Chapter 47

Xu Jingming held a long spear and sprinted at full speed, his eyes fixed on the group of five enemies, especially the marksman 'Teng Ya'.

"The marksman's arrows, although capable of exceeding the speed of sound, can be completely avoided by me if they are shot from more than twenty meters away." Xu Jingming was very confident in his agility and reaction speed. In fact, the greatest threat posed by a marksman is a surprise attack, coordinating with the opponent to release arrows.

The threat of a straightforward arrow attack is significantly reduced.

Unless it's the first-rate marksman of Xia Country, 'Zhou Yi', who can shoot down an opponent's team of five in a frontal assault.

But clearly, this Teng Ya... still has a significant gap from being the top marksman of Xia Country.

"Senior Brother, as long as we get close, I have confidence in assassinating the marksman." Dai Xiaqing, holding dual knives and wearing a soft leather armor, could move even faster than Xu Jingming! However, due to her weaker overall protection, she had to let Xu Jingming lead the charge while she followed behind.

"I will create the opportunity." Xu Jingming was about to charge forward.

Suddenly,

Zheng Balong and Lei Wenqing remained in their positions, while the marksman Teng Ya, along with Cheng Zihao and bodyguard Ah Yong, began to retreat, increasing the distance.

"Whoosh." While retreating, the marksman Teng Ya suddenly shot an arrow without any warning.

The arrow tore through the air, fast as a phantom, aiming to fly past Xu Jingming and hit Dai Xiaqing.

Xu Jingming blocked with his spear, deflecting the arrow.

"This marksman is maintaining the distance, trying to kite us." Dai Xiaqing said over the team voice chat.

"Follow the original plan." Xu Jingming sprinted at full speed.

"Xu Jingming, it's been a while since we've had a go at each other." Zheng Balong laughed, holding a pair of large axes and wearing light armor. In fact, he usually wore heavy armor, but considering Xu Jingming and Dai Xiaqing's speed, he chose light armor for this battle.

"Zheng Balong!" Xu Jingming stared at the opponent, his spear becoming a blur as he charged forward.

Although the opponent was a martial arts master, Xu Jingming had no respect for him; he disliked this person's character.

During the World Martial Arts Competition, this person went to any lengths to win, using very dirty tactics! Another martial arts master, 'Chang Qingpeng', was kicked in the groin during the semi-finals, causing him to faint on the spot even with a protective cup. Later, Chang Qingpeng retired.

The World Martial Arts Competition is indeed brutal, but a martial arts master with a conscience generally wouldn't deliberately 'ruin someone's future' or 'cause disability.' However, there are still some ruthless individuals. Xu Jingming himself was hit by a shield on the knee, breaking his leg and ruining his future.

Zheng Balong, who dealt such a harsh blow to his compatriot 'Chang Qingpeng' from Xia Country, also faced widespread criticism domestically. However, Zheng Balong publicly explained that he aimed for the abdomen, but due to the movement during the fight, his foot landed on the opponent's crotch, purely by accident.

Without solid evidence, the matter was left unresolved.

But as an insider, Xu Jingming knew early on that this senior was 'ruthless.'

"Boom."

Zheng Balong took the initiative, swinging his large axes, which seemed like two massive doors pressing down.

Xu Jingming immediately felt immense pressure.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

From a distance, the marksman Teng Ya suddenly fired a series of arrows, releasing five arrows in an instant, each as fast as a phantom, aimed at Li Miaomiao, who was near the ancient city wall.

"What?" Li Miaomiao panicked. Although she was nearly 150 meters away from the marksman and practiced the most flexible 'Phantom Cat Evolution Technique,' she had ample time to dodge.

But the five supersonic arrows, one after another, made it difficult for Li Miaomiao to avoid them. She dodged the first arrow and felt the second one was very close.

She continuously dodged, barely managing to avoid all five arrows.

"Fortunately, I've been practicing my agility this month. I am Li Miaomiao, after all." Just as Li Miaomiao was celebrating, she noticed a terrifying arrow approaching.

