"Run, run!"
"That kid's a monster! He's a monster!"
"Spread out, now! Break into smaller groups!"
Seeing four of their comrades killed in an instant, the Jizhou District examinees panicked and fled in all directions. They didn't dare linger, circulating their internal arts and unleashing peerless movement techniques in an attempt to escape Xia Ping's range.
But how could they know how powerful the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Art was? Even from five kilometers away, Xia Ping could circulate his true qi and kill his enemies in an instant, leaving them no chance to fight back.
No matter how skilled they were, they couldn't escape five kilometers in just a few breaths.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!
Xia Ping picked up three or four iron-hard thorns near the Treasure Meat Tree, took aim at the fleeing Jizhou District examinees, and shot them at his foes without mercy.
He would never show mercy to enemies who wanted him dead.
"Ahhh!!!"
The fleeing Jizhou District examinees were hit at once. The thorns pierced through their backs and out their chests. Blood sprayed into the air, ending their lives.
In just a few breaths, five or six of them had been killed. Two unlucky men standing together were pierced by a single thorn, unable to fight back at all.
"This won't work! We can't escape. That bastard's hidden weapon technique is too powerful. If we run, we die!"
"Let's fight him! Even if we die, we'll take someone with us!"
"Stop running! There's no way out now. With our backs to him, we can't fight back. This is a massacre!"
Seeing another five or six of their comrades killed, the Jizhou District examinees were terrified. But that only stirred their courage to fight back. They gritted their teeth, determined to turn the tables.
If they kept