The second match was Lin Zihan against Wan Junming.
"Go, Senior Sister Lin! Take him down!"
Ying Ming Hao shouted himself hoarse below the Martial Platform, his voice ringing across the arena as though it would pierce the clouds. Lin Yong, Lin Qinqin, Qi Qing, and the others were also cheering her on at the tops of their lungs.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I never thought enemies would meet on such a narrow road so soon. This time, I'll collect a little interest first and let you taste the pain I suffered that day!"
The flames of crazed hatred flickered in Wan Junming's eyes, making him look like an enraged beast.
Back in the Burial World, Ying Ming Hao had nearly killed him, and Lin Zihan had played a part as well. The sight of her instantly brought those unbearable memories flooding back, and his fury erupted like a volcano.
Lin Zihan said nothing. Instead, she swiftly armed herself to the teeth and donned her impenetrable armor, looking like a female general clad for war, ready to meet the battle.
With the Long Rainbow Bow in hand, she drew the string and loosed her arrows. Each arrow raced toward him like lightning. This was her best answer.
"Heh heh heh! You want to compete with me in shooting? What makes you think you have what it takes?!"
Watching Lin Zihan's arrows fly toward him, Wan Junming gave an utterly contemptuous smile, as though mocking her for overestimating herself.
He whipped out the Blue-Flame Gatling machine gun and opened fire at full power, pinning Lin Zihan down.
In both speed and sheer number of bullets, his Blue-Flame Gatling held an overwhelming advantage, as though it meant to drown the entire Martial Platform in a forest of guns and a rain of