"Such archery skills are simply beyond comprehension! Nangong Ling truly lives up to being the foremost among the younger generation!"
Outside the Demon Hunter's Field enclosure, an elder repeatedly praised the display.
Another elder nodded in agreement. "Exactly! Though he's using enhanced drugs, that single arrow could rival a Zongshi's attack! How many geniuses, even with drug enhancement, could manage such a strike?"
The group of elders watched the spectacle, offering commentary while completely disregarding Qin Yang's act of catching the arrow.
Each elder was a Zongshi themselves. While the arrow's power was extraordinary, it still fell far short of true Zongshi Realm strength.
The elders' perspective differed due to their superior cultivation realm, but for the Qin Family disciples witnessing this, it stirred tidal waves of shock.
"Qin Yang is terrifying! Catching an arrow bare-handed—and one from Nangong Ling no less! Among our generation, probably no one else could do that!"
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe anyone could achieve such feats!"
"Against him, we'd have no chance."
The Qin Family disciples' hearts raced. They resolved to stay close to the elders during the upcoming purge...
"Look at you all, acting so useless!" An elder frowned and scolded. "Qin Yang is even younger than you, yet he can achieve this. Can't you do the same?"
The Qin Family members shook their heads in unison.
Another elder, fuming, blew his beard and glared. "You worthless lot! If you can't do it, then work harder!"
The Qin Family disciples inwardly grumbled: All you ever do is criticize us. Didn't you all reach the Zongshi Realm only after middle age? Forget comparing to Qin Yang—by age and cultivation, we'd probably surpass you...
But such thoughts could only remain unspoken.
Everyone stared intently at the formation's glowing screen.
Within the screen, Nangong Ling was still gathering energy.
"Pity. The power is impressive, but it takes too long. Even with the pills, it's no help," one elder clicked his tongue, shaking his head with disdain.
Another elder stroked his beard and smiled. "Don't be too harsh on the young. Isn't Wei Yu by Nangong Ling's side? With their combined efforts, Nangong Ling can fully unleash his greatest strength."
"Too slow!" Qin Yang frowned. This was the fourth arrow of the Ten Arrows of Wonder. If he were shooting now, he wouldn't have taken this long. The acting mood he'd been cultivating in his heart was nearly worn away!
"Someone actually wishes they'd die sooner? Fine, I'll grant you that wish!" Nangong Ling finished gathering his energy and loosed another arrow.
This arrow was even more ferocious and faster than before.
Qin Yang followed the script in his mind, dodging once more while carefully calculating the distance.
Rip! A tearing sound echoed as his sleeve was shredded. The violent spiritual energy even tore through the entire sleeve, exposing his muscular arm.
Boom!
A series of explosions followed. The arrow pierced through countless walls, creating a terrifying hole that led straight to the duel arena.
The Demon Hunter's Field's formation was damaged. The defensive formation on the inner walls of the arena twisted violently, destroyed from within, and completely failed.
The surveillance magical artifact clearly showed its professionalism, flying over to give a close-up of the massive hole.
Qin Yang raised an eyebrow. It was fortunate that the Gold Flame Explosion Dragon had been swallowed by the Dragon Jade. Otherwise, this arrow would have killed everyone...
The surveillance artifact circled around and flew back, once again zooming in on Qin Yang's arm.
If there had been a commentator present, they would have undoubtedly launched into another round of dramatic commentary.
"Get lost!" Qin Yang waved his hand to shoo it away.
His arm remained unharmed, not even a scratch visible. The faint mark vanished in the blink of an eye.
Wei Yu hadn't held any expectations for this arrow, and now he stared at Nangong Ling in bewilderment, his expression clearly asking: Where did you get that confidence?
Nangong Ling burst out laughing. "See that? You see that, right?"
Wei Yu nodded awkwardly. "I see. Qin Yang came out unscathed..."
Nangong Ling's face stiffened. "That's not what I meant! Before, he could crush my arrows in his hand. Now he can only dodge and won't dare to block them!"
"What... does that mean?" Wei Yu asked.
