Defeating Two First-Rate Martial Artists
Amid the chaos, Ash remained steady, continuously firing arrows with precision. He stayed vigilant, conserving his strength by only releasing shots at the perfect moments—supporting his fellow soldiers by striking down key threats and tipping the balance in their favor.
The number of first-rate masters combined with the guards is still almost half of their enemies, so they can only use the single advantage of numbers to face them.
Thankfully, soldiers were trained to fight in groups to face stronger enemies, so they were barely able to fight against them.
Ash understands what his role here is, as even if he fights with all his strength, he can only take two or three first-rate martial artists and will be exhausted quickly.
But such a thing is dangerous in the current chaotic situation where nothing is yet known about the number of enemies, as there can be more groups. So, it is best for him to support others, which will have a greater impact as a whole.
He fired arrows one after another, although it was not strong, but because of the special ability of the bow, his arrows also had small spirit damage, which resulted in creating great difficulties for his enemies.
Bang! Bang!...
Arrows tore through the wind, striking enemies one after another, saving soldiers, and turning the tide of battle. Each shot was precise, landing at the perfect moment to assist those struggling against stronger foes.
"Damn these arrows! We need to kill that guy first!" One of the enemy's first-rate martial artists roared in frustration.
"Yeah, his aim is too precise, and his timing is flawless," another growled. "Not to mention, his arrows have some strange effect—they're attacking our spirit!"
"He's controlling the battlefield alone," a third enemy spat angrily. "If we want to end this quickly, we have to take that bastard out first!"
"Ash, you are doing great." Jin, who didn't join the battle and was standing behind him, laughed and cheered as he was too weak to join.
"Yeah, Ash, we didn't expect you to be this good!" Other people present also exclaimed, their eyes filled with admiration.
The other caravan members and young soldiers, especially those on their first mission, echoed his praise. They, like Jin, were too weak to actively participate in the battle—after all, only second-rate martial artists or stronger could fight effectively in such a fierce clash.
Boom!
The enemies fought fiercely, and two of them managed to leave due to their numbers and ran towards Ash with fast speed.
"Damn it, move back!" Jin roared as the group quickly retreated, putting distance between themselves and the approaching threat, giving Ash space to fight.
Ash's expression hardened as he focused on the two enemies charging toward him, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Bastard, let's see how he handles us." One of the enemies roared and jumped towards him, using his movement techniques to the fullest.
He didn't hold back and immediately fired four consecutive arrows using the Nine Heart Arrow technique.
The moment the arrows left his bow, his aura surged, exploding outward with immense force. By the time the fourth arrow was released, the air itself seemed to tremble.
The expressions of the two enemies charging toward him twisted in shock, especially the one closest to him, who was advancing at full speed. They could feel the deadly force radiating from the arrows—especially the final one, which carried an overwhelming power of destruction.
He immediately gathered internal energy and used his best fist technique to punch the incoming arrows. His punches were fast and powerful and collided with the arrows.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
However, he barely managed to stop the first three and couldn't stop the fourth one that quickly collided with him.
Boom!
The final arrow exploded upon impact, unleashing a tremendous force of destruction. The sheer power shattered his internal energy defenses, sending him flying. In the aftermath, one of his arms was completely destroyed, torn apart by the devastating blast.
"Damn you!" the wounded man roared, fury twisting his features.
The second enemy wasted no time. Gripping his spear tightly, he hurled it toward Ash with terrifying force.
The spear tore through the air like a roaring beast, its sharp point aimed straight for Ash's heart. But Ash was ready. He activated his movement technique, pushing it to its limits as he swiftly dodged the incoming spear.
The injured enemy didn't stop even in his condition and punched him with his other hand with all his strength, wanting to end the battle as he could clearly feel he was just a second-rate martial artist and thought close combat was his weakness.
"Hmm," Ash smiled and also punched and collided directly with the fist of the injured enemy.
Bang!
"Ahhh!"
The enemy cried out in pain as his punch landed with devastating force. Already severely injured—wounds that would have been fatal to an ordinary human—he was far weaker than before.
Ash's strike carried the strength of a first-rate martial artist, and in his opponent's current state, he had no chance of withstanding it. The impact sent him flying, his body crashing hard against the ground.
This shocked the other enemy, as he didn't expect him, as a second-rate martial artist, to take on his partner's attack. But it didn't let him stop, as he didn't believe he could take on a fully fit, first-rate martial artist.
The second enemy's hand glowed as he unleashed a fierce boxing technique, his movements resembling a tiger pouncing on its prey.
Ash didn't hesitate. He countered with Dragon Elephant Divine Fist, his strike carrying the full force of his inner strength. A faint dragon's roar echoed through the air as his fist descended with overwhelming might, colliding head-on with the first-rate martial artist.
Bang!
It was a clash of dragon and tiger, but the outcome was decided in an instant. A sickening crack filled the air as the enemy was sent flying, his arm shattered from the sheer impact of the blow.