Liu Kuangdao's attacks became increasingly fierce, each swing of his blade seemingly carrying boundless power and killing intent.

However, Qin Ze did not back down. On the contrary, he gradually stabilized his rhythm and adjusted his internal energy to its best state.

In a brief pause, Qin Ze quickly created distance, a cold glint in his eyes. Then, he abruptly drew the Divine Arm Bow from his back, and the arrow flashed through the air like lightning, heading straight for Liu Kuangdao.

Liu Kuangdao immediately sensed the danger and tried to dodge, but Qin Ze's shooting speed was so fast that he could not completely avoid it.

A golden arrow pierced Liu Kuangdao's shoulder, and blood splattered out.

Liu Kuangdao roared, his anger raging, and his attacks became even more ferocious. However, Qin Ze's Divine Arm Bow shot out again, the arrow as sharp as a knife, accurately hitting Liu Kuangdao's wrist.

Liu Kuangdao screamed as his weapon flew from his hand. He looked at Qin Ze in horror, his heart filled with shock and anger.

In his imagination, Qin Ze could never possibly possess such formidable strength.

Everyone stopped fighting and stared at the scene in disbelief.

The Liu family disciples were even more incredulous. They had originally thought Liu Kuangdao was invincible, but they never expected that Qin Ze would be so outstanding in both archery and martial arts.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Qin Ze once again created distance, nimbly bypassing Liu Kuangdao, his eyes locked onto Liu Kuangdao's weakness.

Suddenly, Qin Ze shouted and struck out with both palms in mid-air, unleashing the power of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the palm strike was like a dragon, a ferocious beast in a storm, fiercely attacking Liu Kuangdao.

Liu Kuangdao screamed as his body was struck by the powerful palm wind, sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up dust and gravel.