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Chapter 191: Chapter 187: Establishing Prestige

Gongye Yan, overcome with excitement, heard the cheers of the crowd and knew he was on the right path.

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?

the audience. They caught a glimpse

first, they thought it might be an illusion, but as it turned out, it was Yuan

fear. Faced with

you guard against an arrow you can’t even see, moreover, an

warrior with number two was nowhere to be

and started

are you

using a bow. You’re relying on your body. Of course you deserve to be

and calls mixed together, leaving the warriors holding their queuing

ones among them. They walked up to the steward in charge of queuing numbers and asked, “Can we

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

Yuan Zhun took to his Falling Star bow once again, too impatient to even listen to the introductions. His eyes

you’re safe? What do you think

and a red spiritual flame attached to the arrow. This arrow was

heavy-armored challenger. A red flash arrived in an instant, hitting the martial artist and instantly ignited

Help

his desperate rolling on the ground begging for help, the flame showed no signs

to move. Just one arrow, and a heavily armored martial artist died under

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

had no expression on his face, his voice echoed throughout the

looked at the charred corpse on the stage, looked at each other, and many people threw away their number plates and ran away like

important? Of course it’s important, but

Zhun while he was catching his breath. However, they were all killed by the furious Yuan Zhun, one arrow

of these martial artists on the mat on the side of the

bow still had that indifferent expression, urging in