Chapter 17

The young boy's face showed surprise; this was just a child, yet he could easily deflect his iron arrow, which was truly unbelievable!

One must know that with a single shake of his arms, he could lift five or six bronze tripods, and his thick iron arrows could pierce stone and split metal. Such immense strength was far beyond what an ordinary person could withstand, enough to kill a dragon-horned elephant.

The people of the Beicun were shocked. No one knew better than they how terrifying Beifeng was, with his extraordinary talent and astonishing divine strength, which was extremely rare. How could a child possibly deflect his iron arrow?!

"Looking for death!" Beifeng lightly scolded, his eyes emitting a burst of light like two bolts of lightning. He took a deep breath, drew his large bow, and shot arrows in succession.

"Whoosh," "Whoosh"...

The iron arrows sliced through the sky, whistling like the ghostly sounds of the netherworld. The thick arrow shafts emitted a chilling metallic cold light, flying at an incredible speed, terrifying to behold.

Beifeng continuously drew his bow, shooting eight iron arrows in quick succession. Each arrow was extremely terrifying, aiming directly at the vital points of the little boy!

Shi Hao, like a nimble monkey, stretched out his limbs, moving naturally and swiftly, dodging five arrows. Then, with both hands, he slapped away the other three iron arrows, which deeply embedded themselves into the mountain rocks, making a clanging sound.

This performance was shocking!

Even the people of Shicun were stunned. Shi Hao's performance exceeded their expectations. At such a young age, he could do this, giving a very unreal feeling.

Beifeng lightly scolded, madly drawing his bow. The iron arrows rained down like a storm, one after another, piercing through the forest.

Although Shi Hao was very young, his speed was extremely fast. Like a leaping tiger or a soaring dragon, he dodged the arrows. At the same time, he slapped the arrow shafts with his hands, making a clanging sound, deflecting many iron arrows.

His agility did not seem like that of a child. In an instant, he dashed dozens of meters, almost reaching close by, moving like a young golden-winged great roc, already displaying an extraordinary aura.

"Bang!"

The arrows rained down like a storm, becoming increasingly dense. The little boy shouted, kicking up a thousand-pound boulder in mid-air, which crashed toward the cold-faced young Beifeng.

"How can a child have such strength? He's not even four years old."

People were stunned, finding this truly astonishing. Only a few people vaguely saw that when Shi Hao used his immense strength, there was a flash of runes, but it was too quick.

The thousand-pound boulder flew through the air, crashing down.

Beifeng's eyes turned cold, and he stopped shooting arrows. He swung his large bow, which was taller than half a person, and struck the boulder with great force. With a loud "bang," the heavy boulder instantly shattered, scattering in all directions!

Shi Hao seized the opportunity and pounced forward, angrily saying, "Why are you so tyrannical, trying to kill Uncle Afu and抢夺我们赖以生存的猎物？"

Beifeng let out a cold snort, discarded the large bow, and took a dark red spear made of blood-patterned iron into his hands, holding it with both hands and thrusting it forcefully toward the little boy's chest.

At that moment, Shi Hao was in mid-air, making it very difficult to dodge. The people of Shicun were almost on the verge of a heart attack, all hating Beifeng for his ruthless attack.

"Clang"

A metallic tremor echoed. Shi Hao's eyes were clear, and his right hand moved in a graceful arc, emitting a clear light. With a "clang," he cut the spear in two, but his tender little hand remained unharmed.

This result left everyone speechless. Shi Hao, at such a young age, could stand up to the powerful Beifeng without falling behind, rushing from a great distance to close range, displaying a strong presence.

"Whistle..."

Beifeng suddenly threw the broken spear, aiming it at the little boy's right eye, a decisive and fierce move, extremely dangerous at such close range.

Shi Hao tilted his head to dodge. In mid-air, he swung his right leg down, kicking Beifeng's face with a strong wind. Although he was small, his posture was very graceful, his movements natural and fluid, like a swift bird gliding through the air.

"Bang"

Beifeng blocked with his left arm, producing a loud, dull sound. The nearby trees' leaves flew and fell in large numbers, like a gust of autumn wind.

"What incredible strength!"

The people of Beicun showed disbelief. They knew that Beifeng had astonishing divine strength, and even as a teenager, he was already one of the few in the surrounding thousands of miles who could match him. Now, he could not gain the upper hand.

Shi Hao landed on the ground. At such a young age, he was much shorter than Beifeng, but he was not afraid at all. His small face was puffed up, and his big eyes were wide open, facing Beifeng.

