Chapter 72: The Tyrant's Heart

  Ice rain saw Su Qingchen dodge an arrow, then coldly smiled and drew a strange curve on the bowstring with her small white hand. She lightly pulled the bowstring, and with a whistling sound, a dark blue arrow shot out. Looking at the arrow she had just shot, she gently bit her red lip and said to herself: This is what you asked for.

  The icy rain's slender hand once again contained the violent soul power, grasping the snowy bowstring. With a pull and release, it seemed like a simple action, but three arrow feathers shot out from the bowstring in succession. After shooting this arrow, Icy Rain stopped her attack. She raised her head to look at Su Qingchen, with a hint of pride in her eyes, as if saying that the combination of Pursuing Soul Arrow and Feathered Arrows was unbeatable, and dared him to dodge.

  It seems that the four arrow feathers coming straight at him made Su Qingchen's eyebrows furrow slightly, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Damn it, you're playing with your life from the start, not giving people a moment to breathe? You're really a little chili pepper, aren't you afraid of not being able to get married?" As he thought, Su Qingchen's hands contained a hint of soul power, and he punched out at the pursuing arrow that was heading straight for his face. The moment they collided, Su Qingchen's body flew backward, and a thread of fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

  As for Su Qingchen's evasive movements to dodge the four arrows, a hint of admiration flashed through his mind, followed by a cold hum, and he couldn't help but think: You can dodge these four arrows, let's see how you dodge the countless flying arrow feathers.

  "Arrows fill the sky." Along with the melodious sound of icy rain, the small hands drew the bowstring again. After three arrows shot out, there was a brief pause before the small hands drew the bowstring once more, and in a low voice, shouted: "Arrows fill the sky".

  In an instant, nine arrow feathers had already appeared in the air. The crowd was amazed at how high Ice Rain's soul technique understanding was, and they couldn't help but feel a chill for Su Qingchen. However, no one worried about Su Qingchen's life safety, and the awesome gamble was thrown to the back of their minds. At this moment, the only thing that interested the crowd was whether Su Qingchen could make Ice Rain become his little wife.

  Su Qingchen, who was sent flying backwards, looked at the arrows coming towards him and his heart had already hit rock bottom. He no longer held any hope that Bing Yu would show mercy, especially since he knew that every arrow she shot was with full force. The tracking arrows contained such violent soul power that just this one arrow had caused Su Qingchen's soul power to go into chaos, wildly entangling and preventing him from using his soul power normally.

  Su Qingchen licked the corner of his mouth, where a faint smile had appeared. This was the first time he had faced a life crisis since coming to this strange world, and the first time he felt so close to death. A thought flashed through his mind: if his heart were pierced by the purple jade, could it still save him? As he thought about it, the dormant tyrannical heart deep within him stirred.

  That was when he learned in his past life that even with the highest cultivation, he couldn't use his innate technique, and a destructive thought arose deep within him, wanting to sacrifice the lives of the continent to atone for the sin he had committed. However, this thought was suppressed by Su Qingchen's inner self, yet it still slowly changed her. After arriving in this realm, she thought that the tyrannical heart would disappear, but when faced with life and death crises, it was triggered again. However, Su Qingchen felt that it had undergone a subtle change, unsure whether it was for better or worse.

  After stirring up the heart of Tyrant, Su Qingchen's momentum suddenly increased, and the chaotic soul power in his body was also suppressed. A domineering aura emanated from his body, as if he wanted all the powers in the world to surrender to him, otherwise, he would thoroughly destroy them.

  The soul force between his hands increased rapidly, and when the soul force was filled to a terrifying level, he swung his hands with force, and a shield-shaped aura composed of violent soul force appeared in front of Su Qingchen, blocking arrow after arrow. However, each blocked arrow weakened it by one-tenth, while Bing Yu's arrows continued to shoot out like they didn't consume any soul force at all.

  When the soul force shield dissipated, three arrow feathers directly pierced Su Qingchen's body. One arrow pierced his left shoulder, one arrow pierced his right shoulder, and another arrow pierced Su Qingchen's abdomen. Looking at the three arrows that had pierced him, Su Qingchen laughed loudly: "Haha, is this all your attack? With this, you want to take my life, Su Qingchen? It's not enough, wait for me to make you my wife."

  A domineering sentence made the crowd, who were already worried, feel even more uncertain - was Boss really okay? Those three arrows had just pierced through his body. But when they saw Su Qingchen's excited face, their hearts couldn't help but relax. Since school started, Su Qingchen had always brought them miracles, and this time was no exception. Unconsciously, they were influenced by the overbearing aura emanating from Su Qingchen, and they even thought about calling Bing Yu "Big Sister".

  "My grass, you're really awesome, you've already won the bet, keep going! If Bing Yu becomes your wife, that's going to be super big news at Stanford Academy, it'll shake the whole city of Feather Fall! What a perfect sister-in-law! You little brat doesn't know if he's lucky or has a heavy taste, really can't help but admire!" Xie Qian shouted excitedly as he saw Su Qingchen being shot by three arrows and still laughing wildly.

  Xie Qian's words brought Yin Ting back to her senses from her worries, a subtle charm appeared on her small face, and a pair of beautiful autumn water pupils gazed at Su Qingchen in the sky with a hint of melancholy, but in her heart, there was an inexplicable feeling that something she didn't want to see would happen soon.

  On the battlefield, Bing Yu's figure trembled slightly before the concern that had just arisen in her heart was buried deep within. Her anger resurfaced on her face as she looked up at Su Qingchen in the sky and slowly opened her mouth to say: "Let's see how many more arrows you can take from me." As she spoke, Bing Yu's small white hand gently pressed against the bowstring, and then she whispered: "Arrow heart unites, arrow points to the heavens"

  After the low, muffled sound, the snow-white Bow Spirit actually trembled slightly, and the bowstring emitted a dazzling light at this moment. A piercing whistling sound rang out, and a snow-white arrow flew off the string, but its speed was extremely slow. Under everyone's puzzled gaze, a second pure white arrow flew off the string, its speed slightly exceeding that of the first arrow, and as it caught up to it, it actually merged with it. The combined arrow's speed increased significantly, and with the launch of the third arrow, under everyone's astonished eyes, it merged again, at which point its speed was once more boosted.

  Watching the three arrows he shot out successfully merge, his mouth slightly curled up and a hint of a smile appeared on his lips. He then looked at Su Qingchen and said: "This is a move I just figured out recently, if you can take it, then I'll fulfill my promise."

  Bing Yu's words directly pulled everyone's heart back to reality from the strange arrow, and the students in the civilian class were so excited that they almost shouted "Big Sister" at Bing Yu. They didn't realize that death was already close to Su Qingchen.

  Looking at the snow-white arrow feathers coming towards him, Su Qingchen revealed a wry smile. He was already at his strongest bow now, let alone Bing Yu's strongest single arrow, even if it were her casual shot, Su Qingchen couldn't take it down. The three arrows that pierced through his body earlier had thoroughly severely injured Su Qingchen, and if not for the tyrannical aura propping himself up, perhaps Su Qingchen would have fallen to the ground by now.

  "My grass, who helped him block that arrow, otherwise he would have died." Lu Fei, who had just woken up, looked up at the sky and found that Su Qingchen was actually holding on tight, and then shouted loudly.