World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 195 - 195 134 See Yan Nai'er!

195: 134: See Yan Nai’er!

Gui Qinshao’s transformation!

195: 134: See Yan Nai’er!

Gui Qinshao’s transformation!

The moonlight was strong at this time, and a regiment of cavalry charged into the camp like a sword, their bright armor and fierce horses showcasing their elite status.

The leader of the cavalry was a woman, clad in silver armor, majestic and haughty.

With her face obscured by a mask, no one could discern her features, but the eyes that were revealed were as cold as ice, bright as the stars.

At the moment of her arrival, nearly all gazes in the camp were fixed on her.

Even though her face was hidden, the chilling, star-like beauty of her eyes, and her chest, towering like a mountain, had everyone utterly enchanted.

She must be Yan Nai’er.

“That must be Miss Yan Shuang,” a young samurai archer said tremblingly, captivated by her beauty.

Suo Lun was taken aback, firstly because she hadn’t even shown her face, revealing only her eyes, and yet it was enough to mesmerize him so.

Secondly, why call her Yan Shuang instead of Yan Nai’er?

Had she changed her name after a heartbreak?

Suo Lun mostly knew of Yan Nai’er from his sister, Ning Bing, who had been deeply hurt by Suo Lun, so much that he was too embarrassed to mention this woman in his diary, clearly feeling deeply guilty.

The cavalry moved quickly into the camp and in the blink of an eye, entered their quarters.

“Unveil the mask, unveil the mask…” many people murmured softly.

Suo Lun too was eager for her to lift her mask, for he wanted to see whether this woman called Yan Shuang was truly Yan Nai’er.

However, she seemed to have no intention of fulfilling everyone’s wishes; after dismounting, she went straight into the central barrack without ever lifting her mask.

This barrack was the tallest, with the Silver Wolf Banner fluttering above it.

The beauty had entered the barrack, and though it was only a brief glimpse of her stunning eyes, without even a glimpse at her face, it was enough to enliven the young samurai present as if they’d been injected with chicken blood.

When Yan Nai’er appeared just now, a genius archer called Fen Mo didn’t make any noise, did not shout, and did not even crane his neck to watch.

But, Suo Lun could clearly feel that after Yan Nai’er entered the camp, Fen Mo glanced at him, his entire body exuding an intense will to fight, the kind that insisted on prevailing at all costs, destroying any god or Buddha in his path.

“Continue the archery competition!” the Archer Camp Leader announced loudly.

By now, both Fen Mo and Suo Lun had finished shooting, while the remaining seven, having witnessed their eye-catching performances, still had a dozen or so arrows to shoot.

Now that the beauty had disappeared, the competition went on.

However, it was clear that the remaining seven samurai archers were already distracted, either overwhelmed by the performances of Fen Mo and Suo Lun or stirred by the recent sighting of Yan Nai’er.

In any case, during the subsequent dozen arrows, many showed abnormal performances.

“Arrow off the bullseye, disqualified.”

“Disqualified!”

“Disqualified!”

“Disqualified!”

In the end, after the first round of twenty arrows, six out of these seven—each of them high-level samurai archers—had been disqualified.

This performance was not befitting of their skill level at all, which showed their minds were in complete disarray.

Only one remained, who had not yet missed, a level nine samurai archer.

However, as he was about to shoot the last arrow, he sighed, “Forget it, I don’t want to compete anymore.”

Then he casually released the arrow, missing the target by more than ten meters, thereby voluntarily eliminating himself from the competition.

It seemed that the genius performance from Fen Mo and Suo Lun had indeed shattered their confidence.

Now, the archery competition had officially ended, with Suo Lun and Fen Mo victorious, remaining with the Silver Wolf Legion.

Just as the Archer Camp Leader, Yuan Jie, was about to announce the result, Fen Mo suddenly stepped forward.

He asked Suo Lun, “What’s your name?”

“Lanling,” Suo Lun replied, the name he had registered with the Silver Wolf Legion.

Fen Mo said, “According to the rules of the Silver Wolf Legion, we have both won.

But there can only be one person at the summit.

In the future, only one of us can remain in the Silver Wolf Legion, and that will be me.”

Then, he swiftly drew his bow and notched an arrow, aiming at a target three hundred meters away.

Everyone was startled—what was he doing?

The archery had already ended.

After drawing his bow, Fen Mo took aim, holding it for a full three seconds.

Then he suddenly said, “Someone, blindfold me.”

His demand left everyone present utterly astounded—blindfolded archery?

How could that be possible?

At that moment, on the central building of the Silver Wolf Legion Camp, a pair of beautiful eyes appeared, looking towards the archery field.

Unquestionably, the owner of these eyes was Yan Nai’er.

“Quick, blindfold me.

Don’t waste time,” Fen Mo demanded.

Yuan Jie nodded, and a soldier stepped forward, covering Fen Mo’s eyes with a black cloth.

It was completely dark now, and besides the moonlight, only the torchlight illuminated the archery field, which was already a demanding lighting condition.

Yet Fen Mo had his eyes covered.

“Witness, what true divine archery is, what a real genius is,” Fen Mo said indifferently.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…”

Again, a chain of twenty shots, twenty Chain Arrows.

The black arrows formed a straight line in the air and shortly after, a flurry of impacts sounded.

All twenty arrows hit the bullseye.

The entire place was utterly silent, blindfolded and still shooting twenty Chain Arrows?

Was this the makings of a genius?

Such otherworldly skill left everyone in despair.

And the beautiful eyes watching from the building lit up with a star-like brilliance, clearly, even their owner was taken aback by Fen Mo’s stunning performance.