Chapter 61 The Might of a Single Arrow

Based on the power of the War God, Chi You.

Using the archery of Da Yi as the release method.

Recombined and condensed through the fundamentals of Confucius's archery, it was a skillful attack similar to the concept of the Age of Gods, yet completely different. The power of the final eruption was beyond doubt. As Bai Qi evaded, his right hand slightly opened, then clenched, pulling down fiercely.

He naturally avoided this move.

In that instant, He was still able to react.

He could still defend against Bai Qi's battle formation.

This represented His combat awareness.

Then, He suddenly realized that Bai Qi's fingers held nothing.

Chong's expression froze.

The hand that the Lord of Wu'an had just clenched and pulled returned, tapping his chest.

As if he was simply returning a salute.

His expression was refined and gentle.

His lowered left hand slightly clenched.

The final military formation erupted at this moment, transforming into baleful energy, pulling at the Sky-Supporting God's body. The psychological game between military strategists was only a brief instant, yet it was fraught with killing intent. The outcome was decided once more. Chong's body, which should have directly avoided the attack, was momentarily sluggish, losing the chance to evade.

His mood at this moment was not resentment, but a feeling of being able to see the magnificent mountains and seas after ascending a steep peak, like the sigh of Xi Wu, the commander of the Wei Wu elite troops, when he finally died in battle, a helpless resignation of a convinced loser.

Military tactics are ever-changing, and water has no constant shape. One who can achieve victory by adapting to the enemy is called a god.

In the next moment, an incomparably brilliant light erupted. Bai Ze raised his right hand to cover Dong Yuefeng's eyes, while he himself had long closed his eyes. The violent shockwave, or rather, the dissipated light, held nothing, only the afterimage of an arrow remained.

Chong gritted his teeth and turned his body, a hint of ruthlessness finally appearing in his eyes.

Directly using his right arm to block the front.

The rapidly blasting energy arrow instantly melted Chong's arm.

Chong gritted his teeth, his body rotating, avoiding the vital points. Only his arm was directly pierced. The immense power broke through the Emperor's Tomb void, and after flying only a few hundred meters, it naturally dissipated. The concept of the Age of Gods directly targeted the enemy, without excessive waste.

After that dazzling light dissipated, Bai Ze cautiously opened his eyes.

He discovered that the Sky-Supporting God's left arm was almost completely melted, with only flesh and skin connecting it to the elbow. His face was contorted. Suddenly, he exerted force, throwing down the forearm that was only connected by flesh, smashing it in front of Wei Yuan. His chest rose and fell sharply, and he gnashed his teeth, glaring at Wei Yuan: "Good, good!"

"You're very good!"

"So, Kunlun is planning to start a war with me?"

Wei Yuan coldly laughed: "Not Kunlun, it's Wei Yuan."

The Qin halberdier directly crushed Chong's fallen arm with his foot, coldly making a throat-cutting gesture:

"From the moment you stepped in here."

"You and I are already in a life-or-death struggle!"

"??!"

Bai Ze's scalp went numb.

Damn, damn!

Big brother, let him go!

Why is your head so hard?!

He seemed to directly see the Xuan Yuan and Chi You of that year.

Were you raised by those two bastards?!

It's good to have clear likes and dislikes, and not allow your bottom line to be questioned, but occasionally the bottom line can be softened a bit.

Sure enough, the Sky-Supporting God burst out laughing, his aura instantly overwhelming. Wei Yuan's right hand slightly clenched, and Chi You's demonic weapon faintly appeared, causing his aura to also surge, making up for the defect that he did not have a mythological story and could not display the mythological concept form.

What? You say mythological concept?

Doesn't Xing Tian's axe count?!

Don't Chi You's Ten Demonic Weapons count?!

Borrowed, but they can still be used.

Anyway, they are in my hands.

Just as the atmosphere was chilling to the point where the second battle was about to begin, when the Sky-Supporting God seemed about to activate his Divine Era form, another figure appeared here. The aura overflowing from this place was forcibly smoothed out, the air waves were monstrous, but could not shake this person in the slightest. The cloak behind him fluttered, standing proudly in the void, arms crossed, an aura of endless expert came over him.

