Naturally, Shen Yifan would not pay attention to the noise from outside the field. He looked at the calm figure from afar and let out a breath of turbid air. The next arrow did not hesitate to skip all the probing stages and directly went for the real deal.
Wind God's arrow!
A gentle breeze brushed across his face, the wind rising from the end of Qingping.
As if sensing danger, the other party finally moved.
"So fast!"
Everyone at the side of the stage exclaimed.
Just as they could not catch the trajectory of Shen Yifan's bow and arrow, they could not catch the trajectory of his body at this moment. They could only vaguely see a red shadow flashing in the field.
Such a terrifying speed was several times more exaggerated than the Mountain King in the first round!
"It's impossible to hit this monster with an arrow, right?"
