High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 173

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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.

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