Bai Ze's body shook: "There's more?!"

"This, this aura, this pomp... an expert!"

The aftermath of the two domineering auras dissipated.

Bai Ze's gaze, which was shocked and faintly expectant, slowly solidified.

The true face of the newcomer appeared. Under the aura, the cloak that was billowing, with a very expert-like temperament, drooped down, revealing a gray and white apron with three large characters written on it: 'Hai An Lao' (Seashore Hotpot). The newcomer was tall and well-built.

He wore a gray long-sleeved shirt on his upper body.

The back of his shirt was also printed with a huge logo.

The exaggerated and luxurious characters "XX Delivery, Delivers Everything Fast" were written on it.

His lower body was jeans, and he wore a pair of black Martin boots.

His right hand was holding an oil dish, and his left hand was using chopsticks to put beef covered in sesame sauce into his mouth, so he gave the impression of a master wearing a cloak, crossing his arms to the extreme, but in reality, he looked more like an office worker holding a sesame sauce dish rushing to work.

Two huge auras impacted and encircled.

This man actually completely resisted, raising his eyes, sword-like brows and starry eyes, short and sharp hair.

Shi Yi, the most troublesome one in the Age of Gods.

Chong, seeing that his aura was blocked, angrily said:

"Shi Yi, what are you doing? You're actually blocking me?"

Shi Yi's tone was calm:

"Activating the mythical form here, are you now planning to really face Chi You's Ten Demonic Weapons, or are you planning to test whether Gong Gong is still as invincible as he was back then? I don't really want to care about what you want to do, but although Yu died in battle back then, Emperor Jun also signed a contract with him."

"The human world is the land of the human race, and mythical concepts cannot be activated."

He then looked at Wei Yuan: "I'll take this guy away."

"I am very sorry for his actions."

He took out a bank card from his pocket.

A hint of reluctance appeared on Shi Yi's face.

Then he threw it down and said, "This is my salary card, the password is 799937."

"According to the laws of the human world, this is a civil conflict, and I will pay compensation."

"Of course, if you want to go the criminal route, I don't think the human world's criminal power can govern us, and this situation is suitable for the type where the government doesn't interfere unless someone reports it, so property compensation is possible."

"Although this place may be difficult to repair, I think my lifespan should be enough to pay for it."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Dong Yuefeng: "..."

Bai Ze raised his hand and slapped it on his face, the corners of his mouth twitching.

This guy is too steady.

He also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

At this time, the only one who could pull apart the two hot-headed guys was probably Shi Yi. After all, Da Yi's archery was a nine-arrow barrage, known as Tianzhu (Heavenly Punishment). Bai Ze didn't know how many arrows Wei Yuan could still shoot. Nine arrows in a row, would they really leave the Sky-Supporting God here?

And Chong, disregarding his life and showing his mythical posture, also had the combat power to kill Wei Yuan with one move.

However, the premise was also that Wei Yuan's own body could not support him and would collapse in advance, even his soul would shatter. After all, that bow was actually given to Da Yi by Emperor Jun. "Emperor Jun bestowed on Yi a red bow and white arrows to support the lower realm. Yi was the first to relieve the hundred hardships of the lower earth."

Originally, he was a divine envoy to promote divine power, but in the end, he became the war god of the human race.

Bai Ze sighed complexly, not knowing what Emperor Jun was thinking at the beginning.

It can only be said that all things in the world will never develop according to what people think, just like he did not expect that the headstrong Wei Yuan would silently pick up the salary card and say, "Okay, I'll accept it."

"What's the bank card password?"

Shi Yi, whose face was chiseled like an axe, resolute and heroic, with short and sharp hair, replied without changing his expression:

"799937."

"What?"

"In the nine-grid input method."

"The first letters of Shi Yi yyds (Shi Yi forever a god) switched to the nine-grid number keys is what it is."

Bai Ze: "..."

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "Okay."

This heavenly god, who guarded the northwest corner of the Great Wilderness, scanned the others, nodded slightly, and then took away the angry Chong. Wei Yuan did not move, did not launch a sudden attack, not to mention that he could only launch that kind of attack once, Shi Yi himself might not be afraid of such an attack.

Shi Yi's attack ability was weaker than Chong's.

