Chapter 224: Chapter 106: Wind Thunder Linked Beads! An Unprecedented Strong Enemy!_3
âSo powerful⊠Gong Ba truly lives up to his reputation as a formidable opponent, even gaining fame earlier than my father! Heâs one of the few distinguished Martial Artists in Ink Forest Prefecture!â
Shock gripped Sikong Zhanâs heart. Gong Baâs seemingly casual chop was startlingly brilliant; if he had to catch that same chop, he would need to exert his full strength.
Gong Ba was equally famous from a young age, serving as the guardian deity of Ink Forest Prefecture City, his renown not inferior to Sikong Yong!
âVery strong⊠Gong Baâs strength far surpasses that of Tie Jinggang and Li Hun; heâs most likely a high-level master at the Qi-Blood Long Dragon Level.â
Su Changkong was also astonished.
Gong Ba, too, was a rare Martial Arts prodigy, with the backing of the entire Gong Family. He had stepped into the Level of Qi Blood Seven Transformation many years ago!
âRoar!â
At that moment, Su Changkongâs gaze shifted slightly, as a heaven-shaking roar resounded, heralding a third Demon Monster!
It was a majestic, bald Demon Monster, its muscular, naked torso rippled with veins, and its mouth full of sharp, pointy teeth, while sparse scales covered its flesh.
âWhoosh!â
The Divine Arm Crossbow was fired, launching a massive arrow that sped out faster than the sound it made.
âBoom!â
However, the bald Demon Monster slapped the arrow, as thick as a manâs arm, with its broad palm, sending it tumbling and flying away!
âThisâŠâ The soldier operating the Divine Arm Crossbow was also startled. A demon that could swat away an arrow with a simple slap of its palm? Ninety percent of Martial Artists in the Qi-Blood Realm couldnât do that!
By now, Gong Ba had appeared before the bald Demon Monster. The Monster cast a wary glance at Gong Ba and turned to flee in the opposite direction â towards where Su Changkong and the others were.
âPuff, puff, puff!â
Soldiers along the way raised their shields to intercept, only to be sent sprawling. Some soldiers attempted Chopping Cuts to the bald Demon Monsterâs body, but couldnât even tear its skin. This bald Demon Monster was the strongest in the area!
âGong Ba intentionally drove it towards us.â Sikong Huang frowned, realizing that Gong Ba did not strike the bald Demon Monster, his intent was simple; he wanted to see âSikong Yongâ in action.
After all, the Gong Family had a minor grudge with the Giant Whale Gang recently, and Gong Ba likewise wanted to understand the capabilities of âSikong Yongâ, whose reputation was not below his own!
âHuanger, lend me your bow for a moment,â Su Changkong calmly said to Sikong Huang.
âYes.â Sikong Huang was taken aback, but promptly handed over her blue-finish fine iron strongbow from her back to Su Changkong, holding out the quiver, her beautiful eyes filled with amazement as she realized that Su Changkong was preparing to take action himself!
Gong Ba wanted to witness his skills, and Su Changkong equally wished to demonstrate his strength, only then could he make the Gong Family reconsider some unnecessary thoughts!
Su Changkong took an arrow from the quiver, bent the bow, and set the arrow in place!
The tough bowstring was pulled into a full moon, the bow flexing, True Qi poured in, and the entire great bow circulated with a pale blue glow. Su Changkong himself was a unification of spirit and Qi, his clothes fluttering without wind, his black hair flying.
âBoom!â
A dull explosion sound erupted, with the roar of wind and thunder, the arrow flew faster than sound by several multiples, slicing through the air, leaving behind a circle of white airflow that long lingered, striking directly at the bald Demon Monster.
The bald Demon Monster, with its keen perception, raised one thick arm in front of itself subconsciously to block, despite not hearing the incoming sound.
âCrack!â
The arrow struck the Demon Monsterâs arm, bursting with a deafening crackle. The Demon Monster let out a piercing scream as one limb separated from the elbow, splattering flesh and blood!
âHow⊠how is that possible?â Many soldiers in black armor who witnessed the scene widened their eyes. The bald Demon Monster had swatted away the arrow from the Divine Arm Crossbow with a slap of its hand, but âSikong Yongâ managed to break the Monsterâs arm with a single arrow, sending flesh and blood flying. Didnât that mean his arrow was even more terrifying than the Divine Arm Crossbow?
And that wasnât all!
âBoom, boom, boom, boom!â
With the bow in his left hand, Su Changkongâs palm rapidly slid over one arrow after another, releasing a continuous stream of arrows. Each arrow was accompanied by deafening sounds of wind and thunder, uniting wind and thunder, arrows flying in quick succession!
âCrack! Crack! Crack! Crack!â
In the blink of an eye, a series of explosive cracks followed one after the other, along with the horrible screams of the bald Demon Monster. Its right arm, left leg, and right leg were successively hit by the arrows, the tremendous power tearing and severing his legs from his body.
The final arrow punctured the Demon Monsterâs skull, creating a fist-sized bloody hole!
The mutilated corpse of the bald Demon Monster flew and crashed to the ground, its limbs hanging from the branches above.
âIs this⊠is this even possible with human Archery?â The soldiers of the Ink Forest Army, who witnessed this exaggerated and violently aesthetic scene, were all wide-eyed and dumbfounded. What kind of Archery was this?
It was more powerful than the enormous Divine Arm Crossbow, even faster than the Crossbowâs bolt; the bald Demon Monster, surpassing ninety percent of Qi and Blood Realm Martial Artists, hadnât even had the strength to resist and was torn apart by five consecutive arrows, leaving its body maimed. This was simply beyond what flesh and blood could achieve with an arrow!
âWind Thunder Linked Beads? Itâs Wind Thunder Linked Beads!â Sikong Huangâs eyes were filled with irrepressible shock. She, who had personally taught Su Changkong the Wind Thunder Archery and could tell that he had achieved the Wind Thunder Linked Beads, a skill that even after over a decade of practice, she had not yet mastered.
And Su Changkong, all things considered, had been practicing Wind Thunder Archery for just over a year and had already completely surpassed her? What sort of terrifying, monstrous talent was this!
âMy younger brotherâs talent⊠itâs even more frightening than fatherâs!â
Sikong Zhan secretly swallowed his saliva, feeling a bit parched, Sikong Yong was already considered one of the rare Martial Arts prodigies in Ink Forest Prefecture City, but compared to Su Changkong, he paled in comparison!