บท 258: A Sword Breaking Ten Thousand Stances

"Things are set now."

Fang Wuan heaved a sigh of relief. His tensed emotions began to relax.

He had wanted to fire another arrow. However, chaining five arrows in a string of attacks would consume too much of his spirit qi. He had to rest a little.

Upon thinking of this, Fang Wuan lowered his head and glanced at the bow in his hands.

This was a battle spoil he picked up after killing a spirit-wind overlord. This bow didn't need arrows. As long as one pulled its string and released spirit qi, arrows would be formed automatically. Also, the arrows were half-transparent. It was very tough to discern them under the light.

Fang Wuan's archery skill was pretty good; hence, it was considered quite troublesome for Sun Mo.

"The winner of this round will be me!"

Fang Wuan felt extremely delightful.