The Mighty Dragon Warrior

“Old Hunter, who asked you to meddle?!”

“Ha! If it wasn’t for Old Hunter meddling, you would have ruined Hunter’s Association’s reputation!” A deep and husky voice called out, followed by two men walking toward Flint.

The man who spoke was a thirty-ish year-old man, and beside him was a middle-aged man with strangely long arms, a bow in his left hand and arrows in a barrel strapped to his back.

“I don’t think our association’s reputation was saved with Old Hunter’s meddling!” Flint pouted.

The younger man gave him a look and shook his head. Then, he turned to look at Jacob Lynch and said, “Mr. Lynch, we are very glad that you are here, but we would like to remind you that there are some rules you should keep.”

Jacob glanced at the broken arrows on the ground and then raised his head with a frosty look in his eyes.

“You better get out of here when I’m still being nice!” He spat.

“So full of yourself!”

see the older man with a heavy expression on his face. His arm moved, and a foot-long arrow appeared in his hand. The man was full of murderous

and gently advised the old man with

saw the ashy pale face of his

put your bow down.” Jacob frostily threatened as he rose up

smile, and

and broke the arrow into bits with one punch. With a burst of energy,

pointed his right hand with two fingers out and let out a burst

the attack. There was a hiss as the man’s Qi came in contact with the ground

and took four thin arrows out from his barrel in the wave of an arm. His face was full of vicious intent as he loaded his bow. The quiver trembled as he pulled it. He

exploded in anger as

the moment he saw him take out those arrows. He directed his shadows

next moment, the air got dense with killing intent, and there were waves of Qi rolling through