Under the Two Faces Mask, Xie Feng's calm expression had a tinge of hidden disdain and coldness. His slightly slow steps became fast and without hesitation, he charged towards the rain of arrows shot by the archers.
In less than two seconds, the first arrow was right in front of Xie Feng; only one meter away. As if time had suddenly slowed down, Xie Feng could see every detail of the incoming arrow with maximum clarity. Just as the first arrow was about to hit him, Xie Feng moved his head just a few inches to the right.
The arrow that had missed its target continued to fly a few feet before finally falling to the ground.
*Swoosh!*
*Swoosh!*
*Swoosh!*
...
More and more arrows arrived only a fraction of a second later.
