Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 136 - 125: Divine Arrow Great Perfection—Kill, Kill, Kill! (2)

Chapter 136: Chapter 125: Divine Arrow Great Perfection—Kill, Kill, Kill! (2)

Skills: Prison Guard Long Fist (Perfection+), Divine Arrow (Great Success+), Loulan Slash (Mastery+)

Realm: First Grade (Qi Refining)

Divine Power: Immortality

Jiang Feng saw that after killing Wu Tianxiong beneath the cliff and dodging a wave of danger with Han Dong, his Fortune Points had risen again, already close to fifty thousand. He had originally planned to wait until there was a plus sign on Tai Chi Longevity Skill before using them.

Strive for another breakthrough, to become an Innate Powerhouse.

Who knew he’d end up forced into this situation.

Now, to deal with those three First Grade Realm experts, he couldn’t afford to hold onto these forty thousand-plus Fortune Points anymore.

"Last time, going from Minor Achievement to Great Success in Divine Arrow cost me six thousand Fortune Points. Let’s see how much it takes to upgrade to Great Perfection."

This time, Jiang Feng chose to upgrade Divine Arrow.

He directly placed twelve thousand Fortune Points into Divine Arrow.

The panel information changed.

Fortune: 35522

Skills: Divine Arrow (Perfection+)

Jiang Feng was secretly overjoyed. Looking back at the three people getting closer behind him, he gritted his teeth and muttered, "No, that’s not enough. I need to upgrade it again!"

So Jiang Feng added another twenty-four thousand Fortune Points to Divine Arrow.

The panel information changed again.

Fortune: 11522

Skills: Divine Arrow (Great Perfection)

"Finally perfected it."

Jiang Feng was both happy and pained. He had just spent thirty-six thousand Fortune Points at once; these were hard-earned after the battle at White Tiger Mountain.

"What are you doing?"

Han Dong saw Jiang Feng suddenly fall silent, his breath fluctuating, and asked in confusion.

"I’m recalling the key points of archery. Just now I seemed to have a moment of insight. You hold the rope for me and watch how I deal with them."

Jiang Feng replied casually.

Then he released Han Dong’s waist.

"Can you really do it?"

Han Dong was a bit skeptical.

She found it hard to believe Jiang Feng could suddenly master archery just by recalling its principles.

But she still chose to cooperate with Jiang Feng, eager to see if he could turn the tables.

Jiang Feng said nothing.

Once again gripped the Overlord Bow tightly.

At that moment, he and the Overlord Bow seemed to share a connection, as if their blood was thicker than water, completely merged as one. He could clearly feel the tensile force of the Overlord Bow, and it felt as if the bow itself could sense his heartbeat and breath.

This mutual resonance.

That unprecedented clarity was a strange sensation only after Jiang Feng achieved Great Perfection in Divine Arrow.

In that instant.

Jiang Feng felt that with a bow in hand, there was no place in the world his arrows couldn’t reach.

As if he was Hou Yi himself.

Even the sun in the sky seemed to shy away from his gaze.

In this moment, Jiang Feng was calmer and steadier than ever, and the instant he grabbed an arrow from the quiver, he felt as if it had already struck the enemy.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Once again he drew the bow and nocked the arrow.

Fired three arrows in succession, aimed at the masked man.

For some reason.

He just felt this man was insidious and cunning, his face detestable—just looking at him made Jiang Feng hate him. Otherwise, why would he dare not show his true face?

So he’d use him as target practice first.

"Coming again!"

The masked man clearly saw that Jiang Feng’s arrows were once more aimed at him.

He looked utterly disdainful.

No matter how good Jiang Feng’s archery was, it wouldn’t work against him.

"Hmm? Wait, something’s wrong!"

But watching the arrows come flying—

The masked man clearly felt as if there were three terrifying forces burning in the air, as if these arrows from Jiang Feng this time had a momentum that wouldn’t stop until they reached their goal.

He realized that relying on body technique, he actually couldn’t dodge this time.

No matter which direction he dodged, it felt as though he’d already lost the initiative.

Only by facing off with the three arrows head-on could he hope for victory.

So he swiftly drew his sword.

Stabbed forward three times in quick succession.

His swordsmanship was fierce and masterful—every thrust seemed to strike the incoming arrowheads.

Clang, clang, clang!

The three arrows splintered in the air.

But that terrifying force—

The unparalleled penetrating power made the blade of the masked man’s sword ripple like waves, and the power seeped into his arm, making his bones feel as if they were about to explode.

He resisted with all his might.

Finally managed to dispel the force.

But he was thrown backward, as if knocked back by Jiang Feng’s three arrows.

"This brat—"

The old Beast Master exclaimed, unable to help but want to stop and see what was happening.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

But in a flash, Jiang Feng shot three arrows at him too.

He hurriedly blocked with both palms.

Just like the masked man, as soon as he saw those three arrows, he knew he couldn’t dodge and could only defend with all his might. Primordial Power swirled into cyclones in his palms, a supreme martial arts technique, and the three arrows seemed trapped in the vortex, unable to break through, only dragging him backward.

Forcing him to retreat by sheer force.

"You guys—?"

The elderly man was dumbfounded.

How could Jiang Feng’s archery suddenly become so powerful?

The next moment, he too experienced Jiang Feng’s might.

Once again, three arrows shot toward him.

The elder struck out two palm seals, but all three arrows smashed through the seals and came straight for his vital points. As they neared, weakened by the palm seals, he barely had time to draw his blade to block.

Each stroke against an arrow forced him to retreat a step.

Three slashes in a row.

Jiang Feng had already taken Han Dong far from them.

But he wasn’t satisfied.

Sending a barrage of over a dozen arrows again.

Forcing the three to fall back over and over.

By then, Xiao Ran had caught up.

Watching the three forced back by Jiang Feng’s archery, Xiao Ran was dumbfounded. He quickly rode his horse around them to avoid being captured, only hoping Jiang Feng could take Han Dong and escape this predicament alive.

"Now do you believe me? I’m not the one who killed your Xiao Feng—it was that bastard."