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"Sister Wu?"

"This is insane! Is this the power of a Sword Saint?"

From behind, the members of Twilight of the Gods stared in disbelief at Luo Wu Shang, who had just blocked four arrows in a row in the distance. They could hardly believe their eyes.

They had always known that Luo Wu Shang, the vice-guild leader of the Heavenly Might Guild and a Sword Saint, was no ordinary person. But seeing that scene with their own eyes, it was impossible not to be awestruck.

"It's normal," Fang Zhen replied calmly from the side, explaining with a smile, "In Pilgrimage, Luo Wu Shang is known as 'One Sword Cuts Water, Ten Thousand Rivers Halt.' That's not just talk; she literally cut a river in half in Pilgrimage, making the water flow upstream."

"Here in High Martial Descent, the virtuality is 100%, and physical attributes are far inferior to those of a Sword Saint in Pilgrimage. The physics engine is also more realistic in every aspect, but the control and reaction of the body are superior."

"It's just four arrows. It would be a joke if she couldn't block them."

"You're right," Twilight of the Gods nodded, feeling he had overreacted.

A Sword Saint from Pilgrimage, a true peak player, would be utterly insulted if they struggled immensely in the initial story battles of a game.

However, Fang Zhen and Twilight of the Gods' words left Lin Qi speechless.

Look at that!

Just four arrows?

It would be a joke if she couldn't block them?

Is this something a human would say?

Still, Luo Wu Shang's stunning performance had indeed surprised Lin Qi. He even felt like he had struck gold.

This was a situation where he was being carried to victory by an expert.

However, the Winged Tribe nomads on the other side were not easy to deal with. After a brief moment of shock, the four Winged Tribe members immediately unleashed a barrage of arrows at Zhang Qingwei and Luo Wu Shang. Even though all the arrows were blocked by Luo Wu Shang, it significantly slowed down their advance.

"Hao Tuo, use your trump card!"

The young leader of the Winged Tribe, seeing Luo Wu Shang and Zhang Qingwei getting closer, gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Coming."

A Winged Tribe youth, over two meters tall and carrying a large metal case on his back, put down the case and took out two electromagnetic grenades.

These two electromagnetic grenades were the trump card they had saved up for over half a year's income.

With this trump card, they felt confident even when facing Quasi-Martial Artists.

But now, everyone understood that they had encountered an expert. If they didn't use it now, their entire team would be in danger.

With that, the Winged Tribe youth held the two electromagnetic grenades, quickly rushed to the window, and prepared to coordinate with the four archers' arrow attacks to blow both of them to death.

"Damn it! These NPCs are cheating!" Zhang Qingwei's expression turned grim as she looked at the Winged Tribe youth, who was only twenty meters away, holding two powerful explosives.

Blocking arrows was not a problem for Luo Wu Shang, but blocking exploding grenades was impossible.

"Die!"

Seeing Luo Wu Shang preparing to block arrows again, the Winged Tribe youth threw the two grenades.

Whoosh!

A whistling sound cut through the air. A black arrow directly hit one of the grenades, causing it to explode. Everything around it was engulfed in flames and lightning. The heat and shockwave made the six Winged Tribe nomads inside the building unstable, and many of the building's walls were damaged, exposing the six within.

"Brother Zhen is amazing! To hit that from so far away in the dark!" Twilight of the Gods exclaimed, watching the erupting flames.

"It's nothing, only a little over a hundred meters," Fang Zhen said dismissively. "For professional players on the Mecha Continent, it doesn't even meet the assessment standards."

While Twilight of the Gods and Fang Zhen were chatting, the six members of the White Feather Gang inside the ruined building were stunned.

"Who are these experts?"

"What kind of gang is this?"

"Are they a Quasi-Martial Artist team returning to the city?"

Someone who could block arrows fired simultaneously by four people, and someone who could hit a grenade from a hundred meters away in the dark – they couldn't think of any other explanation besides them being Quasi-Martial Artists.

"No, if they were really a Quasi-Martial Artist team, why would they be driving a Big Three-Wheeler?" The leader of the White Feather Gang shook his head and looked down at Luo Wu Shang and Zhang Qingwei, who were rushing up. He said coldly, "Their team only has two experts. Don't be scared. Don't forget we are also experts from the White Feather Gang. They only have two experts, and it's still unknown who will win."

Following the leader's words, the other five members calmed down and regained their fighting spirit.

While Luo Wu Shang and Fang Zhen were indeed astonishing, they were, after all, nomads like themselves. Judging by their speed alone, they were just Quasi-Apprentices like them. In a real fight, it was hard to say who would win, especially since they had more people.

"Hao Tuo! You and I will tie up that woman who blocks arrows later," the leader of the Winged Tribe youth commanded. "The rest of you go and take care of that woman who's making sneak attacks!"

