บท 522: Inter-academy Tournament (12)

Tang Nazhi did not expect the arrow to change its direction after it had been discharged. When he saw the arrow flew at him, he knew it was too late for him to step away. He lifted his longsword in a hurry and hacked at the incoming arrow.

The speedy arrow was halved right in the middle.

However, the cracked arrow did not stop to seek its target. The two halves continued to fly toward Tang Nazhi's cheeks.

Tang Nazhi gasped. He felt two streams of cold air blew past his cheeks, accompanied with a sting that spread across his face.

He lifted his hand to touch his cheeks, and he felt something warm. Then he noticed the blood on his fingertips.

How could that be? He was sure he had hacked the arrow into two. How did they strike him?

The wound was not deep, and it was only a scratch. Still, the small injury left a profound impact in Tang Nazhi's heart.