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Beast Reject City is located on the eastern side of Liuxiang Kingdom, adjacent to Beast Wasteland. A beast disaster occurs approximately every fifty years, prompting the royal construction of Beast Reject City, hence its name.
As the sun rises in the east, casting a slanting light, Xu Feng stops on a hill five miles outside the city, looking at Zhang Bao and Zhang Bei seriously. "If the information is correct, Li Yaoshi will pass by here soon. I've fought him before; the power of a cultivator is terrifying. In the past, we were no match for him, but now..." Xu Feng glances at the longbow in his hand and says, "I have a chance to fight back."
The brothers understand that today's battle is a matter of life and death, and they fall silent for a moment.
Xu Feng continues, "When the fight starts, you two should stay back. If I die, go to Hua Buyi and cause some chaos to get some money, then run as far as you can. You don't need to avenge me; you're not his match."
Zhang Bei suddenly draws the Emei dagger from his waist and says, "I'm not leaving. No one knows what other tricks that bastard has up his sleeve. If you can't kill him with one arrow, you'll be in trouble. When he comes, I'll go first; you stay back. With your archery skills, it would be easy for you to take his life." His tone is casual, but everyone knows that those who charge in first rarely come back.
Zhang Bao also plants his spear into the ground and says, "Let me go first; my martial arts are stronger, so I have a better chance of survival."
Xu Feng looks at his two brothers and understands that if they can't kill Li Yaoshi today, the Eastern Street Three Young Masters will become three corpses. It's not worth risking all three lives for this gamble, but seeing the determination in their eyes makes it clear that he can't force them to leave.
"Alright," Xu Feng says with a fierce expression. "I'll go first."
Li Yaoshi is thirty years old, with a handsome face and slender eyes that make him look no older than twenty. This youthful visage belongs to the living deity of Beast Reject City’s Herb Hall, revered like a god.
Li Yaoshi is a member of the immortal sect and visits Herb Hall on the third day of each month to deliver a list of medicinal herbs while collecting those ordered from the previous month. Although these herbs are not used in large quantities, they are high-quality medicines that are rare in Beast Reject City.
In return for these herbs, Herb Hall receives an equivalent number of Body Refining Pills. These pills are considered elixirs in Beast Reject City and are expensive; ordinary people cannot even buy them or see them. Even Xu Feng, as the leader of the Eastern Street Three Young Masters, can only afford three pills—each costing half a year's earnings for three mercenaries. The reward is that their cultivation levels soar close to peak mastery.
Today, Li Yaoshi is heading back to his sect. He prefers to leave in the morning and enjoys the gazes of people from Beast Reject City as they send him off.
In the distance, a figure stands on a hillside watching him. Li Yaoshi does not stop and continues on his path; he recognizes this person as one of the Eastern Street Three Young Masters whom he had once defeated into submission over ten years ago. To him, it doesn't matter how few there are on East Street; they all look like ants.
A few mere mortals, even if they encounter fellow loose cultivators, would still show some respect as long as he reveals the emblem of the Sect.
That reckless mortal had already charged at him with a spear raised high. The rapidly advancing spear tip glimmered with a cold light; this kind of spear technique could be considered top-tier among martial artists.
The spear arrived. Li Yaoshi waved his hand. A person flew.
Zhang Bao, along with his spear, was struck and sent flying by an immense force, soaring high into the air and crashing down hard, just like Xu Feng.
Li Yaoshi brushed off the dust from his clothes as if shaking off the debris stirred up by the spear.
Just as he let out a disdainful snort, a Wolf Fang Arrow had already reached him. The arrow was too fast, and Li Yaoshi instinctively dodged to the side.
With a thud, the large arrow struck him, embedding itself firmly in his chest without passing through.
Li Yaoshi stared incredulously at the large arrow in his chest; it had actually pierced through his protective talisman! Such low-level talismans were considered trash in Modern Clerk, but they were sufficient to block mortal weapons. Yet this arrow had managed to penetrate.
With a roar, Li Yaoshi sent dust flying around him as if blown by the wind.
With a snap, Li Yaoshi broke the large arrow in his chest, leaving only the arrowhead embedded in his flesh. He then made several gestures that Xu Feng could not understand. With a tremor throughout his body, the arrowhead popped out of his chest with a loud crack and flew out several feet away.
Two figures slowly emerged from behind the mountain. Xu Feng calmly said, “I’ll hold him off; you take Zhang Bao away.” Zhang Bei nodded in response, and the two immediately separated.
Li Yaoshi watched as the two mortals moved calmly before him and even managed to injure him. Enraged, he shouted, “You three will all die; no one can save you!”
“Enough chatter,” Xu Feng shot another arrow. At this moment, the two were already a hundred meters apart, but the large arrow was upon them in an instant.
