AST 1839 - Heavenly Arrow Hands, Crimson Phoenix Scorching Blast Arrow (1/2)

The brute looked disbelievingly at Qing Shui, before looking at himself. Everything seemed unreal, almost dream-like.

Qing Shui felt a rush of heroism and invincibility. He charged at the brute with the strength to crush the mountains. He tyrannically crashed the halberd down on him.

This attack was a good opening for establishing dominance, but the prerequisite was that one had to have the strength greater than the opponent’s, or else the flaws in the technique could be easily exploited and one would die without a clue.

Peng!

Another massive blast roared out, causing the air and water to part. One had to remember that this was the deep sea where the water pressure was ridiculously high. To have parted the water was an indicator of the tyrannical force behind the blows.

The brute was once again sent flying by Qing Shui; he didn’t let him catch his breath, rushing after him and sending him flying again and again.

Everyone was shocked; the brute did not expect this pretty white boy to be this fierce. He even mocked him, saying that he wouldn’t dare touch a woman, yet he himself was getting toyed around. He couldn’t understand how that tiny body was able to contain such ridiculous strength.

Compared to him, Qing Shui was truly a midget…

The brute still maintained his focus despite being knocked around. He had his weapon guarding his vitals. The head was the weakness for most cultivators; if he was hit in it, he would be done for.

The head was also the weakness of normal humans; if they were hit at that area, their lives would be at stake. Though cultivators had much harder heads than normal people, they were still weak when paired to another cultivator’s attack, much like the eyes. The eyes were vulnerable regardless of the amount of training; even a normal knife would harm them.

Qing Shui wanted to get rid of the brute, but he was too tough. But then, his recovery rate was faster than his energy consumption, so he could do this all day.

Sheng Jun’s eyes brightened, making them seem even more radiant than the moon as she looked at Qing Shui’s brutal assault. His handsome, chiseled body seemed even better when compared with the large brute’s.

This thought stirred her heart as her serenity had been disturbed for the first time in years, but it was merely a slight disturbance. Though slightly stirring, the foundations could easily be taken down by a mere disturbance.

Sheng Jun’s emotions were well under control, but she was gradually letting them slip. Even if she would not fall immediately, or fall at all, this was a potential danger.

Qing Shui had no idea of this, as he was ferociously chasing down the brute, making him feel good, invincible and all-conquering. He was practically kicking the brute around like a ball with his strikes.

Pai!

The roar of a Golden Jiao resounded as the brute saw, with horror and disbelief. The Golden Battle Halberd came crashing down on him, aiming to split his head open.

“You’ve got guts, punk!”

A loud roar and a shadow sped towards Qing Shui, carrying a cold sharpness with it that threatened to split the heavens.

Qing Shui was tough and could handle the blow, but he wouldn’t take the risk as some attacks carried hidden threats that could break down the body from within.

He quickly dodged away. The Golden Battle Halberd was unable to find its target, but the powerful qi that rushed towards him splattered his face with blood.

Qing Shui had been using the supreme piercing strength of the Golden Battle Halberd, intentionally hitting the same area. The brute was unable to notice this and was about to be pierced by the final attack.

After narrowly avoiding the attack, Qing Shui took note that the projectile flying towards him was an arrow, fired off by an equally burly man with a massive, pitch-black bow, radiating with coldness.