Ding Ling became aware.
His heart grew increasingly shocked.
Clang!
Bang bang bang!
Three consecutive clashes, each time Yu Canghai crossed weapons, he was pushed back several steps. By the time he finished clashing with the three arrows again, he had retreated to the lakeside. Here, Yu Canghai saw three more arrows coming at him from the void.
Previously, because he wasn't steady on his feet to confront the arrows, an imprudent move led to an arrow piercing his thigh. Now, enduring excruciating pain, he saw that the person hiding in the dark was shooting arrows endlessly, densely packed, with no weaknesses to exploit. He immediately realized that this must be an unparalleled master.
How could he dare to linger any longer?
He immediately gathered his inner strength and shouted loudly:
"Which hero is this? Why must you try to kill me? Can we sit down and talk first to resolve any misunderstandings?"
The voice was powerful and resonant, full of iron-blooded force.
