust struck the enemy. The sensation of a weapon slicing through skin and flesh was always so enticing. Yet in the next second, the air suddenly reverberated with an oppressive thunderous roar, as though it came crashing down from the horizon. Decades of hunting experience instantly caused the na'vi warrior to sniff out a sense of danger. He immediately gave up on thrusting his dagger into the enemy's body, and crossed his arms in front of his body!
"Peng!" A muffled thump resounded, as the na'vi warrior couldn't help but release a frenzied howl. Under the immense force from his opponent, his arms, chest and shoulders bulged out like hatchets, with smooth and graceful lines. Blood seeped out from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth; instead, he emitted a natural malevolent and imposing aura.
As the saying goes, the evil fear the tyrannical, the tyrannical fear the ruthless, the ruthless fear the reckless. This na'vi warrior was here to reclaim his homeland. After staking his life on the line, the lethality he erupted with was naturally terrifying! Yet even though he had already erupted with 120% of his potential, the enemy's rear was already whistling in. Both fists punched out, as they heavily pounded towards his temples!
Although the na'vi warriors of the forest were exceptionally formidable, this was only limited to their long range offensive capabilities. In terms of close combat, they were exceedingly nimble, but lacking in might. The na'vi warrior immediately stretched out his arms to block, but he only felt two waves of earth-shattering strength assaulting his arms; it was completely ineffective!
After receiving the two fists, his vision darkened, as though his head was about to rupture. Instead, Sheyan's hands had already slid down, as they clasped onto the na'vi warrior's shoulders. With a yell, Sheyan lifted the na'vi warrior up, and heavily smashed him towards the other two na'vi warriors. Following closely behind, Sheyan charged forward with unparalleled ferocity. Instantly, a muffled groan and blood-curdling screech resounded in the darkness.
A na'vi warrior's waist was narrow and elongated. Their shoulders were broad, forming a 'V' shape on their back. Their necks were as nimble as an owl, able to rotate 180 degrees. Hence, to break their necks, one would need to twist 360 degrees. They were a race extremely suited for battle. After exchanging blows with them, Sheyan realized this point. Many combat moves that humans couldn't execute were easily executed by na'vi warriors.
Fortunately, Sheyan's skin was coarse and his flesh was thick. Moreover, he was wearing a formidable armour that reduced damage to Pandoran creatures by 30%! Hence, with his defensive capabilities, even after receiving several vicious blows, he was still as lively as a dragon and lively as a tiger. Instead, his fists were heavy and ferocious. These na'vi warriors had 4 times the strength of an average human, roughly 20 points. Under the suppression of Sheyan's 49 points of strength, they could be said to be utterly powerless.
More importantly, even though na'vi warriors possessed night vision abilities, and logically speaking, they should have a huge advantage in combat in the dark. However, every na'vi warrior had two types of patterns on their bodies. One was similar to a zebra stripe covering their entire body, while the other was like a myriad of stars scattered along their nervous system and circulatory system. The second type of pattern was able to emit a beautiful fluorescent glow in the dark. Moreover, this was the aesthetic standard of na'vi warriors. Moreover, these speckles of fluorescent glow weren't of much use, but to Sheyan, it was an excellent target! Clenching one's fist and smashing towards the glowing area, there was nothing wrong with that.
Jacques was increasingly alarmed as he fought ahead. He could obviously discern that the miserable cries echoing out from the Hometree cave belonged to his own people! As a renowned warrior of his tribe, his heart could faintly sense that abandoning the na'vi's formidable archery skills to engage in combat with these outsiders was a huge mistake!
These na'vi warriors were as tough as mountain rocks, and as ferocious as wild beasts of the forest. Amongst them, there were even some that could summon formidable lightning bolts! Thinking of that, he abruptly somersaulted forward as he tightened his grip on his war-dagger! A slash from top to bottom landed on the enemy's strange and ferocious shield.
Under the immense impact, sparks flew out from the collision of the two bone equipments. One could tell how intense the battle was? Reef's shield released a dull and unpleasant sound, as a brilliant silver radiance flashed out from its broken surface. He couldn't help but take a step back, as he raised his shield.
Although his shield had been shattered, Jacques's palm was still numb from the impact. His war-dagger was also rebounded by the rebounding force. Yet at this moment, he borrowed the momentum to leap backwards. This series of actions in the eyes of others, was as though numerous springs were installed on Jacques's body!
When his feet landed, Jacques flipped his wrist and pulled out the longbow on his back. Nocking a long arrow, the arrowhead of this arrow was malevolent and vicious! It was like a serpent with its mouth wide open, and the arrowhead was its forked tongue. Everyone's ears resounded with a piercing roar that even thunder couldn't conceal. An illusionary image of a ferocious viperwolf gradually surfaced. It enveloped Reef within!
After releasing this arrow, Jacques sneered coldly. He didn't want to continue fighting and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, a black gun barrel poked out from the darkness and coldly aimed at his back. Abruptly, a thunderous sound erupted!
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