But Sun Yunhai did not give up. With a Godly Zhuge Crossbow in each hand, he fired bolt after bolt, his gaze utterly focused.
Aside from its limited range, the Tang Sect's Godly Zhuge Crossbow was no less powerful than a Level 3 or Level 4 Soul Tool. Sun Yunhai was also using specially made Soul-Breaking Crossbow bolts, which naturally countered soul power. But Zhao Xiaoyao's seven-meter Dragon Spear was simply too terrifying. Sun Yunhai had no chance of firing his Godly Zhuge Crossbows at the pair from close range.
"Finish him!" Zhao Xiaoyao ordered expressionlessly from the Wind Dragon's back. The Wind Dragon growled, spread its wings, and charged toward Sun Yunhai. Zhao Xiaoyao swept his Dragon Spear across, easily blocking the incoming bolts. Hidden weapons could only unleash their greatest power from the shadows; when an opponent was prepared for a frontal attack, they were fairly easy to block.
The Wind Dragon Zuo Zonglong had transformed into was extraordinarily fast. It crossed the arena's distance of less than a hundred meters almost in an instant.
"It's over!" Bloodflame burned along the Dragon Spear as Zhao Xiaoyao stared coldly at Sun Yunhai. The gale also scattered the soul rings Sun Yunhai had created with Simulation. To think this three-ring Illusionist would have brought them down if Zuo Zonglong's skills had not happened to counter him.
Facing the spear thrust, Sun Yunhai advanced instead of retreating, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Rippling-Wave Feiyan!" A woman's sharp cry rang out from Sun Yunhai's mouth. Sun Yunhai leaped, drifting and dancing on the wind like a weightless wisp of willow fluff. Landing atop Zhao Xiaoyao's Dragon Spear, the figure raced along its shaft like a phantom, swiftly closing in on him. An Azure Blade appeared in her hand, and she