Yet this man's death bought the other Martial Arts Grandmasters a rare opportunity.
Three Martial Arts Grandmasters rushed toward him, reaching the streetlight in the blink of an eye.
They exchanged glances, then leapt onto the streetlight together, raining punches and kicks down on every vital point on Gu Qingshan's body.
They worked together with seamless coordination, surrounding Gu Qingshan so thoroughly that he had no way to escape.
Gu Qingshan held the longbow in one hand and lightly pressed down with the other.
"Ha!"
Gu Qingshan let out a thunderous shout, and Spiritual Power surged out of his dantian like a flood.
Visible blue light rose from his body as one, then burst violently in every direction.
This move was merely the most basic way of releasing Spiritual Power. It was called "Spiritual Pressure."
In the Otherworld, those great cultivators at the Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation stages could release their Spiritual Pressure at will and press everyone in an entire city to the ground, unable to move.
With Gu Qingshan's Spiritual Pressure at the fifth layer of Qi Refining, he could only generate a pushing force.
But Gu Qingshan was counting on these people never having encountered such power before.
The three Martial Arts Grandmasters had no idea what was happening when a force slammed into them and flung them away, their bodies hurtling through the air in awkward poses.
"Perfect targets."
Gu Qingshan narrowed his eyes, drew an arrow, and didn't even use a skill. He poured Spiritual Power into it and loosed it with a swish.
The three Martial Arts Grandmasters were turned into sieves in midair. By the time they hit the ground, they were already cold corpses.
Standing atop the streetlight, Gu Qingshan held his bow and surveyed the area.
All thirty Martial Arts Grandmasters had been shot dead. Their bodies lay strewn along the road.
"Damn it, those were thirty Martial Arts Grandmasters..."
Nie Yun's expression shifted again and again, and his legs trembled so badly he could barely stand.
He gritted his teeth, ran to the Flying Shuttle, and bowed respectfully. "Uncle Ma, I still have to ask you to step in."
An old man with his hands behind his back and his waist bent stepped down from the Flying Shuttle and looked toward the street.
He examined every corpse carefully.
"Ruthless work. But arrows are exactly the sort of thing I can counter."
As he spoke, the old man bent his knees slightly, then launched himself with a roar. His whole body shot toward Gu Qingshan like a cannonball!
Daring to charge through the air from such a distance—this opponent was probably a Great Grandmaster. Gu Qingshan had a keen eye and quickly gauged the man's strength.
The old man suddenly clasped his fists together and thrust them forward.
Gu Qingshan's expression changed. Without hesitation, he leapt backward and landed on another streetlight.
At the same time, the old man, still in midair and dozens of meters away from Gu Qingshan, swung both fists.
"Charging Arm Cannon Hammer!"
Crack—BOOM!
First came a sharp snap, followed by a tremendous boom. The streetlight was smashed down to half a pole.
"Kid, you're pretty quick." The old man gave chase.
Gu Qingshan said nothing. He raised his bow and fired.
The old man casually swept his arm, and the arrows went clattering off in every direction.
Gu Qingshan furrowed his brow, feeling somewhat vexed.
"His arms can release hardened force at a distance. With power like that, it has to be Gui Zang Power."
At the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm, one had already had the chance to awaken a divine ability. The old man had clearly awakened Martial Arts Return, granting his arms a special Gui Zang Power.
The old man was right, too. Against arrows flying straight at him, he only had to raise his arms and use his Gui Zang Power.
Gu Qingshan kept moving, while the old man pursued him relentlessly. They fought their way along, and every streetlight in their path met the same fate.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The streetlights kept toppling as the old man drew closer and closer.
"Die, brat! I'll take your head!" The old man lunged at him viciously.
Gu Qingshan still said nothing. He silently drew the Military Bow to a full moon.
He suddenly turned around. The bowstring rang out again and again, each note cracking like thunder.
Gray shadows seemed to come alive, darting through the air like dragons and snakes and tracing utterly unpredictable paths.
"How is this possible!" the old man cried. He planted his feet hard on the ground and warily scanned every direction.
Five arrows arrived at once!
The old man's body twisted and rolled like a nimble fish, dodging the arrows as they shot toward him.
The force behind these arrows was far greater than before, completely beyond his expectations. Their angles were also treacherous, forcing him to give everything he had.
A Martial Arts Grandmaster possessed a measure of Spirit Sense. Whenever an arrow came close, he could react in time, twisting aside to dodge or striking out with both arms to knock it away.
After a close call, he finally evaded every arrow.
"What kind of archery is that?" the old man asked, panting.
He couldn't help regretting his choice. If he'd known the arrows could twist in midair, he shouldn't have rushed to attack.
It would have been safer to trade blows slowly and close in on his opponent bit by bit.
But now, they had fought all the way to the plaza, where the wide-open space greatly favored his opponent's strange archery.
They were also at exactly the right distance for his opponent to attack.
Had this kid planned it all out?
A chill crept into the old man's heart.
"Archery for killing." Gu Qingshan spoke, then paused for a beat before abruptly picking up speed and activating his skill repeatedly.
Chaotic Dance!
Chaotic Dance!
Chaotic Dance!
Three consecutive uses of "Chaotic Dance" sent clusters of arrows blooming into furious flowers of swift shadows, engulfing the Great Grandmaster.
The Great Grandmaster had struggled to dodge even one "Chaotic Dance." This time, he had no chance.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
The sound of arrows piercing flesh was faint, but in the silent night, it carried a long way.
A layer of blood mist burst from the Great Grandmaster's body. He staggered a few steps, then fell to the ground.
Arrows bristled from him like quills. Spiritual Power had pierced his body and already snuffed out his life.
Even as he died, the Great Grandmaster's eyes remained open, brimming with bitter resentment and regret.
Nie Yun was completely stunned.
That was a Great Grandmaster—a powerful being who stood above ordinary Martial Arts Grandmasters and had awakened Gui Zang Power.
Even Transcendents didn't dare offend a Great Grandmaster lightly.
This was the Nie Family's strongest fighter. They had sent him out with great ceremony just to curry favor with the Bai Family.
Damn it, how could this kid be so terrifying?
Nie Yun broke out in a cold sweat.
Right now, saving his own life was what mattered most. Once the Bai Family stepped in personally, this kid would still be doomed.
After all, the Bai Family was one of the Nine Prefectures, far beyond anything his own family could compare to.
Thinking this, Nie Yun raised both hands and shouted, "I'm a son of the Nie Family! I surrender! Gu Qingshan, you'd better..."
Whoosh!
An arrow flew over and punched into his chest.
Nie Yun clutched the arrow in his chest and staggered backward step by step, finally collapsing to the ground.
Blood poured from his mouth and nose.
I'm going to die. A sudden realization came to Nie Yun.
His luxurious life, immense wealth, and bright future were all about to vanish forever.
No, it shouldn't be like this. Why am I going to die?
Suddenly, he shrieked like a vengeful ghost. "Gu Qingshan! You're just like me. Once you gained power, you wanted to get rid of anyone who offended you. The more people you kill, the closer you come to death. I curse you! I curse you to suffer endless torment before you die, and to have no place to rest even in death!"
"We're not alike." Gu Qingshan lowered his bow and shook his head. "All my life, I've repaid kindness and avenged wrongs. I've killed countless people, but I've never used my power to bully others."
After hearing this, Nie Yun opened his mouth, seeming to want to curse him some more.
But he couldn't say anything.
He was dead.
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