The big man lay prone on top of the bus, with the momentum of a tiger swallowing its prey. Seeing the five people closing in on him, he couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.
"Killing ordinary people is boring. Haven't met any experts in a long time—perfect chance to use you guys for some practice."
After he spoke, he let out a thunderous roar, his whole body shooting out like a comet, slamming toward Fan Yi who was charging in front.
The Iron Spear in Fan Yi's hand buzzed and hummed, like an Ox Horn Great Bow pulled to the limit, forming a curved arc, momentum stored and not yet released.
A golden long arrow solidified into being, resting on the shaft of the Iron Spear. In an instant it formed the posture of a bent bow with an arrow nocked.
This wasn't a Spell, but a Martial Arts technique, called Sky Shooting Wolf.
