Chapter 276: Chapter 251 Arrow Kills True Body_1
If the opponent didn’t kill him with one strike, he still had a chance.
With a powerful push of his legs, he leapt into the air, dashing towards the distance, pushing the Void Steps technique to its limit.
At this moment, a turbulent wave rose in the middle-aged man’s heart, leaving him in a state of shock.
With a single encounter, he had managed to probe the true cultivation level of Lu Yan—it was at the Fourth-level Master.
But the fact that a Fourth-level Master could withstand one of his strikes, merely coughing up some blood without sustaining serious injuries, was simply unbelievable.
The gap between a Fourth-level Master and the True Body Realm was far too wide. On any regular day, he could kill such a character with a snap of his fingers.
"This terrifying Innate Martial Body and extraordinary supreme martial arts... Could this man be the unparalleled genius of the Mansion of King Ming?"
The middle-aged man’s thoughts raced, intensifying his killing intent.
But in the short time it took for him to have these thoughts, Lu Yan had already covered a distance of one kilometer.
"You think you can escape?"
The middle-aged man drove his legs forward and unleashed his True Vigor, chasing after Lu Yan.
However, he quickly realized that he actually couldn’t catch up to Lu Yan.
Even though Lu Yan was just a Grandmaster, he ran as if weightless, swift as a gust of wind. Sometimes, he didn’t even need to touch the ground to push off—he merely needed to step on a branch or a leaf to propel himself for hundreds of meters.
After a chase spanning more than ten miles, the distance between the two continued to widen.
"He must be the supreme genius of the Mansion of King Ming. It’s dangerous to chase an enemy to their last gasp. If by chance, any high-ranking expert from the Mansion of King Ming comes to his aid, we’ll be in big trouble."
After arriving at this thought, the middle-aged man paused, ceasing his pursuit.
"He stopped chasing me?"
Having sprinted another few miles and finding that the man was no longer after him, Lu Yan stopped. He settled on a large tree, took out a Martial Pill to consume, and began treating his injuries.
Though he hadn’t sustained serious injuries from that last strike, his arm muscles were damaged and needed immediate treatment.
Now, his recovery rate was far superior to that of ordinary people. As the energy from the Martial Pill dispersed within him and his Qi-blood circulated, his arm muscles rapidly recovered.
"He wounded me...it can’t end like this."
A cold glint flickered in Lu Yan’s eyes.
Being attacked and chased for over ten miles for no reason at all had left him seething with rage.
His speed was evidently faster, and this gave him enough confidence.
He was pondering over how best to retaliate.
Shortly after, Lu Yan had an idea.
Then, moving silently like a ghost, he began to backtrack the route.
By the time he returned to the battlefield, he had already lost track of his opponent.
Still, Lu Yan was not in a hurry. He began to carefully survey the surrounding area.
The opponent had not yet reached the realm of Lingkong Xudu, so he was bound to have left some traces behind.
Not too long after, Lu Yan spotted a broken branch, likely snapped when the man had stepped on it.
About hundred meters away from the broken branch, he spotted another small piece of broken twig.
Lu Yan ascertained that the man must have headed west.
He quickly followed suit.
Dozens of miles later.
"I see him."
A glint appeared in Lu Yan’s eyes.
He spotted the middle-aged man weaving through the forest.
Lu Yan was trailing behind him, so he remained unnoticed.
Taking cover behind the trees, Lu Yan followed silently.
Slowly, night fell.
The man leaped onto a large tree, seemingly intending to rest.
Lu Yan, too, settled on a large tree, his gaze fixed on the man.
Hours passed and everything remained quiet at the man’s end.
It was now deep into the night. Silently, Lu Yan slid down his tree, crawled on the ground, and relying on the cover of shrubs, stealthily moved closer.
Three miles, two miles, one mile, three hundred meters...
Soon, Lu Yan was only two hundred meters away from the man’s tree.
Thanks to his excellent vision, Lu Yan managed to discern that the middle-aged man was leaning against the tree, eyes closed, seemingly in meditation.
Lu Yan did not rush. He continued to wait.
As expected, after a while, the middle-aged man abruptly opened his eyes, scanning his surroundings. His vigilance was high.
After ensuring nothing was awry, the man resumed his meditation.
This went on for a few more hours.
The pacing at which the middle-aged man opened his eyes was less frequent, indicating his level of vigilance was dropping.
"Now’s the time."
Lu Yan prepared his bow and arrow, drew the bow tight and muscles bulging, continuously infused twenty-five currents of his Inner Strength into the arrow.
He was accumulating energy.
Over ten breaths later.
Whoosh!
Transforming into a spear of lightning, the arrow was shot out. Covering two hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
It was only when the arrow was about to hit the man, that an explosive sound broke out.
Regardless of how guarded and responsive the middle-aged man was, he was a step too slow.
At the critical moment, he had just enough time to unleash his True Vigor in defense.
Sss sss sss...
The arrow collided with the man’s True Vigor, a strident sound echoing out. It was only after a brief stalemate that the arrow managed to pierce through the man’s Protective True Vigor barrier, and lodged itself in his chest.
However, the defensive prowess of the True Body Realm was not to be underestimated. The arrow Lu Yan had shot with all his might had managed to penetrate only two inches before being stopped by the man’s muscles and bones.
The Inner Strength contained inside the arrow exploded within the man’s body. But the man’s True Vigor managed to suppress it, causing only a fist-sized bloody hole in his chest. A strand of energy managed to penetrate his heart, causing a small perforation.
The middle-aged man began to cough up blood, his face pale.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Naturally, Lu Yan knew how hard it was to kill a True Body Realm expert with just one arrow.
Hence, right after firing the first arrow with all his strength, he drew his bow once more and rapidly fired another five arrows.
