Poachers

The instant Chen Rui caught the arrow between his fingers, a second arrow arrived, followed closely by a third. Every one of them targeted the vital point of his throat. Just as Chen Rui caught the third arrow, a sudden change occurred—the arrow between his fingers abruptly turned to powder and vanished. At the same time, a sharp force shot straight at his eye. That arrow had somehow impossibly appeared by his head.

Though surprised, Chen Rui's hands were not slow. In an instant, he caught the arrow aimed at his left eye between his fingers. Yet the arrow suddenly exploded. As it burst apart, two more arrows came flying in. One traced a curving arc around his arm and shot straight for his heart, while the other abruptly accelerated as it drew close, once again targeting his throat.

The exploding magic arrow did not harm Chen Rui. He instantly caught the two arrows as well. In this world, archery attacks were far from as simple as one might imagine, especially arrows of this caliber. It was like facing the muzzle of a gun—being able to dodge like Neo in The Matrix was already a stroke of immense luck; catching bullets was practically impossible.

Of course, Chen Rui now possessed precisely that "impossible" strength. He caught every arrow with the same hand, without moving his feet a single step.

Chen Rui did not give his opponent another chance to shoot. His body abruptly vanished from where he stood. The archer sensed that something was wrong and was about to retreat when a warning flared up within her. She whirled around and drew her bow, aiming it at the enemy who had appeared out of thin air behind her.

She was a young woman who looked around seventeen or eighteen. Her