But his defense was far superior to the latter.

And even if Shi Yi and Chong were not of one mind, but also as gods of the Great Wilderness, having received Emperor Jun's order to come to the human world, it was definitely impossible for him to watch Chong die in battle. Wei Yuan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, staring at Chong's departure like a rock, and the latter did the same.

Bai Ze looked at the proudly standing Wei Yuan with mixed feelings.

He only felt that the years had changed. The potter, who was also just a decoration before, could now erupt with the combat ability of a mythological concept in a human body. This sudden and fierce battle finally ended with both sides taking a step back.

Of course, for Chong, it was definitely a great humiliation.

To be repelled.

He even lost an arm.

Bai Ze could foresee Chong's rage after Shi Yi recovered, but he quickly threw it out of his mind. Bai Ze patted Wei Yuan with emotion and said, "A scholar who has been away for three days must be looked at with new eyes. I didn't expect..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Yuan's body trembled, and he staggered and sat down on the ground.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "My legs are numb."

Although he said that, different cracks appeared on his body and arms. Especially on the arms and back holding the bow and arrows, there were dense traces. It was obvious that the arrow that touched mythology had directly exhausted Wei Yuan's strength.

The corner of Bai Ze's mouth twitched: "Then you still dare to provoke Him?!"

Wei Yuan said, "He was caught off guard, and he was already badly injured. We are all the same."

Bai Qi smiled slightly: "Soldiers use psychological warfare and strategic planning."

"Defeating the enemy by adapting to the situation, facing such an opponent, once you show weakness, the opponent's fierce attack will be even more powerful. This is the only way to force him back. Being able to see the opponent's style and habits in such a short time, and guide them, and use psychological warfare, is the best."

"Psychological warfare and strategic planning?"

Bai Ze looked at Wei Yuan suspiciously.

After thinking about it, it seemed to make sense.

Wei Yuan glanced slightly to the lower left, his face tense, and solemnly said:

"That's right."

"I saw through Chong's style."

Bai Ze: "..."

Are you kidding me?!

You were completely on a rampage and planned to fight this guy to the death, right?

The corner of Bai Ze's mouth twitched, but he didn't speak directly, but changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, it's really difficult..." Bai Qi looked at the inner hall of the Imperial Mausoleum behind him, his expression gentle and smiling: "It's okay. This time, I have also fulfilled my last wish in life."

"Being able to protect that child, at least, is enough."

"From now on, I'll leave it to you."

Wei Yuan's expression was solemn.

Bai Ze blankly said, "What's wrong? Why is it a farewell?"

Wei Yuan reacted: "You have a way?!"

Bai Ze nodded as a matter of course and said, "Wu'an Jun's situation is indeed very bad, but his own will is very strong. Strategists need a clear mind and a sense of the overall situation. As far as I know, you are the only one who can maintain a calm judgment even though you are stained with such heavy karma."

"You just need to repair the soul and body."

"For the soul, doesn't the potter have a thousand-year-old soul-nurturing wood in your house?"

"There's no way to repair the body. Either you use modern technology to create a body that can accommodate this soul, or you can ask your mom, I mean, ask Goddess Nuwa to reshape one, which is guaranteed to be better than the original."

"This method is very simple, and it's not just for Wu'an Jun."

Bai Ze showed his characteristic of knowing everything, and his mouth was getting faster and faster:

"For example, the First Emperor can also do this. His soul is strong and condensed by the Xuanyuan Sword Qi, but his body is not good. It's already old, only the appearance is still maintained normally. If you get Nuwa's clay for creating humans, you can reshape his body."

"And you can just casually knead it, you can create a thirty-year-old First Emperor who ruled the world, you can create a seventeen-year-old overlord who dominated the world, you can create a thirteen-year-old young king. Don't believe the First Emperor's appearance written in *Records of the Grand Historian*. When Sima Qian was born, how many emperors of the Han Dynasty were there? How could he have seen the First Emperor?"

"Let me tell you, the soul and body of a person influence each other. The old or young body will also act on the soul in reverse, just like after you go running, your body moves, which will in turn make you no longer sleepy."

