C38 An Arrow Shot into the Sky
C38 An Arrow Shot into the Sky
"Han Lei has indeed made great progress in the past six months." A voice was heard with a charming tone. Everyone looked at her. It was Han Meier, one of the three great geniuses of Han family.
Han Meier was born with a stunning beauty. There were even some families from nearby towns who came to ask for her hand in marriage.
Furthermore, Han Meier was only seventeen years old, and she was already a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Six. Her talent was very high, and she practiced seduction techniques. Those who fought her would usually be seduced before she could even make a move. She would lose without a fight.
It was worth mentioning that among the two beauties of Hongqiao Town, Han Meier was passionate and hot while Qin Shuang was as cold as ice. They had their own unique characteristics and sometimes they would secretly compete with each other.
"Thank you for the compliment." Han Lei really enjoyed Han Meier's praise.
"Go on stage!" Han Lei shouted like a clap of thunder.
Only then did Han Feng lazily stand up and walk towards the stage. Obviously, this Han Lei was not enough to arouse his interest.
"This kid is afraid."
"If you are afraid, just admit defeat. Brother Han Lei can still spare your life."
Lightning was rolling around Han Lei's body, and his purple-blue hair was fluttering in the wind. He looked like a lightning god, and his aura was oppressive.
In comparison, the thin Han Feng seemed much weaker.
However, Han Feng's lazy face had an unquestionable confidence.
"Perhaps Han Feng is going to lose." Siqiu sighed. As a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Five, she could actually smell a trace of danger from Han Lei's body, which made her feel pressured.
Han Lei's cultivation base must be much stronger than Han Jue's.
There was a huge gap between the same cultivation base.
"Let's begin."
Han Lei immediately took a step forward. Thunder rumbled from his body. As he waved his hand, giant lightning serpents rushed out. It was as if Han Lei had transformed into a thunder god, controlling the power of lightning.
The lightning that filled the sky came crashing down. Han Feng's body suddenly took a few steps back. A longbow had appeared in his hand, but there was no arrow.
"Where did this kid's bow come from?" Everyone's eyes trembled. They realized that Han Feng's bow seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
What was even stranger was that there were no arrows on Han Feng's bow.
"Trash is trash. He doesn't even know how to carry an arrow with him." Elder Han Gong sneered.
The terrifying lightning python swept over. The sound of cracking could be heard without an end, as if it was going to explode the space.
Han Feng opened the bow in his hand. The bowstring was tightened, and it was immediately shot out. An invisible force shot out from the air.
"There are no arrows, only bows. What kind of martial skill does this Han Feng practice?" Everyone felt baffled. Even Siling did not know why.
As Han Feng released the bowstring, a few thunder pythons exploded in an instant.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Han Feng shot out a few arrows in succession. Before the bowstring could recover, one lightning python after another was dissolved.
"His arrows are so fast."
In the blink of an eye, the remaining lightning serpents approached him. Han Feng's palm shook, and a vast energy swept out, disintegrating all the terrifying lightning attacks.
"You have some skill." Han Lei had thought that he would be able to kill Han Feng with a single strike, but he didn't expect Han Feng's archery skill to be so profound. Without an arrow, he could only use the bowstring to attack.
"In my Han family, there doesn't seem to be such a powerful archery skill, right?" Han Pojun whispered. There were many martial skills in the Han family, including punches and kicks. There was no archery skill among ordinary martial skills. He didn't know where Han Feng had learned such a superb archery skill.
"Could it be that Jiuqing gave it to Feng that day?" Han Pojun remembered hearing that Han Feng had been invited to test the Soul Talent, but he did not ask about it in detail. Now that he thought about it, he wondered if Han Feng had also received an invitation from the Longevity Temple.
Although the probability of this happening was very low, it wasn't impossible. After all, Han Feng was Han Potian's son.
Thinking of this, Han Pojun turned around and asked Elder Han Qianhu in a low voice.
On the fighting stage, Han Lei's attacks were incomparably violent. One after another, destructive lightning struck out. Ordinary Spiritual Martial Stage Level Five warriors would be seriously injured even if they didn't die, but Han Feng just stood there calmly. An arrow shot out and dispelled the lightning bolts.
"True Lightning Secret Art, it is indeed powerful." Although Han Feng would melt the lightning strikes in the distance every time, the aftershocks still caused his body to feel a little numb.
What Han Lei was cultivating was a Low-grade Mortal Realm martial skill of the Han family. The True Lightning skill was said to be the most powerful attack amongst the Low-grade Mortal Realm skills. The requirement for a cultivator's physique was extremely harsh. If one was not careful... It was possible that a warrior would be killed by the True Thunder Secret Art.
However, after successfully cultivating, the attack power was also very shocking.
Han Feng's Silent Archery was very powerful. Once he cultivated it to the peak, he could shoot without any arrows. He could instantly kill his opponent.
"You are very powerful." Han Lei stopped attacking and said to Han Feng, "I thought that no one could resist my attack except Han Xiu and the other two. With your Spiritual Martial Stage Level Four cultivation base, you can counter my attack. If we were at the same cultivation level, perhaps I would have lost a long time ago. "
Han Feng's eyes narrowed. This Han Lei was different from Han Xiu and the others.