Li Yaoshi knew the danger and did not dare to be careless, but he did not retreat either. He drew his long sword and struck forward. With a loud bang, the large arrow was split in two, and Li Yaoshi was knocked back two steps.
"Impossible," Li Yaoshi felt a bit frightened. This was clearly a mortal's arrow, without any magical power; how could it possess such great force?
"Damn," Xu Feng also cursed under his breath. Cultivators were indeed impressive; they could even take that hit. According to Xu Feng's calculations, even a top expert like Zhou Laoyezi would have to dodge such an arrow; there was no way to confront it head-on.
The two exchanged glances, both rapidly thinking of countermeasures. Xu Feng's Arrow Force had already alerted Li Yaoshi to the impending danger. Looking at the young man he had once sent flying, Li Yaoshi began to feel uneasy. How could I not be able to kill a mere mortal with a single palm strike? Could it be...
Xu Feng adjusted the quiver on his back to draw arrows more quickly. He anticipated his opponent's strength, and this arrow had enough power to take his life. What he feared most was that Li Yaoshi might have other means; this time, he absolutely could not let him strike first. If he could block my arrow, I certainly couldn't block his sword.
The distance between them continued to close—80 meters, 70 meters... The closer they got, the more unfavorable it became for Xu Feng.
Zhang Bei had already circled behind Li Yaoshi, just under 0 meters away from the fallen Zhang Bao. Li Yaoshi saw this but ignored it completely; he understood that among the three, only Xu Feng, who had survived one of his palm strikes, posed any threat.
"Kill!" Li Yaoshi struck first, his long sword swirling with light as he charged forward. Xu Feng now witnessed the speed of a cultivator; the 70-meter distance was crossed in an instant, and Li Yaoshi advanced in a zigzag pattern to make it harder for Xu Feng to shoot.
Just as Li Yaoshi approached within 0 meters, Xu Feng released his arrow. Clang! The arrow was deflected again, causing Li Yaoshi to momentarily halt while Xu Feng retreated to create distance and simultaneously shot two arrows in quick succession.
This time, Li Yaoshi did not attempt to confront them head-on; he swiftly dodged and narrowly avoided Xu Feng's two arrows. Xu Feng's retreating speed clearly could not match Li Yaoshi's advancing pace, and the distance between them closed once more.
Suddenly, Li Yaoshi flicked his wrist and swept out with his sword, unleashing a wave of White Mist-like sword energy that surged toward Xu Feng. At a distance of less than 0 meters, everything in the path of the sword light was flattened.
Seeing the sword light move towards him, Xu Feng realized it was bad news. A top expert already possessed the ability to kill with sword energy; let alone a cultivator. He hadn't expected such a long distance would allow for a sword strike. He leaped behind a large rock just in time as it shattered with a loud crash.
Li Yaoshi formed a sword gesture and was about to swing again when a cold gleam shot toward him. Without thinking twice, he raised his sword defensively; with a clang, his long sword was knocked high into the air. Before he could retract it, another icy arrowhead was already aimed at his chest.
Li Yaoshi had no choice but to retreat. At the same time, he curved his left hand and managed to grab the arrow, but the force was too strong, and he was propelled backward by the tremendous power.
This was Xu Feng's first time using a volley of arrows, one after another, catching people off guard.
"This is the moment I've been waiting for." Xu Feng's eyes shone brightly as he simultaneously nocked the last three large arrows. With a hum, the three arrows flew out, targeting the head, throat, and chest.
At this moment, Li Yaoshi was in midair. Although the force of the arrow had dissipated, he was still being carried away. He extended his sword horizontally and formed a "十" shape in the air just as the three large arrows came at him. Li Yaoshi pulled back his left hand to catch the arrow aimed at his chest, but there was no time to return his sword with his right hand; he could only pull back the hilt to block the arrow aimed at his head.
With nowhere to brace himself in midair, Li Yaoshi could not evade the middle arrow. It pierced through his throat, hitting a vital spot. His body, still suspended in the air, floated upward again as his hands fell helplessly to his sides. This time, he perfectly formed a "十" shape until he crashed heavily to the ground, transforming from a cross shape into a "大" shape.
Li Yaoshi's eyes widened as he gazed at the familiar sky, unwilling to close them for a long time.
Everything happened too quickly; from Li Yaoshi's movement to the final arrow piercing his throat, it all occurred in an instant.
The morning sun began to warm up, but Xu Feng felt a chill run down his spine. His entire back was soaked with sweat. These were the last three arrows; if Li Yaoshi did not die, even if there were more arrows left, there would be no chance to shoot again. The only ones hiding here were Xu Feng and his beloved brother.
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