High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery
Chapter 173 - 172: Just in Time! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 173: Chapter 172: Just in Time! (Please Subscribe)

In the wilderness, the groups led by Huang Hanquan and Jiang Xiong were staring firmly at the figure hundreds of meters away, while keeping an eye on each other.

"Jiang Xiong, let’s wait until we get closer before we make a move. Otherwise, if we miss, it’ll be hard to kill him again." Huang Hanquan reminded.

Jiang Xiong let out a cold laugh in his heart.

This Huang Hanquan really treats me like a fool.

Saying this on purpose to stall me, waiting for fewer people around, then immediately opening fire.

But on the surface, he still nodded and said, "You are right. To ensure nothing goes wrong, I think we should wait until the distance reduces to 500 meters before taking action. Even if he notices, it will be too late to react."

"Alright, 500 meters it is. Without closing in to 500 meters, no one is allowed to open fire." Huang Hanquan said: "Otherwise, if the operation fails, it’s the fault of the one who fires first."

"No problem."

Jiang Xiong readily agreed.

On the surface, the atmosphere seemed harmonious, but both knew that this agreement was meaningless for anyone who trusted in it.

In the front, faintly visible was the man’s silhouette, and occasionally there was the sound of beasts roaring from deep within.

Jiang Xiong squinted his eyes. Normally, even a powerful Martial Artist wouldn’t dare to venture deep alone.

This man sure has guts?

"Last time you escaped, but this time, not even the King of Heaven can save you."

A vicious gleam flashed in his eyes. He suddenly sprang into action, closing the distance to 600 or 700 meters in just an instant, then pulling the trigger.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The 30mm machine gun in his hand issued a muffled roar, the muzzle blasting out flames, nearly a hundred bullets the length of a forearm, flying forward at speeds of a thousand meters per second.

At the same moment he moved, those around him, including Huang Hanquan who wasn’t far away, also opened fire.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The muffled machine gun sounds echoed in the sky, the huge disturbance seemingly quieting the entire wilderness.

Just over ten seconds later, a hundred bullets had all been fired, the spent shells scattered all over.

But there was no time for them to consider these details or reload, they impatiently ran toward the figure they had been aiming at.

Without a doubt, under such firepower, even a high-level Fierce Beast would be torn to pieces; if it were a human, they would likely be shattered into fragments.

So they hurriedly rushed to seize the body fragments.

The more pieces someone grabbed, the more credit they would claim upon return.

However, upon arriving at the scene and seeing the undisturbed wild grass, their faces showed confusion.

Where is the body fragments?

How come there’s nothing?

Not only are there no fragments, but there’s no sign of blood either?

Jiang Xiong and Huang Hanquan exchanged a look, simultaneously thinking, could it be we missed?

But how is that possible?

With bullets’ initial speed above a thousand meters per second, 600 meters is just a fraction of a second, and seven machine guns firing simultaneously in a sneak attack — how could they miss?

"Jiang..."

Someone was about to speak.

"Bang!"

A sudden sound of explosion was heard in the distance.

"?"

Everyone turned to look at the direction of the sound.

In that moment,

Three nearly two-meter-long arrows, screaming through the air, arrived instantly.

"Whizz!"

A crisp sound was heard.

The body of the three people, under the thousand-pound draw strength of the bow, was pierced as easily as though made of paper.

The arrows left fist-sized blood holes in their chests.

The arrows’ immense kinetic energy caused their bodies to fly several meters high, like kites with broken strings, soaring away.

Jiang Xiong was one of them.

With the strong Life Force of a powerful Martial Artist, he retained some consciousness.

Looking at the blood hole in his chest, his eyes filled with deep shock and bewilderment.

Wh... what happened? Why is there a blood hole in my chest?

The chest pain flooded him like waves, reminding him that this was not an illusion, it was all real.

"No?"

Suddenly remembering something, he looked in the direction he wanted to see before.

He saw, eight or nine hundred meters away, a masked figure drawing a bow, aiming at the bottom.

"Is? Is it him?!!"

Jiang Xiong’s eyes bulged wide, as if ready to pop out the next moment.

Could it be this masked guy who shot me with arrows? That’s why there’s a blood hole in my chest?

The pain in his chest suddenly lessened, and his consciousness began to blur.

Why, why is it like this!

He roared in his heart unwillingly, he is a powerful Martial Artist! How could he die here indiscriminately without even knowing the killer’s face?

But everything before him gradually turned dark, eventually falling into nothingness.

"Run!"

In the wilderness, Huang Hanquan screamed.

