Unlike the back of the head which is blocked by the skull, the shaft of the black iron arrow alone is as thick as a finger, not to mention the force it carries. If this arrow were really shot out, the consequences would be simply horrific.
If Luo Jiujiang had pressed his sword handle, moving both the sword and the arrow simultaneously, and used the sword to block the arrow, he might have had a chance of survival. However, he was holding a small broken slingshot in his right hand, and the time it took him to drop it and draw his sword to block the attack was enough for Qiu Changyun to kill him seven or eight times.
The archery range, which had been filled with laughter and voices just now, suddenly became silent. Only the divine heron in the sky cried out harshly twice, perhaps because it was bored because no one was shooting arrows.
"Qiu, Brother Qiu, can you please put down your bow?"
After a long while, someone finally spoke softly, their voice trembling. The topic avoided Luo Jiujiang and the wandering cultivators, and also avoided the bet, as if they were afraid of alarming Qiu Changyun's fragile nerves: "Breakfast will be served soon. The crucian carp and tofu soup in the morning is a first-class delicacy. Why should you and I miss it?"
If he had said this before the bet, he might have been able to pull Qiu Changyun away. But it was too late now. Qiu Changyun's face was as dark as a cloud, and the whites of his eyes were entangled with fine red threads. His chest heaved violently, clearly in a rage, but his hand on the bow was remarkably steady. He sneered, "Carp and tofu? Fine, I'll see if this kid's brains are the same color!"
"Brother Qiu, no! That's a life!" the man blurted out in shock. On the other hand, one of the victims who was about to be killed didn't care at all. Looking at the ferocious Qiu Changyun, he laughed out loud: "Friend, are you a cow?"
Perhaps because he was holding Luo Jiujiang's vitals, Qiu Changyun's face turned even worse after hearing his greeting, but he didn't immediately fire his arrow: "Are you calling me slow?"
"Slow is nothing." Luo Jiujiang curled his lips and said, "Look, from the beginning to the end, you dared to follow my bet. I told you you were going to lose and you immediately admitted it in your heart. I was on guard against you doing something weird, but you just did this... Now I just pointed out that you are wrong, and you turned your face to this extent. No, an ox needs to be led by the nose to walk, but you just rushed into the ditch without me leading you. You are obviously not even as good as an ox!"
When Luo Jiujiang's words became truly venomous, they were like a drum beating on someone's neck. Qiu Changyun's remaining patience only allowed him to listen to Luo Jiujiang's words. Regardless of the nervous expressions of those around him and their attempts to dissuade him, he suddenly let go, the rage surging in his heart as vicious as the words he blurted out: "Go to hell!"
There was a clanging sound, like the collision of metal.
Of course, Luo Jiujiang would not have an extra arm to draw a sword under his right rib. In full view of everyone, he used the crude and unremarkable slingshot to block Qiu Changyun's heavy arrow.
The divine heron was specially appointed by the dean. Its leather and feathers make it invulnerable to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire.
Coincidentally, the main body of Luo Jiujiang's slingshot is made of frost tree. It is hard to say whether it is immune to water and fire, but it is definitely invulnerable to swords and guns.
Luo Jiujiang whistled as he switched the slingshot to his left hand. His right hand had already unsheathed its sword, guarding against the man's sudden second arrow. He continued to angrily say, "Oh, I said the wrong thing. Sometimes being slow really doesn't matter—you see, you're just too slow."
Everyone: “…”
I saw him on the verge of life and death, I saw him surviving from the brink of death, I saw him committing suicide on his own initiative!
Qiu Changyun really pulled the bow and roared like he had lost his mind: "I will kill you!"
"Well, your mouth is faster than your hands." Luo Jiujiang said with a smile.
The author has something to say: Regarding the update, I was knocked down by garlic juice on the morning of the Spring Festival. My stomach was upset for the whole day and I felt uncomfortable eating. I shouldn't have eaten garlic in the morning, but my father insisted that I eat it qaq, during the Spring Festival...
Because I went back to my hometown, I spent the next few days visiting relatives and friends. Everyone knows that the sound of relatives playing mahjong makes my head chaotic. There are few houses, so it is difficult to be alone. When I type, there are always people behind me, almost always coming to see me.
Finally home, sorry everyone, I told you I would update daily. There will be an update tonight, and more tomorrow, this update will also be 4k5+, I will try my best to make it up to everyone!
Happy New Year to everyone! Belated blessings, happy Chinese New Year to all the little angels!
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