Han Xiu, Han Jue, and the others were incomparably proud. They relied on the name of a genius. They looked down on everyone. However, this Han Lei was able to clearly recognize his own shortcomings. He was a man. When he thought of his lazy appearance earlier, he couldn't help but feel somewhat ashamed.
"Next, I'll use my full strength. If you can't resist it, you can leave the battling platform." Han Lei said. His tone wasn't filled with contempt, but rather, he knew how powerful his attack was.
"Just use it as you wish. I still have a trump card that I can't use." Han Feng revealed a trace of a smile.
"Oh? I'm looking forward to it." As soon as Han Lei finished speaking, the purple hair on his head began to rise due to the pressure of the lightning. The lightning was dazzling. He stepped forward, leaving black marks on the fighting stage.
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"True Lightning Secret Art, ninth style, True Lightning Descends!"
Han Lei shouted. The lightning on his body shot up into the sky. Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the light of lightning was faintly visible. It was as if a trace of lightning had merged into his body.
The power of the lightning was incomparably powerful. Han Feng's eyes couldn't help but freeze slightly. The aura of the lightning enveloped the entire scene, causing people to shiver in fear.
"Descend!"
After Han Lei shouted, a peerless lightning bolt appeared in the sky. It turned into a huge palm print and smashed down at Han Feng.
It was rare to find an opponent amongst the intermediate Spiritual Martial Stage warriors.
"Is this his confidence to challenge the three of us?" Han Meier's eyes were grave. Clearly, she had also smelled a trace of a frightening aura from Han Lei's attack.
She needed to use all of her abilities in order to have a chance to receive this attack. If it was Han Feng, he would undoubtedly die.
Outside the fighting stage, the Spiritual Qi on Elder Han Xuan's body was shining. He was ready to save Han Feng at any time.
"True Thunder Chant, Perfection Stage." Han Pojun had just finished listening to Han Qianhu's report about the Heart Clearing Liquid. When he turned around, he saw this shocking scene. Only a perfect level True Lightning Spell could trigger this trace of True Lightning.
It was not difficult to imagine that if Han Lei stepped into the High Level of the Spiritual Martial Stage, he could kill Level Eight and Level Nine with the strength of a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven.
"This year, the Han family has produced a lot of geniuses." A smile emerged on Han Pojun's face. Han Lei's performance was enough to make him one of the geniuses of the Han family.
"It just so happens that the whereabouts of Su Gaang from the Su family is unknown. There is an additional vacancy amongst the top ten geniuses. Han Lei can be one of them. I'm afraid that the 'Wind and Cloud Gathering' in a month's time will be the most dazzling one in the Han family." After learning about Han Feng's deeds, Han Pojun was even more certain about the relationship between Han Feng and Jiuqing. There must be a connection between them.
"True Lightning, it's a little tricky." Han Feng sighed. Immediately, he pulled out another arrow from thin air and placed it on the bow.
"This Devil Sword also has the ability to store items. I don't know how many mysteries there are that I have yet to discover."
Swoosh!
A Soaring Cloud Arrow shot out. In front of the lightning that covered the horizon, it appeared extremely tiny.
Boom!
The lightning that had been brewing in the sky for a long time finally came crashing down. It was as if the sky had collapsed. A fierce gale hit the ground, forcing many low Spiritual Martial Stage warriors to retreat. Even Han Xiu had no choice but to raise his fan to protect himself.
The thunder rumbled. This was a true lightning strike, as if it was a world-destroying disaster.
However, Han Feng's arrow still shot out. The arrow shot into the clouds as if it was going to pierce through the sky.
"Han Feng did not even use an arrow earlier. With this arrow, do you have any chances of winning?" Everyone was uncertain in their hearts. Immediately, they shook their heads. It was impossible. What kind of effect could an arrow have under such momentum?
The space was being compressed. It appeared as though it was about to shatter. An endless will was attached to Han Feng's arrow. It was a pure will of an arrow. Its killing strength was extremely frightening.
Chi -
The arrow was not destroyed within the true lightning as everyone had expected. Instead, it carried a sharp aura that killed everything and directly broke apart the lightning.
"How is this possible!? His arrow had torn apart the true lightning!"
"Did I see wrongly?"
When everyone saw that miraculous scene, they couldn't help but open their eyes wide, revealing expressions of disbelief.
That arrow was extremely tiny in front of the True Lightning. Furthermore, that was the True Lightning. Although it was only a tiny bit, it was absolutely difficult to resist. How did Han Feng do it?
Han Feng absolutely didn't just cultivate a kind of archery martial skill.
Han Pojun and the others' pupils constricted. They looked at each other, clearly not understanding how Han Feng did it.
Only Han Feng looked at all of this and let out a long sigh of relief.
On this arrow, other than the soundless archery, what was more powerful was the will of the arrow, and the Dao of Arrow.
There were three thousand Great Daos, and each Dao had its own Will.
Han Feng had only comprehended the Will of the Arrow Dao of the Level One, but it had already given him ten times the power of the arrow.
With this arrow, could anyone at the same cultivation level be a match for him?
Han Lei let out a sigh, then he slowly walked down the stage. He knew that this arrow alone was not enough for him to break it.
"This battle will be won by Han Feng."
Elder Han Xuan was also shocked. He had traveled a lot in the outside world, so he naturally knew the secrets of Han Feng's archery and the power of his will. It was too powerful!