Panic-stricken, he saw only a vague figure, his instincts told him he had to run, staying here meant certain death.

Hearing his words, the remaining three instinctively ran wildly in different directions.

One of them, running while trying to load a row of bullets into the machine gun, seemingly intending to counterattack.

In the next second!

He let out a scream, his entire body like being hit by a truck, lifted off the ground, losing his life even before landing.

Huang Hanquan glanced back, this time he saw clearly.

It was an arrow!

Those killing Jiang Xiong’s men were arrows!

Recalling the fleeting figure he saw before, cold sweat broke out on his back, could that man shooting arrows be the same one they were tracking and planning to kill?

So, their seven machine guns all missed?

"Ah!"

A scream echoed, indicating someone else was shot, but Huang Hanquan and the remaining person didn’t dare to look back.

In their minds only one voice, run! Run fast!

Huang Hanquan had already discarded his machine gun, if possible he’d even unload the rows of bullets to lighten the load, but there was no time.

His Power rapidly draining, he sprinted desperately towards the direction they came.

Even Jiang Xiong was killed with one arrow.

He didn’t believe he was much stronger than him.

As long as he could run back to the crowd, he would live!

Just then, his body jerked sharply, agony surged all over him, then he pitched forward.

"Cough."

He coughed out a mouthful of blood, the pain in his chest felt like it would tear him apart.

"I, I got hit by an arrow?"

A thought popped in his mind, momentary fear mixed with a bit of hope, he looked at his chest.

The sight chilled him to the bone.

Blood was gushing from the hole in his chest.

"Impossible! How is this possible?"

Huang Hanquan’s face showed extreme terror.

Running at full speed and using inner strength, he was reaching a speed close to a thousand meters per second! How could he still be hit?

"Thump."

He fell heavily on the ground, blood soon soaked the wild grass red.

"That, that guy..."

His lips moved, comprehending everything.

An Entry Force Martial Artist, carrying a bow, daring to venture deep into the wilderness alone, couldn’t be simple.

Perhaps he knew all along that they were trailing behind.

Regret engulfed him...

A dark void swallowed his vision, his hands dropped lifelessly.

Seconds later, the sound of footsteps rustled nearby.

"The last one."

Chen Fan walked over, looking expressionless at the corpse.

Without turning back, he knew someone was following him. With his speed, losing them was easy, but it was pointless because they wouldn’t give up until killed.

Coincidentally, just as he decided to strike, they assaulted first.

His strong Spiritual Power warning him as they fired, allowing him to evade.

"Seven men, seven machine guns, worth quite a bit of money?"

Chen Fan thought.

Even 20mm machine guns cost over 200,000 yuan, seven cost 1.4 million, equivalent to 70 top-grade Qi Blood Pills.

At 12,000 Potential Points per pill, that’s 840,000 Potential Points, could he afford not to want it?

If they had other good stuff...

As Chen Fan intended to search, the ground suddenly started shaking, a sense of danger sprouted, he turned to the northwest.

There, over a kilometer away, a bear-shaped Fierce Beast, five or six meters long, three or four meters tall, was charging at nearly the speed of sound.

Violent Bear, high-level Fierce Beast.

Covered in pitch black hardened skin like steel, able to withstand even 30mm machine gun rounds. Unless hit by multiple guns, it’s hard to kill.

Its four legs, each two to three meters thick, leaving deep craters with every step.

Its wide open maw could swallow a truck’s front end, teeth razor-sharp, especially the four canine teeth, over one meter long, easily piercing steel plates.

"Did the gunfire attract it?"

Chen Fan squinted his eyes.

Remembering the guild leader’s words, machine gun power could seriously injure or kill high-level Fierce Beasts, but it’s a double-edged sword, the sound easily attracts nearby high-level Fierce Beasts.

Thus, after firing, quick withdrawal was advised, lest trapped.

For him, it was perfect timing!

Instantly, he drew his bow fully, aiming at the Violent Bear’s head.

As their distance closed below 500 meters, with the Violent Bear charging swiftly,

"Boom!"

A loud bang resonated in the air.

The arrow flew faster than a thousand meters per second, powerful kinetic energy, combined with the Tier Two Alloy arrowhead, like a hot knife through butter, penetrating the steel-like hide, piercing the skull, exiting the body, stopping nearly 100 meters away.

The charging Violent Bear screamed in anguish, lost balance, like a heavy truck, crashing down, its massive body skidding forward under inertia, plowing a nearly one-meter deep rut.

High-level Fierce Beast, killed with one arrow!