At this moment, Luo Wu Shang and Zhang Qingwei had reached the ground floor. A fierce battle was inevitable.

Escaping was impossible. They had already engaged in combat; it was a fight to the death. If they tried to escape, they would only become targets. It was better to use the ruined building's terrain advantage to deal with the two of them first.

"Yes!"

The others responded and began to act.

The captain and Hao Tuo were both at the limit of Quasi-Apprentices, just a step away from becoming Apprentices.

With this strength, they were considered top experts within the White Feather Gang. The two of them working together to suppress a sword-wielding Quasi-Apprentice would be a piece of cake. As for the other four, although they were just ordinary Quasi-Apprentices, dealing with a close-quarters archer would be easy.

Instantly, the leader of the White Feather Gang and the Winged Tribe youth named Hao Tuo rushed to the first floor and directly confronted Luo Wu Shang, who was just charging up. The other four members of the White Feather Gang jumped down from the upper floor and surrounded Zhang Qingwei from behind as she entered the building.

"The two of you daring to charge straight at us shows guts, but it's all over now. In close combat, neither Hao Tuo nor I will lose to a sword master like you. And your companion with the bow… I doubt they can withstand my four comrades."

The leading Winged Tribe youth spoke directly to Luo Wu Shang as she charged, intending to distract her and create an opportunity for a sneak attack.

However, when Luo Wu Shang drew her weapon, the leading Winged Tribe youth was stunned.

A sword?

Luo Wu Shang wasn't using a sword at all.

She was using an arrow!

She had blocked all the incoming arrows with just a single arrow!

This made the Winged Tribe leader deeply question what kind of human gang this woman belonged to. One moment she's wielding an alloy shovel, and the next she's using an arrow as a weapon.

Was this truly a respectable gang?

Before the Winged Tribe youth could ponder further, the Black Steel Arrow in Luo Wu Shang's hand thrust forward.

Five consecutive stabs, like a cross, flashed with black light, directly striking the leading Winged Tribe youth.

This was also Luo Wu Shang's signature move during her Pilgrimage.

Point Star!

Now, infused with the explosive power of Crushing Stone Fist, each stab was amplified by double its original strength. With Luo Wu Shang's base strength of 112 kilograms, each thrust carried 224 kilograms of force, reaching the level of a formal Martial Apprentice.

The leading Winged Tribe youth desperately tried to block with his spear.

On the first contact, his spear vibrated, causing pain in his hands. The second and third stabs knocked the spear out of his grip. The fourth stab directly hit the Winged Tribe youth's chest, extinguishing his life.

Until the moment he died, the Winged Tribe youth couldn't comprehend that he had been killed by someone skilled with an arrow.

As the Winged Tribe youth's eyes closed, his peripheral vision caught an unbelievable sight.

Zhang Qingwei, wielding a composite longbow, was forcing the four members of the opposing team to retreat. Each shot repelled one of them. The four were completely suppressed by a single longbow…

What kind of human team was this?

Was there not a single normal person among them?

Within three minutes, all six members of the White Feather Gang lay at the feet of Luo Wu Shang and Zhang Qingwei.

"That was brutal."

Lin Qi looked at the White Feather Gang members in the abandoned building and couldn't help but feel sympathetic, especially for the four who fought Zhang Qingwei. They were practically bludgeoned to death with a longbow.

Of course, sympathy aside, looting was absolutely essential.

"As expected of the White Feather Gang, they're all so wealthy," Lin Qi exclaimed, looking at the items looted from the six individuals.

Normally, a black market vagrant wouldn't have more than five hundred Bits worth of possessions. But these White Feather Gang members, not only did they each have an A3 Composite Bow, they also had an A3 Spear, which alone was worth over fifteen hundred Bits.

But even more valuable were the smart watches on all six of their wrists and a large box of Blood Essence Rice.

Although they were using second-hand smart watches, the six of them were worth six thousand Bits. The large box of Blood Essence Rice, estimated to be a hundred kilograms, was likely recently acquired by the White Feather Gang members and was about to be transported back to the city to be sold.

However, compared to these items.

Lin Qi felt that the biggest gain from this battle was the performance of the players. Just three of them had wiped out the six-person team from the White Feather Gang without taking any damage. Such strength would be considered top-tier among the vagrants in the wilderness.

Furthermore, as Luo Wu Shang and the others grew into apprentices and then Quasi-Martial Artists, who in the entire abandoned district would dare to provoke the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall?

After all the spoils were organized, Lin Qi rewarded each of them with 200 Martial Hall points.

This brought a wave of joy to the four of them. They hadn't expected such a significant reward from completing a simple story mission.

"Let's go, back to the Martial Hall!"

Lin Qi looked at the collected loot and instructed everyone to push the Big Three-Wheeler back to the City of Light Chasing.