Chapter 62: The Mysterious Bow Makes Its Debut, Wei Jue Dies from Fear

  Wei Jie also had a strange encounter. During the Coming of Age ceremony, he incubated an excellent demonic beast egg and suddenly obtained three Steel Feathered Eagles.

  These three steel feather eagles were born from the same egg, like triplets. From birth, they understood a certain Taoist principle, able to unite their hearts and cooperate, fighting together in unison.

  They were nicknamed: Old First, Old Second, Old Third.

  Now Lao Er was actually killed by Chu Yun with one knife, and the triplets were missing one. It's like a complete palm with one finger cut off. How can Wei Ruo not feel heartache?

  It hurts so much I'm going crazy, I want to vomit blood!

  "Ah, I'm suffocating!" He burst into rage, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, glaring at Chu Yun with a menacing gaze, and shouted in a cold, murderous tone, "Boss, Eagle Wave Sweeps the Azure Clouds!"

  He wants to exert his superior Taoist skills and use sound waves to attack and kill Chu Yun.

  But who would have thought that this order was given, and the steel feathered eagle under the seat had no reaction at all.

  "Huh?!" Wei Rong was about to shout, but suddenly his eyes widened in shock. He suddenly discovered that the old man's eagle had a bloodstain on its neck.

  Suddenly, he remembered Drunken Snow's dagger flying over and slashing across his cheek...

  His heart skipped a beat, and an overwhelming sense of danger enveloped his entire body. Wei Rong's face turned deathly pale, and he stared wide-eyed in vain.

  At this moment, he felt that time seemed to slow down. The bloodstain slowly expanded, and a large amount of fresh blood spurted out. The eagle's head and body gradually separated, getting farther and farther apart.

  Everything seems like slow motion.

  The heart also sank deeper and deeper, finally with a loud crash, it sank to the bottom of the valley.

  Bang!

  In the high sky above the arena, a burst of blood flowers suddenly exploded, and the steel feather eagle's body and head were separated!

  Wei Zuo fell down and could only summon Steel Feather Eagle Third in mid-air, barely escaping the danger of falling.

  The crowd immediately erupted in a thunderous cry of surprise.

  "Wow! One knife, two lives, what kind of knife move is this?"

  The defensive capabilities of the Steel Feathered Eagles were already exceptional, and one of them had even been imbued with the Steel Armor Dao. More crucially, both Steel Feathered Eagles were Great Demon-level creatures that had surpassed 500 years in age, with profound cultivation.

  Chu Yunfei flew out with a knife and unexpectedly killed two equally ranked demon beasts in one go.

  It was shocking and unbelievable, and for a while everyone was guessing what kind of unexpected swordsmanship Chu Yun had used.

  "My eldest brother!" Wei Jue's eyes turned red, his face twisted, and tears welled up in his eyes. He stared at the eldest of the Steel Winged Eagle triplets as he burst into light in mid-air. His head transformed into a small demon crystal, his body transformed into a large demon crystal, and fell onto the arena, stirring up a cloud of dust.

  "Ah——! Chu Yun, I'll make you die a terrible death!" Wei Ruo was furious, covering his chest, and had already become hysterical.

  The loss is too great.

  He never expected that such a flawless tactic would cost him two steel-winged eagles.

  These three steel-winged eagles, grew up with him. They were the blood in his body, the flesh on his heart, and he treasured them so much that they were his strongest reliance.

  Now, after being ambushed and killed by Chu Yun with one slash of his sword, only the last head remains, the weakest old three who has been cultivating for over 300 years.

  "You've lost the Drunken Snow Sword, what can you use to resist me now? Chu Yun, I want you to die a miserable death!" Wei Ruo sat on the back of the eagle, his facial muscles twitching with rage.

  The Drunken Snow Knife was stuck in the mountain wall, Chu Yun's hands were empty, but her face was very calm: "Don't you know that the academy's sparring doesn't involve life and death? Are you going to defy the academy's rules? If you kill me, it will be a life for a life. Do you still want to make a move?"

