Chapter 195 – Unconvinced? Hold It In (4)
“Ugh—”
Just as the words left his mouth, an arrow soared through the air, piercing a man standing further back right through the chest.
Everyone turned to the sound, just in time to see him clutching his chest, disbelief written all over his face. His burly body tilted backwards slowly, blood gushing from his shattered heart, staining the ground red.
Before he met his end, his eyes widened as if he had seen a vengeful spirit.
The chilling sight sent shivers down everyone’s spine. Could it be… there really are vengeful spirits in this forest?
“What’s the panic! You’re men! What’s there to fear from mere ghosts!”
The Leader shouted, snapping everyone back to their senses. He raised his sword and took a few steps toward the direction the arrow had come from, slashing through the underbrush as if it were made of paper.
Nothing! Still no trace! Where on earth is the ambusher hiding?
The Leader gazed at the ground, devoid of any sign of life, his expression cracking like a wall with a few visible fractures.
“Ah—”
Another horrified scream echoed, as yet another victim was pierced through the chest by an unknown arrow, this time much further from the Leader than the last.
The Leader rushed back, only to find this man had also breathed his last, just like the first, with a fatal shot to the heart.
He examined the wound, fury boiling inside him, barely contained.
Since he began serving the Meng Clan, he had grown accustomed to being revered like a star; when had he been subjected to such humiliation?
Toyed with by nameless rogues, what was even worse was that his enemy had never shown their face.
“Playing tricks! A mere child is nothing to worry about.” The Leader stood up and addressed the others, “Are you all fools? The enemy has arrows trained on you, and yet you’re standing around like morons…”
His reprimand jolted everyone; they quickly abandoned their casual grouping and formed a more organized formation. Compared to this so-called “ghost,” the Leader was the true source of fear.
At that moment, Jiang Pengji had already stealthily maneuvered to another position.
“Honestly, they’re as stupid as they come. It’s not even challenging.”
Jiang Pengji chuckled to herself. With the initiative in her hands, it didn’t matter if they huddled together or scattered; no amount of defensive measures would help them unless they could sense her presence or detect her lethal intentions beforehand.
Killing intent, although seemingly intangible, certainly existed; it just couldn’t be seen or touched.
Some martial artists honed their abilities, enhancing their senses to develop an almost mystical “intuition.” When others were focused on them, they could sense it, let alone with a malicious energy like “killing intent.”
That Leader indeed possessed some skill; his senses were sharp enough to detect others’ intentions and stares.
However, how could Jiang Pengji’s skills even be compared to theirs?
A genetic warrior who could be sensed through their killing intent belonged at the bottom of the barrel, entirely unsuited for the mission.
Jiang Pengji had plentiful experience with sniping, always coming out successful.
If she couldn’t perfectly hide her “killing intent” and reduce her presence to almost zero, given the average five senses in this world, that wouldn’t be a stealth attack. It would be unequivocally announcing her location to the enemy while seeking their lives.
What’s the point in that!?
The live stream audience was thoroughly entertained, seemingly unfazed after the initial bloodshed.
【Yueyue】: #LOL, this scene gives off serious vibes of a max-level golden-armor player slaughtering and playing with low-level newbies in a starter village.
【Aize Huahuo】: Isn’t it just a godly player beating down on colored pencils?
【Zhong Fei Zuo Ye Xing Chen】: Crushing enemies is what’s exciting, yes! I love the feeling of slicing through waves of little monsters.
Jiang Pengji smirked. They huddling together only made it easier for them to meet their demise.
【Host V】: Let me show you what’s meant by killing two birds with one arrow!
As soon as she finished speaking, another arrow was released into the air, and Jiang Pengji changed her location without looking back.
Whoosh—
An arrow shot through the air, and the crowd only noticed its presence just before it was too late.
“Two more!”
Jiang Pengji didn’t even need to look; she knew she had taken two more heads. The casualties had reached a terrifying number. They had yet to catch a glimpse of their ambusher, while comrades continued falling one by one.
The Leader remained unscathed, sheltered in the center, but the bodies of those who had just been killed lay perilously close to him, facing his direction.
“With archery skills like this, they can’t possibly be bandits…”
The Leader pushed the corpse off him, a hint of bitterness crossing his face.
He also understood that remaining in the dense forest would only lead to more silent deaths.
“Could it be… are those from Hejian County seeking revenge?” a trembling subordinate speculated.
The Leader scoffed, disdain etched on his features, “Those people lack the guts…”
Not this, not that… So who on earth was the assailant?
Could it be… there truly was a vengeful spirit appearing in broad daylight?
Unease spread through the group, watching them retreat while casting one last look at the remaining arrows in the quiver. Jiang Pengji’s smile held a hint of wickedness.
Once you’ve stepped onto the path of the underworld, how could there be any turning back?
Mobile shooting wasn’t difficult for Jiang Pengji; the only challenge was hiding her form while on the move.
The atmosphere grew more dreadful and sinister, with tension and the shadow of death hanging over everyone’s minds.
Thud—
A subordinate at the back fell victim to an arrow shot through his temple, pinned against a nearby tree trunk.
“Stop panicking! Retreat!”
The Leader detected the disturbance at the back, his heart sinking; another life had quietly been taken.
The same scene repeated itself; Jiang Pengji was like the most seasoned hunter, as if she knew the forest like the back of her hand. No matter how the group ran or panicked, she always maintained a dangerously safe shooting range.
Like a cat experienced in hunting, those men were merely mice being chased.
One by one, she dismantled and shattered their mental defenses, waiting until she’d had her fun before delivering a fatal blow.
The Leader was teetering on the brink of a mental breakdown from the relentless killings. Though he appeared calm externally, he could hardly hide the unease within… Yes, unease!
He couldn’t detect where the arrows would come from, let alone the identity of the target the enemy was hunting.
With the enemy hidden and themselves exposed in this wooded area full of cover, they were far too passive.
