What incredible accuracy!
A perfect arrow, straight into the giant's eye. One shot, one kill.
Compared to this Great Martial Artist, his own archery was like an elementary school student's against a college student's. It was nowhere near good enough.
Chen Shouyi marveled inwardly, then let out a long breath.
He'd been so tense during the fight, so utterly focused, that he'd nearly forgotten the three examiners behind them.
That made sense. This wasn't a real fight to the death, but an examination. They couldn't just let these quasi-martial artists die for nothing.
If the giant had charged over, the death toll could have been far more than one or two. They might all have been wiped out.
To this group, the giant was simply impossible to fight.
Its powerful defenses made it almost immune to every attack. Ordinary martial artists' arrows couldn't pierce its hide, and even he had managed only to inflict negligible damage.
And the giant's terrifying strength meant that a single light blow could reduce a martial artist's fragile body to a pulp.
When the giant fell, everyone breathed a little easier, panting hard.
Some simply sat down on the ground without a care, their faces waxen, as though every last bit of strength had left their bodies.
For these inexperienced quasi-martial artists, the whole scene had been far too intense.
It was like taking a trip to the gates of hell and brushing past death.
Chen Shouyi noticed that one of the examiners had been holding a clipboard the entire time, making notes. Clearly, he was recording everyone's performance.
Then someone cried out:
"The giant isn't dead!"
Everyone immediately went on guard. Even those sitting on the ground scrambled to their feet.
The giant's entire body glowed with flickering yellow light. Its muscles bulged, and