Li Xian’s brilliance shone brightly, undisguised. He swiftly pursued his target. With his Heavy Pupils, his vision was exceptionally sharp, and although the snow tiger excelled at concealnt, it was difficult to escape his observation.
He soon reached a vast mountain wilderness. The surroundings were covered in white snow, fairly open. Wang Dezhong was crawling through the snow, quietly moving towards the southeast.
He had agreed to a contest of hunting skills, purely to test archery prowess. Wang Dezhong had high expectations, knowing that ten wild beasts could not compare to one snow beast. Thus, he prioritized hunting the snow beast. After half a day of searching, he finally found a snow tiger.
He saw the tiger, exuding dignity, its eyes revealing cunning. Its intelligence was formidable, and he was eager to kill it, shooting secretly. Unexpectedly, although his archery was superb, he underestimated the snow beast’s resilience. An arrow struck, yet it was neither painful nor itchy.
The snow tiger imdiately hid away.
Wang Dezhong had a hard ti finding the snow tiger’s trail again, knowing it was resting in the snow to the southeast. He secretly felt excited, "If I can hunt this tiger, I will be second to none, perhaps even surpassing many others!"
He calculated the distance, "The snow tiger’s skin is thick and its flesh dense. The snow fur is tenacious and sleek, capable of absorbing force and offering protection. Its vitality is extrely strong. Using only archery, it’s not easy to shoot and kill it. Previously, I was nine hundred zhang away, unable to kill it. Now I am closer, only three hundred zhang away. I must kill it with one arrow!"
Wang Dezhong crawled closer until within three hundred zhang. He then nocked an arrow, aid, and shot. The Arrow Montum was fierce, and he expected to kill with one shot. Suddenly, he saw an arrow from a distance precisely knocking his bow and arrow down.
Wang Dezhong was startled and looked in the direction the arrow ca from, seeing two li away, on a slightly elevated slope, a person holding a red bow with a golden string, looking this way.
Wang Dezhong was taken aback, "From two li away, shot down my flying arrow? This archery... is beyond belief!! Or is there so other trick?" He focused, noticing that Li Xian wore a mask, obscuring his face. But his stature was tall, standing proudly in the snow, hair flowing in the wind, not to be underestimated.
"If you wish to compete in archery, very well, I will accompany you, and let’s see who among us can kill the snow tiger first!" Wang Dezhong was not one to admit defeat, nocking another arrow towards the snow tiger. This ti he was utterly confident, his archery stronger by several folds.
"Plop" went the sound.
No surprise, this arrow was again struck down in mid-air. The White-faced Red Bow archer, shooting afterward, from several li away, knocked his flying arrow down.
Wang Dezhong suddenly felt a chill across his body, the wind and snow blowing into his heart. Even if using Inner Qi, it’s extrely difficult to achieve this. And the arrow contained no Inner Qi, the mysterious archer purely shot it down with archery skills.
He turned around and saw the figure standing still, raising his index finger as a signal to allow another arrow. Wang Dezhong gritted his teeth, unwilling to believe anyone’s archery could be so exquisite, not allowing himself to be challenged. He imdiately nocked another arrow to shoot, infusing his lifeti’s archery skills into it.
The arrow body spun and twisted upon release, darting left and right, swift and bizarre. Wang Dezhong turned back to observe.
The White-faced Red Bow archer drew the bowstring slowly. The string full as the moon, releasing it seed simple and unadorned, yet carried a wholly different aning. A wooden arrow followed, again striking down Wang Dezhong’s flying arrow.
Wang Dezhong trembled all over, confused, shocked, defeated, terrified... suddenly feeling his own archery was laughably naive, making him feel ashad, his spirit crushed, and he even briefly entertained the foolish idea of abandoning his bow and fleeing.
Li Xian saw Wang Dezhong no longer contending, once more drawing the bow from several li away, killing the snow tiger with one arrow. Wang Dezhong watched the arrow trace a beautiful arc, precisely hitting and killing the snow tiger, finding it hard to snap out of the remaining aftertaste.
Li Xian approached, shouldering the snow tiger and leaving. Wang Dezhong stood frozen, watching him go. Several tis he opened his mouth to speak, but the words never ca, leaving only astonishnt.
Since childhood, he had exceptional talent, quickly mastering martial arts and other studies, often surpassing his peers by several ranks. Yet now, for the first ti, he felt the existence of a "natural chasm."
Unfathomable!
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