  Wei Ruo couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment.

  Although it seems that there are only scholars watching the fight in the arena, in reality, many staff members are hidden behind the scenes. It's all to prevent vendettas and put the scholars' lives at risk.

  Wei Ruo didn't have the slightest doubt that he was already being targeted by these people. If he really made a move to hurt Chu Yun, the consequences would be terrible.

  This discovery shocked him. Immediately, a greater sense of grief and indignation surged up, filling his heart. The enemy who had killed the Steel Wing Eagle was right in front of him, yet he couldn't take revenge!

  "Ah!" He was furious, his hair disheveled, tearing at his clothes, and pounding his chest with his fists. "Even if I don't kill you, I'll beat you until you can't get out of bed for half a year! Let you feel deep regret and resentment! Let you know the consequences of offending me!"

  He yelled loudly, no longer with his previous elegance.

  People watched with bated breath, and while sighing, they also felt a hint of sympathy. As the main force of the demon beasts, two of them died in an instant. All their past efforts and hard work had been for nothing.

  No matter what, Wei Jue will no longer be the leader of the Haoyi Sect after this battle. Without strength, who would obey him?

  "Are you really treating me like a dish, to be bullied at will?" Chu Yun shook his head, feeling somewhat helpless in the face of Wei Ruo's shouting. He reached into his waist pouch and pulled out the Dingxing Bow, holding it in his hand.

  Then, he drew out three artificial shooting star arrows from a special quiver for holding arrow shafts and placed them on the bowstring. These arrow shafts were exquisitely crafted, all of which were at the level of young You class. They were made by Master Yu Ya.

  There was a moment when the whole venue was quiet.

  Everyone, including Wei Rong, was stunned.

  "Me? Am I seeing things?! A Spirit Bow, a high-ranking Spirit Bow at that!"

  "Chu Yun has drawn his bow and nocked an arrow. Could it be that besides his mastery of the sword, he also possesses mastery of archery?"

  "The demon bow's appearance is not bad, its quality is at least average."

  After a brief silence, the whole scene erupted.

  "Chu Yun still has an ace up her sleeve, no wonder she's so calm."

  "Wei Jue is in trouble, Yao Gong is best at long-range attacks, his plan has fallen through."

  Wei Jue was stunned, when did Chu Yun get a magic bow?

  He sat stiffly on the back of the eagle, feeling a heart suddenly falling from the nine-day cloud sky to the depths of the underworld.

  The gap is too big.

  When did Chu Yun get a demonic bow?!

  That demon bow was a deep blue all over, like stars in general, and it was so dazzling in his eyes.

  His blood congealed, seeing three arrows aimed at him, Wei Ruo suddenly felt a gust of cool wind, he didn't know where it came from, blowing all over his body.

  "Rapid Fire." Chu Yun shouted lightly and three arrows shot out at once.

  Splash!

  Three arrows formed a sound wave, head and tail connected, piercing through the air, emitting an arrow whizzing sound.

  Wei Jiao was startled and shouted: "Old Three, get out of the way!"

  The steel-winged eagle let out a cry, its wings shaking as it narrowly avoided the flying arrow. Wei was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

  "A flash of starlight." Chu Yun immediately took another arrow and drew his bow, the arrow shaft flashing with incredible speed, and as soon as the bowstring was released, it transformed into a streak of starlight, shooting straight into the chest of the Steel Feather Eagle in an instant.

  "Old Three, hold on!" Wei Ruo gritted his teeth, the Steel Wing Eagle was shaking violently, he sat on it, experiencing intense turbulence, feeling frightened.

  He opened his mouth, attempting to give an order to counterattack. As a result, he heard Chu Yun's command again: "Little Flying Feather."

  With a whooshing sound, the flying arrow exploded in mid-air into countless light feathers, dazzling and piercing to the eyes, weaving a dense web of firepower that enveloped the Steel Feather Eagle.