Both sides stopped, captivated by the powerful young man and the shocking young child, waiting for them to determine a winner.

Beifeng's face was cold, and his eyes glinted with cold light. He was already fourteen years old, while the other was not even four. The previous even match was a humiliation to him.

"Boom!"

Beifeng, with his slender body, suddenly swung his leg, sweeping like an iron stake, with terrifying force, like a massive creature colliding.

Shi Hao retreated. Having grown up in the mountains since childhood, although he had not experienced real combat, he knew a lot. He avoided the sharp edge and leaped back several meters.

However, Beifeng had killed fierce beasts, slaughtered strange birds, and even shot powerful humans. His combat experience was rich, and he naturally knew how to maintain the initiative and gain the upper hand.

His body leaped into the air, covering several meters in one jump. His right leg spun, like an iron whip, slashing down with irresistible force. The wind from the strike was painful on the face, and the killing moves were continuous.

Behind were several ancient trees, leaving no room for retreat. It was difficult to dodge. Shi Hao, with his back against a giant tree, crossed his hands and forcefully blocked upward, with a few symbols flashing and disappearing.

"Boom!"

It was like two giant beasts colliding, causing sand and stones to fly, dust rising to the sky, and leaves falling. Both were shaken, and when Beifeng's leg pressed down, it directly snapped the tree behind Shi Hao, which was over a meter in diameter.

With a loud "thud," the towering ancient tree broke and fell into the mountain, making a loud noise, a shocking sight.

This time, the people of Beicun saw clearly. There were symbols flashing in Shi Hao's palms, which resisted the thousands of pounds of force from the exceptionally talented Beifeng.

"Treasure, that child is holding a rare treasure!" they shouted.

No matter what, they would not believe that Shi Hao had already grasped the profound secrets of powerful bone runes. They thought it was the string of beads made from polished animal teeth on his wrist that was working, as there was indeed a crystalline glow flowing.

The group from Beicun had red eyes. Although it was not a clan treasure, it was still a good treasure, capable of enhancing a child's strength in such a way, definitely extraordinary.

After kicking the giant tree, Beifeng's fierce momentum did not change, and his attacks became even more rapid. His legs, like iron stakes, swept horizontally, causing giant trees to continuously shatter, with broken branches and leaves flying everywhere.

Shi Hao was not to be outdone and began to counterattack. Although he was very small, each time he leaped, he rose several meters high, pouncing like a young roc spreading its wings!

"Boom!"

Beifeng's fist wind roared like thunder. With one punch, Shi Hao dodged, and it hit a mountain rock weighing thousands of pounds, shattering it into pieces, which flew in all directions.

This scene was extremely shocking. A teenager of just a few years old could have such terrifying strength, leaving a group of adults gasping in shock.

Although the little boy was still young, at this age, he already had astonishing divine strength. However, in terms of absolute strength, he could not match Beifeng. But with the mysterious power of the bone runes, he was not afraid.

The two moved as quickly as a rabbit and a hawk, each strike being terrifying, with the sound of thunderous punches shaking the trees and shattering rocks.

After dozens of exchanges, Beifeng's expression turned cold. He was a prodigy, yet he could not gain the upper hand against a child not even four years old. How could he bear this?

"Bang"

This time, after a full attack, he suddenly bent his waist and lowered his head. A cluster of crossbow arrows flew from behind, shining with cold light, aiming directly at the little boy's eyes and face.

The people of Shicun all shouted in alarm. This was too sudden. Then, a group of them were all angry. Beifeng was too ruthless, using every means possible against a child, such a vicious move.

The little boy was startled but not afraid. He moved his hands, and a pattern appeared at his fingertips, forming a small crescent moon, which he held in his palm. With a strong swing, a glow spread, shattering all the crossbow arrows.

The people of Shicun breathed a sigh of relief, having been truly frightened.

"This boy is too wicked, he will definitely be a menace when he grows up!" Shi Feijiao said angrily.

Beifeng was secretly furious, having missed his target. He suddenly leaped six or seven meters high, descending from above toward the little boy with irresistible force.

"Whoosh!"

Shi Hao's clear big eyes took the initiative to rush upward, spreading his hands like an eagle soaring through the sky, his movements powerful and fierce, resembling the posture of a green-scaled eagle piercing through the clouds.

"Boom!"

The crescent moon in his palm glowed again, transforming into a clear light, surging out to meet Beifeng. They collided heavily, creating a powerful storm.

"Spit"

This time, Beifeng spat blood, his body flying sideways, crashing through many tree branches, and falling to the ground. The little boy instantly followed up!

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