Vol 23 Chapter 23-1: Gather for the Final Battle!(I) (1/2)
The battle continued.
No matter how many died.
As long as both sides still had a breath.
The final battle would never end…
As the remaining people of team China were embroiled in battle, Heng was in his own personal fated fight.
Heng was strong… If ignoring conviction, persistence, willpower and courage, he was incredibly strong in terms of pure power, enough to constitute a fatal threat to Zheng and clone Zheng. Even though his power unleashed fluctuated greatly, he was still steadily within the top five of team China. That was how strong he was.
As mentioned, his power fluctuated greatly. He was either so strong he could threaten the strongest, or so weak a woman could kill him… such as the woman in front of him.
Clone Yanwei and Heng’s battle had gone on for a while already. In the beginning, Heng had been running away. He hadn’t given up on the battle. However, clone Yanwei had possessed the overwhelming advantage in this long range battle with her premonition. If she didn’t have some hesitation in her, perhaps Heng would have died to an arrow already. In this standoff where they fired arrows at each other, that was her wanting to die together.
When the two arrows were released, that short distance was eaten up in an instant. However, instinctively, every person would feel as if time slowed down in the moments before death as if time had come to a halt. Although their bodies couldn’t move, their minds could clearly sense the approaching arrows. They powerlessly watched as the arrows entered their bodies, seemingly about to reap their lives...
(Heng! Let’s die together…)
(I can’t die yet. I can’t die yet! I clearly have the courage to live on now, so how can I die here?)
Two completely different mental states, which represented completely different philosophies in life. Heng’s body suddenly released a green light as the arrow was about to touch him, making him look like a small, green, sun. He didn’t resist it, allowing the arrow to pass through his heart. Resistance was futile anyways as clone Yanwei already knew his reaction even before firing the arrow. The arrow would pierce his heart regardless, so he didn’t even intend to dodge, instead taking it head-on.
And Heng’s arrow pierced through clone Yanwei’s… arm. Yes, it pierced through her bow carrying arm, tearing it off. That was all it did as the arrow flew off.
“Why. Why is it like this again? You coward, do you want to run away alone again?” Clone Yanwei only recovered from her shock when the arrow had flown into the distance, ignoring her severed arm, muttering to herself as she looked at Heng, her eyes filled with despair.
A hole was located in Heng’s chest. Let alone his heart, his arteries or anything else couldn’t be seen, and the hole was see through. Such a wound would be fatal for Heng, and even Xuan. However, he surprisingly didn’t fall to the ground, instead tightening his grip on his Sirius bow and his widened into a glare at clone Yanwei. The giant hole in his chest began to visibly knit itself back together, completely recovered in just over ten seconds.
“My Light of the Soul happens to have the attribute of life force. I’m immortal as long as I still have Light of the Soul. Hey, you want to shoot again!” Heng was bitterly laughing, before suddenly seeing clone Yanwei using her remaining arm to pick up her longbow on the ground.