"Is there a sixth arrow?" Li Miaomiao had no time to react, as the last mysterious sixth arrow was only ten meters away when she noticed it. The arrow pierced her thigh, and she staggered backward, falling to the ground. A large blood hole appeared in her thigh.

"From a distance of 150 meters, even a straightforward arrow can hit me, who practices the 'Phantom Cat Evolution Technique'?" Li Miaomiao, still in high spirits, switched her voice to be heard only by the audience, "Truly worthy of being one of the top ten marksmen of Xia Country, Teng Ya. Did everyone see what happened just now? How did the sixth arrow appear in front of me when I only saw five arrows?"

On the other side,

The marksman Teng Ya smiled smugly and said to the excited Cheng Zihao, "Boss, the first target is down. She is heavily injured and can't run away. Boss, go and finish her off."

"Truly worthy of a marksman, impressive!" Cheng Zihao was excited, "I'll take care of it."

"Ah Yong, let's go."

Cheng Zihao, along with bodyguard Ah Yong, quickly rushed toward Li Miaomiao.

...

Xu Jingming was also in a difficult situation. Zheng Balong's pair of large axes were like a surging undercurrent, overwhelming him, making it hard for him to break free.

Lei Wenqing, holding dual knives and practicing the Shadow Leopard Evolution Technique, was not much slower than Dai Xiaqing. He and Dai Xiaqing engaged in combat, focusing on defense to avoid mistakes.

The marksman Teng Ya was also watching closely, ready to shoot at any moment.

"Miaomiao." Xu Jingming saw Cheng Zihao and his team rushing toward the fallen Li Miaomiao, his eyes turning red.

"No time to waste."

Xu Jingming burst into speed, taking only two steps to charge forward.

Zheng Balong, who practiced the Giant Bear Evolution Technique, was momentarily slower, even with light armor, unable to keep up with Xu Jingming's speed.

"How dare you turn your back on me!" Zheng Balong instantly dropped his large axes, his hands moving like a blur, grabbing two throwing axes from his waist and hurling them at Xu Jingming.

"Thud."

Xu Jingming, who had been prepared to face Zheng Balong, instantly changed direction while charging forward.

One of the throwing axes grazed past Xu Jingming, while the other flew past his waist, tearing a crack and causing blood to seep through the armor.

"Get out of my way." Xu Jingming, enduring the pain in his waist, charged straight at Lei Wenqing.

"Oh no." Lei Wenqing, frightened, quickly retreated. He dared not face both Xu Jingming and Dai Xiaqing at the same time.

As he retreated, Xu Jingming continued his charge.

Whoosh.

Dai Xiaqing immediately rushed toward the marksman Teng Ya.

"Clang, clang, clang." Xu Jingming's spear thrusts came one after another, and Lei Wenqing struggled to defend with his dual knives, unable to stop Dai Xiaqing from leaving.

"Teng Ya, you deal with Dai Xiaqing one-on-one." Zheng Balong instructed over the team voice chat, "Lei and I will team up to severely injure Xu Jingming first, then come to your aid."

Zheng Balong was very clear.

With Dai Xiaqing's speed, Lei Wenqing, who was delayed for a moment, could not catch up with her.

"Not good."

Li Miaomiao, sitting on the ground, watched the battle unfold. Xu Jingming, injured in the waist, had to face the combined attack of two powerful enemies.

"Boss, I'll protect you." Xiao Zeng had already rushed to Li Miaomiao's side, while Kong Jie was still far away, rushing to catch up.

"You are the weakest in the entire field." Li Miaomiao sighed, "Help me up."

"Okay." Xiao Zeng immediately helped Li Miaomiao to her feet.

Li Miaomiao, holding onto Xiao Zeng's shoulder with one hand and a sword in the other, stood on one leg, coldly staring at the approaching Cheng Zihao and Ah Yong.

"Li Miaomiao, long time no see." Cheng Zihao laughed as he charged forward.

Li Miaomiao's eyes were cold.

Jingming couldn't come to her aid now; she could only rely on herself, on the sword in her hand!