"So, I strongly recommend the thirteen-year-old young king mode. Let me tell you, the tacit understanding with the thigh must start from childhood. What I hate the most is that when Xuanyuan was thirteen years old, I hadn't met him yet. This time, I must not..."

Bai Ze's eyes lit up, mentioning his experience in developing his thigh, babbling non-stop.

Wei Yuan was stunned.

Then he was silent, and under the condition of bursting out the power of the Divine Era and being completely overdrawn.

He actually stood up with the iron eagle sword in an extremely difficult and stubborn manner.

Then he and old Professor Dong Yuefeng took a step back.

After thinking about it, they took a few more steps back.

Bai Ze was still not satisfied, raised his head, looked at the two people who had retreated a hundred steps away at some point, and said in astonishment: "What's wrong? Why are you running so far... um, why is it dark here?" Bai Ze's voice stopped abruptly, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and then he felt that the world suddenly became extremely vast, and the world was dim and dark.

Two **** eyes suddenly lit up behind him.

The smile on Bai Ze's face froze.

"??!"

Dong Yuefeng shifted his gaze and murmured:

"Want to see the anger of Wu'an that even Lian Po and Zhao Kuo never saw..."

"Now you see it."

Wei Yuan shifted his gaze without changing his expression, as if the furious Lord Wu'an and Bai Ze did not exist. Anyway, Lord Wu'an was far from his peak now. He supported his body and staggered to the door of the inner hall, stretched out his hand.

The old professor was about to remind Wei Yuan that the door was closed, and Bai Ze could not open it with Feng Hou Qi Men, but he saw that the heavy door of the hall was so easily pushed open, and then the Qin halberdier staggered step by step up the white jade steps with the iron eagle sword.

Dong Yuefeng was thoughtful, sighed, hesitated, and followed behind.

He saw the Qin palace.

He also personally saw the sleeping king, feeling emotional in his heart.

Abandoned at the age of three.

King of Qin at the age of thirteen.

The modern image of Qin Shi Huang is from Yan Liben's *Portraits of Emperors Through the Ages* in the Tang Dynasty, so Qin Shi Huang is wearing a ceremonial robe and crown like other emperors, which is not surprising among the emperors of the past, but this is wrong, it's wrong, the old man whispered. The painters of the Tang Dynasty would not specifically study history and classics, but would only draw according to common sense.

And *Book of the Later Han - Records on Vehicles and Clothing*: "Qin took the position of the Son of Heaven in the Warring States period, subtracting the rites and studies. The clothes for suburban sacrifices were all made of black cloth."

Son of Heaven...

Dong Yuefeng whispered, is he really the Son of Heaven?

This is the only emperor, unprecedented, and never to be again.

He does not wear the twelve-stringed crown symbolizing the Son of Heaven, nor does he wear the ceremonial robe protected by twelve emblems.

Instead, he wears a wide-sleeved ink robe with a black bird pattern and a Tongtian crown.

Under the rolling sleeves.

Arrogantly holding the Tai'a that he had personally plundered as a hegemon.

Instead of the royal Mu Gong sword held by the past kings of Qin.

This is precisely the source of Tai'a's reputation as the sword of power...

He does not wear a crown, does not wear a ceremonial robe, arrogant and domineering, dominating the world.

The First Emperor...

And Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, unable to support himself, and directly sat down on the ground.

The iron eagle sword was thrown aside.

"That's great..."

He seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, calmed down for a while, and then looked around, and said to the old man who was shocked by this place: "The Sky-Supporting God Chong has already appeared, and no one knows whether other ancient gods will appear in the future. Heh... Elder Dong, speaking of which, I really want to, in order to prevent such things from happening again in the future, why don't we just carry Brother Zheng along with the throne and move him back to the museum?"

It will also be convenient to be a witness in the future.

The old man: "..."

The old professor was greatly shocked and murmured, "Do you and Bai Ze have any blood relationship?"

"Hmm? We probably all belonged to the decoration?"

Wei Yuan replied casually.

Then he realized what the old man meant.

His body stiffened, and he turned his head back little by little, seeing the king sitting on the throne.

Seeing a pair of dark pupils like cold stars.

"What do you want to do, Qing (卿, term for officials)?"

ps: Today's second update...

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