Nangong Ling explained, "Even though he destroyed my arrow earlier, his hand must have been injured. Just now, he made two small movements - first hiding his hand behind his back, and when I shot again, he knew he couldn't match me and retreated half a step!"
"Oh?" Wei Yu's heart leapt with hope. Could this mean Qin Yang's injuries were still severe?
Qin Yang nodded repeatedly, offering a faint smile. Excellent observation, indeed.
"It's not that I can't block," Qin Yang shrugged, speaking bluntly, "just that I choose not to."
Now, instead of gaining sympathy, his actions only confirmed his status as a spent force.
The gaping hole in his back gave Wei Yu renewed confidence. He cracked his knuckles, ready to test Qin Yang's limits himself.
"He's a master of movement," Nangong Ling interjected. "Keep him occupied while I strike!"
This aligned perfectly with Wei Yu's intentions. Though something felt off, he dismissed the thought and charged toward Qin Yang.
"Finally!" Qin Yang's heart swelled with anticipation.
Copy: Ba Wang Art. Technique 9/10.
Copy: Ba Wang Unrivaled Halberd. Proficiency: Peak Mastery. Technique 9/10.
"Hm?" Qin Yang's eyebrows furrowed as Wei Yu produced a magnificent Fang Tian halberd from his Qiankun ring.
The silver-tipped weapon, with its crescent-shaped blades, radiated an aura of peerless dominance.
Clang! Clang!
Though unarmed, Qin Yang wielded the Shocking Sword Finger - a technique surpassing even divine artifacts. Harnessing his formidable physique and abundant true qi, he clashed head-on with Wei Yu's halberd.
The Ba Wang Art combined with the Ba Wang Unrivaled Halberd created a perfect match. This pairing allowed cultivators to unleash their full power, regardless of cultivation realm.
What did this mean? It meant that no matter one's cultivation level, they could fully express their combat prowess.
Though not without flaws, these were easily overshadowed by the technique's advantages. In a battle between equals, forcing an opponent's weakness could at best result in mutual exhaustion!
Qin Yang had never encountered such a formidable martial art. He even suspected the apparent vulnerabilities might be deliberate traps to lure enemies in.
When considering the art combined with this technique, it became truly terrifying!
This was the power the Eight Divine Clans should possess!
"Not bad, you're quite strong." A sense of mutual respect rose in Qin Yang's heart. Perhaps due to the Anger Blood Art's effects, he even looked forward to facing an even stronger Wei Yu.
Clang! A finger strike aimed at the crescent blade, the tremendous force driving Wei Yu's Fang Tian halberd down into the floor.
The floor shattered explosively, leaving a gaping crater behind.
Qin Yang seized the rebound force, propelling himself skyward in a high leap.
Wei Yu gazed upward at Qin Yang, his mind churning. He'd already pushed himself to the limit, yet Qin Yang remained as calm as still water!
"Perfect timing!" Nangong Ling, who'd been waiting for an opening, had finished gathering his strength and was about to loose an arrow. But then he saw Qin Yang smile at him - a smile that froze his blood.
Nangong Ling desperately recalled his arrow. He'd taken a pill earlier that could sustain three shots at full power, and this would be his third!
If he fired now, he'd enter a weakened state where even a Qi Refining Realm cultivator could overpower him.
How could Qin Yang possibly miss the massive disturbance caused by the fourth arrow of the Shocking Feather Arrow Technique?
Mid-air, Qin Yang twisted his waist and kicked off the ceiling, flipping headfirst toward Wei Yu.
Nangong Ling felt a cold sweat of relief. If he'd shot that arrow and failed to kill Qin Yang, he'd be left completely defenseless, forced to flee! Even if he took another pill, its potency would be greatly diminished.
"Shocking Sword Finger!" Qin Yang thrust out a finger.
Wei Yu steeled himself. Ba Wang Unrivaled! Kill gods if they block my path, kill Buddhas if they stand in my way! In his heart, there was only the will to fight!
"Ba Wang Unrivaled Halberd!" Wei Yu drew his Fang Tian halberd, his figure blurring as the weapon's shadow filled the air.
The clash of weapons created a rhythm as dense as drumbeats, the two fighters locked in a deadly dance.