"It's not that my opponents are too weak. I'm just too strong!" Chen Shouyi stood beside the twitching, headless barbarian corpse and sighed inwardly.
The barbarians who had once seemed so terrifying were now as easy to kill as chickens and sheep.
"Just one more demigod, and I'll surpass Ye Zong and become invincible under heaven!" At the thought, Chen Shouyi couldn't help grinning.
It was lonely at the top!
A gust of cold wind blew past.
Goosebumps rose on his skin.
He glanced down at his clothes, soaked in blood and torn into strips of rag.
He immediately reached out and tore them off in one yank. Then he picked up some clothes abandoned by the roadside, frozen into a lump, and gave them a light shake. Countless bits of ice and sand flew off before he put them on. Before long, steam began rising from the fabric.
Next, he picked up the War Bow he'd dropped, gathered the arrows scattered across the ground, stuffed them back into the quiver, and slung it over his shoulder.
Suddenly, he turned, nocked an arrow, and drew the bow.
Whoosh!
An arrow shot out.
Boom!
A barbarian who had just poked his head out was instantly pierced through the chest, leaving a gaping hole.
He swiftly drew another arrow and aimed at the residential complex across the way.
At a fourth-floor window in one of the apartment buildings, a middle-aged man was frantically waving at him, his face alight with excitement.
He let the bowstring fall slack, hesitated briefly, then turned and strode away. Soon, he disappeared into the distance.
He hadn't come to save anyone!
More than one martial master had come for this war. Including Chen Shouyi, there were five in total.
But when he sat down for dinner that