Translated and Editted by: La0o9
However, the death of this Martial Master also provided a chance for everyone else.
3 other Martial Masters quickly closed the distance, already at the streetlamp.
They looked at each other, then all jumped on the streetlamp at the same time, aiming at vital points on Gu Qing Shanâs body.
You could say their combination was solid as they completely surrounded Gu Qing Shan, not giving him any room to escape.
Gu Qing Shan held his bow in one hand, the other lightly pressed downward
âHah!â
As Gu Qing Shan shouted loudly, the spirit energy inside his Dantian flowed outwards like a tsunami.
You can clearly see with your own eyes a blue light becoming solid, flowing from his body outwards in all directions.
This is the most basic spirit energy release skill, called âSpirit Pressureâ.
In the other world, cultivators who are at Rejuvenation or Ascended realms casually releasing Spirit Pressure can force a whole city of people to lay on the ground, unable to move even if they wanted to.
With Gu Qing Shanâs qi training stage 5 Spirit Pressure, heâs only able to create a thrusting force.
But to these people whoâve never seen this kind of power before, this is equivalent to bullying.
The 3 Martial Master didnât even have time to react. Flung outwards by the thrusting force they flew through the air.
âGood target practiceâ
Gu Qing Shan slightly squints his eyes and draws his arrows. Not even using a Skill, he simply infused them with spirit energy and released.
The 3 Martial Master flying through the air got shot full of holes, as they made contact with the ground, they were already dead bodies.
Gu Qing Shan stood on the streetlamp, held his bow and looked around.
The 30 Martial Masters all got shot to death, their bodies scattered around the street.
âBastard, that was 30 Masters...â
Nie Yunâs face changes nonstop, his legs already shaking, almost unable to stand.
He gritted his teeth, went in front of his shuttle and bowed respectfully: âUncle Ma, seems like Iâll have to trouble you after allâ
An old man walked out of the shuttle, hands behind his back, back slightly hunched and looked out at the street.
Heâs inspecting every single dead body very carefully.
âWhat a cruel brat, unfortunately the things called arrows are useless against meâ
As the old man spoke, his knees slightly bent, then a loud sound as his whole body shot like a cannon ball towards Gu Qing Shan!
Not afraid to attack from the air from such a distance, seems like heâs a Grandmaster-class opponent, Gu Qing Shanâs eyes are as sharp as ever, instantly recognizing his opponentâs true abilities.
The old man suddenly clasped his hands together, waving it in front.
Gu Qing Shanâs face changed, jumped away without any hesitation, landing on another streetlamp.
At the same time, while the old man was still in the air, still at least a few dozen meters away from Gu Qing Shan, but he already struck with both his fists.
âRushing Arm Cannon!â
Bahâ-Boom!
First a light impact, then a huge explosion sound as the streetlamp got struck and destroyed, only leaving half of it left.
âBrat, you sure run fastâ, the old man said as he pursued.
Gu Qing Shan doesnât waste time for words, simple lifting his bow and shot.
The old man simply waved his hand nonchalantly and all the arrows were struck away from their course.
Gu Qing Shan frowned, a bit annoyed
âUsing bare hands to make shock waves, with this strength, it has to be a Martial superpowerâ
Advancing to Martial Grandmaster rank also has a chance to awake a random superpower, the old man here clearly awoken to a Martial superpower, particularly in his hands.
What he said isnât wrong, facing arrows that fly straight, he only needed to use the superpower in his hands to change their course.
Gu Qing Shan kept retreating, the old man in nonstop pursuit, as they moved, the streetlamps on both sides became collateral damage.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
More and more streetlamps fall as the old man got closer and closer.
âDie, brat, Iâll take your head here!â the old man shouted as he leapt in.
Gu Qing Shan still not saying a thing, only silently pulled his bow back into an arc.
Then he suddenly turned back, shouting: âShifting Flurry!â
The longbowâs string sounded again and again.
Grey shadows that almost seemed alive, like dragons or snakes flew through the air, drawing unpredictable arcs.
âHow is that possible!â the old man shouted, suddenly stopped his feet, cautiously looked at all directions.
The 5 arrows arrived at the same time!
The old manâs body as flexible as a fish in water, twisting and turning, dodging the incoming arrows.
The power of these arrows are much stronger than before, much more than he expected, together with the sly trajectory, the old man had to use all this strength to deal with it.
A Martial Grandmaster naturally gains a bit of Spirit sense, whenever an arrow came close, heâs always reacted on time, either by shifting his body, or using his hands to strike them away.
Only fright without any real danger, he evaded all the arrows.
âWhat kind of Archery is this?â
The old man was breathing heavily.
Heâs also slightly regretting his choice, if he knew that the arrows could twist and turn like that, he wouldnât have rushed out like this.
Slowly approaching the enemy wouldâve been much safer.
But now, as the two of them fought theyâve already arrived at an intersection, with plenty of room to maneuver, the enemyâs strange Archery skill have an extreme advantage.
Their current distance is also perfect for him to attack.
Could it be this brat calculated this?
The old man could feel a chill coming up his spine.
âArchery for murderâ as Gu Qing Shan answered, his hands moved, suddenly increasing in speed, consecutively activated his Skill.
Shifting Flurry!
Shifting Flurry!
Shifting Flurry!
Three consecutive âShifting Flurryâ, numerous arrows turned into a deadly flower of shadow, completely surrounded the Grandmaster.
Even dealing with one âShifting Flurryâ already took everything he had, this time he could no longer get out unscathed.
Pssh pssh pssh pssh!
The sound of arrows hitting flesh isnât loud, but in the silence of night, it was heard clearly even from afar.
The Grandmasterâs body spurt out a shower of blood, he staggered, then finally fell down.
His whole body was riddled with arrows like a porcupine, the spirit energy on them went into his body and already extinguished his life force.
When the Grandmaster died, his eyes couldnât even close, in it you could almost see a sense of regret and unwillingness.
Nie Yun was completely stunned.
This is a Grandmaster, an existence that eclipsed Masters, a powerful existence that even awoke a Martial superpower.
Even a Supernaturalist would not easily offend a Grandmaster.
This is already the strongest fighting force of the Nie family, this time he was dispatched purely to get on Bai familyâs good side.
Fuck, why is this brat so strong.
Cold sweat soaked Nie Yunâs body.
Right now, preserving my own life is most important, when Bai family act itâll be the end of him.
After all, Bai family is still the biggest of the 9 Lords, not someone his family could compare to.
As he thought that, Nie Yun raised both his hands up, shouting: âIâm the eldest grandson of Nie family, I surrender, Gu Qing Shan you had better...â
Pew!
A single arrow flew, hitting his chest.
Nie Yun touched the arrow on his chest, staggered backward bit by bit, then fell on the ground.
Blood leaked out from both his wound, his mouth and nose.
Iâm going to die, Nie Yun suddenly realized.
His privileged life, immense fortune, bright future, is all leaving him at this very moment.
No, it canât be, why do I have to die!
Like a demon, he raised a harrowing scream: âGu Qing Shan! Youâre the same as me, you kill whoever you spite just because you have power, the more you kill the closer you are to death, I curse you! I curse you to receive the worst kind of torture before death, dying without a place to even bury your body!â
âIâm not like youâ Gu Qing Shan lowered his bow âmy whole life, Iâve killed and gotten revenge by killing too many times to count, but Iâve never used my power to look down on othersâ
Looking at all the corpses on the street, his face still remained unchanged.