Even the air seemed to congeal beneath Zhongli Mei's focused gaze, and Li could almost hear his own heartbeat.
There was a particular aura about Zhongli Mei as he drew his bow and prepared to fire, making Li even more determined to win his loyalty.
With a sharp twang, the long arrow flew from the bow, shooting toward the distant target at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow.
Now!
Li activated the Absorbing Star Great Art, targeting the arrow.
The arrow had been streaking forward with unstoppable force, but as it passed before Li, it suddenly jerked to a halt. Then, before everyone's stunned eyes, it hung eerily in midair for an instant before abruptly turning around and finally dropping to the ground a meter in front of Zhongli Mei.
For a long while, the surroundings remained silent. Zhongli Mei stared fixedly at the arrow on the ground, his face full of disbelief.
Even Lin Shan's face showed a trace of horror. He knew Zhongli Mei's archery better than anyone, so he naturally understood just how terrifying this was. One only had to consider how he had let that death-row prisoner flee earlier—because he believed that under Zhongli Mei's Wind-Chasing Arc Arrow, there was no way the man could escape the training grounds.
As for Fusu's wager just now, although he thought highly of Fusu, out of concern for Zhongli Mei, he had sincerely not wanted Zhongli Mei to go to that unfathomable place known as the Qin Palace. He had even hoped Fusu would lose.
Yet he also felt that Fusu would not fight a battle without preparation. This intuition came from the brief time he had spent with Fusu. This young man possessed potential that was impossible to measure.
He had figured the odds