Of course, these five arrows were released without being charged, only capable of giving off an eightfold clatter.
But their power was still formidable and startling.
Five arrows in the dead of night, tracing different paths, soared towards the middle-aged man.
"Seeking death."
The middle-aged man roared in anger, erupting with True Vigor, using continuous and cyclic palm strikes, creating gusts of palm wind, managing to deflect four arrows. However, the fifth arrow could not be blocked and hit his back, colliding fiercely with his protective True Vigor.
Beings in the True Body Realm, with life force far surpassing ordinary people, still had a significant gap compared to Martial Spirits.
Therefore, even though a heart injury was not fatal for him, it had a great impact, making it difficult to fully exert his strength, weakening his True Vigor, unable to block the arrows.
Thump!
The arrow pierced through his True Vigor, got embedded in the muscles of his back, blowing a blood hole in it.
With a surge of True Vigor, the arrow inside his body was forced out.
"Got you."
The middle-aged man coldly snarled, throwing himself furiously towards Lu Yan.
But Lu Yan activated his Void Steps, drifting to the side while releasing several arrows one after the other.
Ever since Lu Yan’s archery skills reached perfection, he always carried around fifty or sixty arrows with him whenever he stepped out.
Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam!
All were eightfold clattering arrows.
The middle-aged man swung his palms frantically, gusts of palm wind surged like he had laid down a defensive shield of palm strikes around him. This time, all the arrows were deflected.
However, Lu Yan’s gaze was cold and unwavering, his body continuously moving, shifting his position, and fired two more arrows.
The opponent could only continue to fend off the onslaught with his palms.
"With such a swing, let’s see how long you can persist. I will grind you to death."
Lu Yan pondered, proceeding to shoot two more arrows.
These two arrows, one strong and one weak, were meant to conserve Inner Strength. The middle-aged man didn’t know this and had to fend them off with all his might.
After several rounds of this.
The middle-aged man, despite his strength, was still injured in the heart. Straining his injuries while using all his might to swing his palms, he felt a severe pain in his chest and started to feel a little dizzy.
"The opponent wants to wear down my True Vigor, I can’t stay long. Go."
The middle-aged man turned to run.
But Lu Yan was clearly faster, trailing right behind him, drawing his bow and another arrow, his Inner Strength continuously pouring in, charging once again.
The opponent seemed to sense the danger, abruptly turned around to charge at Lu Yan, a spear suddenly appearing in his hand, thrown out at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan, like a phantom, sidestepped to dodge the spear and drifted to the side.
"A storing treasure, Sumi Mustard Seed Bag."
Lu Yan’s eyes brightened up, exceptionally thrilled.
The spear suddenly appeared, the opponent definitely had a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag.
An ordinary True Body Realm being with a Sumi Mustard Seed Bag, this guy was no ordinary being.
I can’t let him go.
Lu Yan continued to charge his attack.
The arrowhead was pointed unswervingly at the opponent, yet his body kept drifting, maintaining a certain distance from the opponent.
The middle-aged man, sensing fatal danger, yelled out, "Brother, it was a misunderstanding. It was my mistake to attack you during the day. I can compensate you."
But Lu Yan remained unmoved, continuing to charge his attack.
"Damn...damn..."
The middle-aged man roared inwardly, crazed with hatred, unleashing all his power, charging at Lu Yan.
Now he couldn’t possibly run. He was well aware that if he turned to run, leaving his back exposed to Lu Yan, it would be more dangerous. He had to fight desperately.
Lu Yan activated his Void Steps, extending the distance between them.
Thump!
The middle-aged man strained his heart injury and vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, turning paler.
Just at this moment...
Whoosh!
Lu Yan’s arrow shot out, aiming straight for the middle-aged man’s heart.
An arrow with a ninefold clatter was on its way in an instant.
The middle-aged man used all his strength to strike out with his palm, the gust of palm wind clashed against the arrow.
However, the middle-aged man was not in his prime and couldn’t block it. The arrow pierced through his palm wind, penetrated his palm, and hit him in the shoulder, where it was stopped by his bone.
Whoosh, whoosh...
Several more arrows were shot out, the middle-aged man, already heavily injured, couldn’t defend against them anymore. He could only narrowly avoid them hitting his heart, throat, brow, and other vital areas.
Thump!
One arrow pierced through the middle-aged man’s kneecap.
"Ah!"
The middle-aged man screamed in anguish and yelled out, "I’m from the Tianque Sect of Qizhou. I know a great secret..."
Thump!
An arrow penetrated the middle-aged man’s throat, silencing him abruptly. His eyes wide open in anger, he fell to the ground, motionless.
Just to be on the safe side, Lu Yan shot another arrow, piercing the man’s heart, shattering it.
A being in the True Body Realm is indeed strong. Even with the element of surprise, it still took so much effort. If it were a Martial Spirit in the True Body Realm, I would have no choice but to turn and flee, with absolutely no chance."
Lu Yan contemplated inwardly, reviewing the gains from this battle.
Without pausing his body movements, he swiftly stepped over to the middle-aged man and rummaged through his pockets. Apart from a few Martial Coupons, he didn’t find anything else.
"Where’s the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag?"
Lu Yan murmured, continuing the search and finally found a palm-sized bag in one of the man’s sleeves.
He wasn’t sure what material the bag was made of, it felt soft and cool to the touch.
This should be the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag, as there was nothing else.
He swiftly retreated, running for more than five hundred miles before stopping in an obscure place.
Once again, he took out the small bag to examine it.
He opened the mouth of the bag and looked inside, but the space inside seemed to be distorting, making it hard to see anything.
"How do I use it?"
Lu Yan was a bit perplexed.
