Shui Yuntian was furious; the monk was using him as a shield again!

However, the way everyone looked at Xiang Wan changed.

Even a single person cannot guarantee that they won't be shot by the Fourth Master, a sharpshooter. The monk actually dragged someone down with him. I don't know if he was too confident in his skills or underestimated the Fourth Master.

Everyone lit candles for Xiang Wan, but Yan Zhen's heart was in her throat.

He set up these obstacles only to test the monk's true strength. If the monk could handle even this with ease, then only the final move would suffice.

Yan Zhen quietly withdrew and sent someone to make arrangements.

Xiang Wan pretended not to know anything and pulled Shui Yuntian to the training ground of Black Wind Mountain.

The venue wasn't large, only about 100 square meters, which was just the right distance for archery.

Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian were on this side, while the Fourth Leader was on the other. The bandits watching were all outside the training ground, yet they had completely surrounded it.

He's probably worried about her!

The fourth leader drew his bowstring taut, shouted "Watch out!", and then a hail of arrows rained down on Xiang Wan.

Three arrows fired in quick succession, ten arrows shot simultaneously!

Shui Yuntian's heart trembled with fear, for all the arrows were aimed at him, this human-shaped target. If Xiang Wan had been even a fraction of a second slower, he would have become a deadly victim of these arrows!

After cursing the monk to death in her heart once again, Xiang Wan finally caught the last arrow just as its tip was about to hit his forehead.

There was a pile of arrows beside him, exactly twenty-eight in total.

"Amitabha, may Buddha protect you."

Xiang Wan smiled, as if nothing had happened.

The bandits' hearts jumped into their throats.

The monk seems very powerful. What other tricks does the second-in-command have up his sleeve?