Shooting Contest with Guang Ling Douluo? King's Hall Happily Accepted the Challenge!

Qian Daoliu rapidly calculated inwardly. Yesterday's intelligence showed that the people of King's Hall had strange methods and endless abilities.

If they simply fought, the other side might use some unheard-of trick again, and they could easily suffer a setback.

Better to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, choosing a safer field where they could fully leverage their absolute advantage!

Having made up his mind, Qian Daoliu spoke again.

"Hall Master Lin, I have a proposal. A pure Soul Skill battle may be intense, but casualties would be unavoidable, and that is not what either of us wants."

"Why not change the format of the contest?"

Lin Jiang's expression remained unchanged. With a light sweep of his sleeve, he exuded absolute confidence.

"Grand Enshriner, feel free to name it! No matter the contest, King's Hall accepts all challengers!"

"And we will still follow the arena rules. The Soul Power Level of the participant we send will definitely be lower than yours!"

A glint of successful scheming flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes. He gave a look to the handsome, effeminate man beside him, who held an ice-blue longbow.

"Good! Hall Master Lin is indeed straightforward! Then... how about we make the first round an archery contest?"

Lin Jiang agreed without hesitation.

"Fine."

Having received Qian Daoliu's signal, the Fifth Elder, Guang Ling Douluo, curled his lips into a cold, confident smile.

With elegant steps, he calmly walked forward.

The longbow in his hand was entirely ice-blue, as though forged from Extreme Cold mystical ice and the feathers of a divine bird.

It radiated chilling cold and razor-sharp intent.

It was his Martial Soul, the Guang Ling Divine Bow!

Guang Ling Douluo stood proudly, his gaze sweeping over the entire venue with the confidence of one looking down upon the world.

In his understanding, throughout the entire continent, he alone possessed a Top-Tier Weapon Martial Soul and had cultivated long-range attacks to the Titled Douluo realm—especially the Peak Douluo level!

When it came to absolute accuracy and ultra-long-range assassination, Guang Ling considered himself number one under heaven!

Seeing that Spirit Hall had actually sent Guang Ling Douluo, whose archery was renowned across the continent,

everyone felt that Spirit Hall was getting serious, intending to completely suppress King's Hall's momentum from the very start!

"It's Enshriner Guang Ling! His archery is divine. They say he can take a life from a hundred li away!"

"It's over. King's Hall is probably done for this time! Of all things to compete in, they chose shooting. Isn't that walking straight into the line of fire?"

"Looks like Spirit Hall came prepared. King's Hall is probably going to fall in the first round!"

Amid the discussions, nearly everyone believed that King's Hall had no chance whatsoever in Guang Ling Douluo's strongest field!

All eyes turned toward Lin Jiang, waiting to see whom he would send against this Peak Douluo whose archery had reached the pinnacle.

Lin Jiang merely raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an inscrutable smile.

A shooting contest? They had practically walked right into the muzzle of a gun!

King's Hall had no shortage of heroes skilled in long-range attacks.

But when it came to ultimate precision and ultra-long-range sniping,

as well as the calmness and patience carved into one's bones, the strongest was undoubtedly that Sniper!

A moment later, a figure appeared silently at Lin Jiang's side like Gui Mei.

He was tall and agile, like the most vigilant lone wolf on the grasslands.

Beneath his neat silver short hair were a pair of deep crimson eyes.

His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, yet carried an almost cruel calmness.

Most eye-catching were the pair of grayish-white wolf ears twitching faintly atop his head,

and the fluffy wolf tail hanging naturally behind him, declaring that he was not of purely human blood.

He wore a specially tailored combat suit that fit his body closely. In his hand, he gripped a strangely shaped Sniper Rifle—his Martial Soul, Tranquil Eye!

He was Bai Li Shou Yue, a marksman who had etched "concealment" and "one-shot kill" into his soul.

Si Kong Zhen's voice rang out like a great bell as he announced,

"King's Hall sends a participant for this contest: Level 86 Assault-Type Battle Soul Douluo—Bai Li Shou Yue!"

"What?! Level 86 against Level 96?!"

"A full ten-level gap! A Soul Douluo against a Peak Douluo? What kind of joke is that?"

"Has King's Hall gone mad? Or do they know they cannot win and have simply given up?"

"Too arrogant! Far too arrogant! It seems the Divine Artifact they just obtained will change hands before they have even warmed it up!"

The audience instantly erupted with incredulous cries and doubts.

Almost everyone believed that King's Hall's move was no different from voluntarily surrendering. No one thought a Soul Douluo could defeat Guang Ling Douluo, famed across the continent for his bow and arrows, in archery.

The two sides quickly determined the contents of the contest.

Since it was a pure test of shooting skill, they would discard all flashy exchanges of Soul Skills and compete only in the most basic event—fixed-target shooting!

The target was placed beyond several mountain peaks!

The distance was extraordinarily far. As far as the eye could see, even the mountains had become nothing more than blurry outlines.

Even an ordinary Titled Douluo would find it difficult to make out the distant details, much less accurately strike the bullseye.

Seeing this, Lin Jiang smiled faintly and waved his hand.

"Third Soul Skill—Divine Radiance: Creation!"

As his words fell, everyone saw that atop a mountain peak several ridges away,

space twisted, and a huge, orderly cubic structure emitting a faint yellow glow appeared out of thin air!

Immediately afterward, an incomparably clear circular target was precisely branded onto the structure's smooth surface. Its bullseye was crimson and especially conspicuous.

At the same time, the huge Light Screen behind the arena lit up.

It clearly broadcast the target's real-time image from afar, ensuring that everyone present could see the result of every arrow.

Lin Jiang looked toward Guang Ling Douluo and said calmly,

"We will use that target. Three arrows each, with the final ring count determining victory. How about it?"

A coldly confident smile rested on Guang Ling Douluo's lips as he agreed without hesitation.

"Of course!"

He simply did not believe that a mere Level 86 Soul Douluo could stir up any trouble in his strongest field.

Even if a deity most proficient in archery descended before him, Guang Ling was confident that he could contend with them!

Bai Li Shou Yue slowly raised his crimson Wolf Eyes. His gaze seemed to pierce through space itself, locking onto the distant bullseye.

His voice was low and calm, yet it carried a conviction that made hearts tremble.

"Give me a target, and I'll give you silence."

Those calm words, containing supreme confidence, thoroughly Enraged the hot-tempered Mighty Lion Douluo. He roared,

"You arrogant brat! Fifth Brother, don't hold back! Show them what true peak archery is! Show them what despair means!"

The atmosphere in the arena instantly tightened to the extreme.

To ensure absolute fairness, each side needed to send one person to the target on the distant mountaintop to observe the arrows' impact points up close and prevent disputes.

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly. Qing Luan Douluo, the Third Elder, immediately understood and stepped forward.

Azure light flowed around him, and a pair of magnificent, enormous Azure Luan wings suddenly spread from his back, radiating powerful pressure.