I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 191 - 191: 187: Establishing Prestige

As a top fighter in the Baiyan Martial Arts Arena, his goal was to be well-known among the nobility, for otherwise why would he endure the tedium of practicing martial arts, constantly teetering on the edge of life and death to improve his skills.

He had originally prepared for Xiling’s premier martial arts meeting, and came only to see who had the audacity to set up a challenge platform. However, after reading the pair of provocative couplets, he couldn’t help but be the first to sign up, only to regret it immediately.

Only a peak Mortal Realm warrior with extreme confidence would dare set up a challenge platform like this. Rushing in recklessly, what if he got hurt? How would he participate in the premier martial arts meeting in half a year?

But seeing the excitement in the crowd, he suddenly realized that if he could defeat this arrogant archer, he would become the hero of Xiling. Even if he lost, his name, Gongye Yan, would be well-known by everyone!

A noble gesture might earn him a lordship, which would be much better than risking life and death in the martial arts arena!

While Gongye Yan was distracted by these thoughts, Yuan Zhun had already nocked an arrow to his bow, pulling the string into a full moon!

Looking at Yuan Zhun draw his bow, Gongye Yan put aside his fantasies, began mobilizing his Hundred Rivers Flying Palm, wrapped his body in silver protective force, and charged at his opponent!

There was no emotion on Yuan Zhun’s face. He aimed his arrow at his opponent’s throat with an eagle-eye focus.

Watching Gongye Yan charging forwards, Yuan Zhun lightly let go of the bowstring. The arrow disappeared, leaving only the sounding of the bowstring. The quickest arrow in Falling Star, “Light Pierces Shadow”, when executed by Yuan Zhun’s bow technique, was as fast as a shooting star.

After shooting his arrow, Yuan Zhun lowered his Falling Star bow and yelled, “Next!”

Just as the audience was left puzzled, Gongye Yan, who was still charging forward, suddenly fell to the ground, blood pooling around him.

The arena erupted in shock! No one had seen how Gongye Yan had been struck down, or where Yuan Zhun’s arrow went! Where was that arrow?

However, those waiting to enter the fight were peak Mortal Realm warriors, and had keener senses than the audience. They caught a glimpse of light passing through Gongye Yan’s throat after Yuan Zhun released his arrow.

At first, they thought it might be an illusion, but as it turned out, it was Yuan Zhun’s arrow, an arrow of ultimate swiftness.

Those holding their queuing number suddenly felt great fear. Faced with such an arrow, could they dodge it?

The answer was uncertain. After all, how do you guard against an arrow you can’t even see, moreover, an arrow that seems to ignore all protective techniques!

That’s why, despite Yuan Zhun’s arrogant demeanor, the warrior with number two was nowhere to be found.

But the audience didn’t care and started shouting for the second warrior to start!

“Where’S the second person? Hurry up, are you giving him time to recover his spiritual power?”

“Idiot in armor, he’s using a bow. You’re relying on your body. Of course you deserve to be shot dead!”

The jeers and calls mixed together, leaving the warriors holding their queuing numbers with sullen faces.

But there were smart ones among them. They walked up to the steward in charge of queuing numbers and asked, “Can we wear armor?

The steward glanced at them and answered indifferently, “Of course you can!” The audience grew impatient, and after some hurried preparations, a warrior clad in heavy armor took the stage. He wasn’t the second challenger, for the second challenger had disappeared leaving only his queuing number behind. He was the third challenger.

Having waited for a considerable amount of time for the next warrior, Yuan Zhun took to his Falling Star bow once again, too impatient to even listen to the introductions. His eyes burned with disdain.

Wearing heavy armor and thinking you’re safe? What do you think the Saint Clan represents!?

Fury fueled his spiritual power and a red spiritual flame attached to the arrow. This arrow was called: Skyburn.

He released his fingers, the bowstring resonated, and the spiritual arrow morphed into a fire dragon, rushing towards the heavy-armored challenger. A red flash arrived in an instant, hitting the martial artist and instantly ignited a sky-high flame. The fire dragon coiled around the heavy armor, accompanied by the heart-wrenching screams of the martial artist!

Ah ah!! I’m being burnt     Help me!…. Help!” The extremely high

temperature turned the heavy armor red-hot, let alone the martial artist inside it. Despite his desperate rolling on the ground begging for help, the flame showed no signs of extinguishing.

The cries for help gradually weakened, and the endlessly rolling fireball finally ceased to move. Just one arrow, and a heavily armored martial artist died under Yuan Zhun’s arrow.

At this moment, the arena filled with tens of thousands of people fell silent. Only the heavily armored burnt in the fire was making a hunting sound, and the man after the flame seemed like a god of killing.

“Next!” Yuan Zhun with a bow had no expression on his face, his voice echoed throughout the martial arts arena again.

Those martial artists holding number plates looked at the charred corpse on the stage, looked at each other, and many people threw away their number plates and ran away like madmen.

Is the dignity of the Xiling martial artist important? Of course it’s important, but compared with their own lives, it s nothing!

But there always were stubborn martial artists who rushed on the stage with their number plates, trying to attack Yuan Zhun while he was catching his breath. However, they were all killed by the furious Yuan Zhun, one arrow for one person, neither more nor less.

The staff of the martial arts arena lined up the bodies of these martial artists on the mat on the side of the stage. In just a short while, there were more than a dozen corpses lined up, causing a shocking scene.

And Yuan Zhun who held the bow still had that indifferent expression, urging in his mouth:

“Next!”

On the first day of February

Early in the morning, Hua Ji came to the Martial Hall, saying that he had an urgent matter to see.

“Young master, there’s been a big problem!”

Tang Luo looked at the anxious Hua Ji, thinking that there was something wrong with Gong Zheng, so he asked: “What happened to Gong Zheng?” “It’s not about Master Gong.” Hua Ji swallowed and said: “It’s about Young Master Xu!”

Tang Luo was confused: “Isn’t he in charge of the arena, what happened?” Hua Ji thought of the Asura Martial Arts Hall that was surrounded by angry Xiling residents early in the morning, and recounted the news he heard… in just one day, seventy-nine Mortal Realm martial artists died in the Asura Martial Arts Hall. So far, only Yuan Zhun alone has suffocated the Xiling martial artists with a single arrow.

The name of the Arrow Demon spread all over Xiling in one day, which also aroused the anger of the Xiling clans. The Asura Martial Arts Hall has a huge martial arts arena that can accommodate sixty thousand people, but even so, it is still overcrowded. If yesterday’s arena only attracted some idle commoners and civilian martial artists, today’s arena would be visited by most of the clans in Xiling.

Of course, these people are not here to watch the excitement. It can be said that from the appearance of the clans, the challenge of this arena has really started. The Mortal Realm martial artists who died were just to spread the news.

“Such a heavy murderous intent!” Tang Luo frowned, whispering incredulously.

He could naturally understand the intention of Master Xu’s action, which was to establish authority, but such a heavy murderous intent still made him feel slightly shocked, and made him understand the dominance of the Holy Land more clearly.

Just like how Master Xu showed, his benevolence towards the civilians and pursuit of justice and righteousness did not affect his ruthless and cruel behavior in battle.

just to let the world sing the name of the Holy Land again, the path he chose was a path of domination built with blood and bones.

Xiling martial artists must fight. If they don’t fight, they can only submit under the foot of the Holy Land.

They don’t need to rule you, they just need to make you feel fear and terror, just like a sharp blade hanging over your head.

“If I want, you could die at any time!” This is the message Master Xu wanted to convey to the world this time!