  Wei was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body, and he hastily patted the steel-winged eagle's head, shouting: "Fly out, fly out quickly!"

  "Shooting Heaven", "Little Flying Feather", "Starry Flash", "Linked Beads"...

  On the ground, Chu Yun's flying arrows were relentless. In mid-air, Wei Ruo was driving away the steel-winged eagles that kept fleeing.

  The onlookers were shocked.

  The situation changed too quickly, in the blink of an eye, Chu Yun had already chased Wei Ruo to the sky, causing a huge commotion.

  "The arrow branch is like the wind, and unexpectedly, the young tiger still has this move."

  "Look at his archery skills, the connection is seamless, like a flowing cloud and water. Heaven, it turns out that his innate talent for shooting arrows is also so high."

  "The tactics carefully designed by Wei Qiaolong have fallen through, and looking at his struggling appearance is truly a tragedy."

  Everyone's words reached Wei Ruo's ears, almost making him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.

  "How detestable......" He had the intention to display his Taoist magic, turning the situation around, but Chu Yun's arrow kept chasing him from behind, making him flee in a fluster without stopping.

  "Ah! Chu Yun, you're too shameless. You actually used the second demonic soldier!" He was so angry that he couldn't help but shout loudly, speaking wildly and irrationally.

  The onlookers all burst out laughing: "Obviously it was Wei Rou Xian Sheng who used the second demonic beast first, okay?"

  "Wei Jue is indeed a scion of the aristocracy, shameless. Such words can actually be uttered." Some commoner scholars did not let go of this opportunity to suppress the influence of the aristocracy.

  The proud scholars all fell silent, feeling ashamed. Some people with disappointed expressions had already quietly withdrawn from the scene. Many people couldn't bear to watch Wei Ruo being shot by Chu Yun one arrow after another, fleeing in disarray.

  "Shoot to the sky!" Chu Yun suddenly spotted a gap in the enemy's defense and abruptly fired an arrow.

  The arrow formed a straight line, shooting straight into the sky. Under Chu Yun's prediction, Wei Ruo drove the steel feather eagle to collide with the arrow branch head-on. The steel feather eagle let out a miserable cry, its body flipped over, and Wei Ruo fell off.

  "Rapid Fire!" "Rapid Fire!" "Rapid Fire!" Chu Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shot nine flying arrows in a row. The arrow shafts all shot into the Steel Feather Eagle's body, and it was shot dead in mid-air. After falling to the ground, the white light dissipated and transformed into a piece of demon crystal.

  "No!!!!!!" Wei Jue heavily fell to the ground, with multiple fractures all over his body, internal bleeding in his chest, and dizziness. Seeing the last steel winged eagle being shot dead, he let out a painful cry, spat out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes, and fainted.

  Wei Jue's battle became a fierce counterattack against those arrogant and restless scholars.

  "The young tiger is indeed a young tiger, unexpectedly hiding such a trump card."

  "Wei Jue's defeat was too miserable, losing the combat power of three great demon beasts, all the efforts in the past were lost."

  "It's strange, why didn't Chu Yun use his demonic bow when he was fighting against Shi Jiaming?"

  "Don't you know? Shi Jiaming and Chu Yun are quite close."

  "My god, so that's how it is, I get it now! This is blatant score-brushing behavior!"

  Many people have suddenly realized that Chu Yun intentionally lost to Jin Bi Han, and was brushing up her score. Of course, someone reported this incident. The academy's response was: if you can also do the same, intentionally lose, then come and brush up your score.

  "Score!""Score!" Many people are excited.

  But when they want to do it, they suddenly find out - it's so hard.

  This kind of score-brushing behavior requires the most basic requirement, which is a winning streak. However, not everyone has the strength to win consecutively. Chu Yun's consecutive wins are due to his mastery of the Great Achievement Sword Technique and being the top student in the academy. Other powerful students have proud temperaments; who can lower their heads and admit defeat to someone of the same age?