On the tournament stage, the referee's voice was still echoing through the air when Yann Lengmu's figure shot toward Chu Yuxiang like a bolt of lightning. Chu Yuxiang was world-renowned for his skill with a Bow and Arrow. The only way to defeat him was to close the distance; otherwise, no matter how powerful an opponent was, they were bound to be struck by his arrows.
Chu Yuxiang had a total of eighteen long arrows. Once he began his attack, it was a relentless barrage. Even the mightiest of foes would fall in bitter defeat under such a continuous assault.
Yann Lengmu's plan was sound, but he had barely lunged forward twenty feet when Chu Yuxiang, over a hundred feet away, suddenly had a Longbow in his hands. The Longbow was aimed icily at Yann Lengmu. All at once, Yann Lengmu felt as if he were being stared down by a terrifyingly venomous snake. He was suddenly plunged into grave danger, his entire body turning cold, so very cold.
