Chapter Eighty-Three: Night Battle of Heroes

  Wu Peng is a guardian of the Qianyuan Gang, which is the largest gang in Chunan County and can be ranked among the top ten in the entire Chu Province. The leader, Luo Zhen Nan, is also a top-notch master, only one line away from being an absolute top master.

  Wu Peng was able to sit in the position of protector of such a large gang, thanks to the promotion of Deputy Leader Tang Pei; he was loyal to Tang Pei, and Tang Pei also regarded him as his confidant.

  Tang Pei appreciated Wu Peng's martial arts skills, and what he admired most was his archery.

  Wu Peng was born in the Northern Wing State of Xiliang Country's Luoxing Gate.

  Yizhou is located on the plateau, with vast land and sparse population. The terrain inside the state is mostly grassland, and the living habits of Yizhou people are close to those of the northern nomadic tribes, all of whom live by following water and grass.

  Riding horses and shooting arrows is a part of life for people in Wing County.

  Luo Xing Men is the largest sect in Yi State. Although it is not one of the top ten sects, it is the most qualified to compete for the top ten sects.

  The most famous thing about the Luoxing Gate is their archery skills.

  In Chunan County, Wu Peng was known as the second best archer, and no one dared to claim they were the first.

  This time, Wu Peng was ordered to bring his two apprentices to Wenfu to assassinate a knife guest. Although he had heard that this knife guest had killed the Red Silk Guest who was notorious in the martial arts world, Wu Peng did not take him seriously; In the eyes of the bold and straightforward Wing State people, the Red Silk Guest was just a rat, killing a rat was nothing to brag about.

  When Wu Peng heard that the target this time was likely to be a foreign high-handed person, he didn't take it seriously. Because archers were originally the nemesis of foreign high-handed people.

  At this time, Wu Peng was very relaxed, he held a branch in his mouth, leaning against the branches of a large tree, with his black longbow placed on his knees. The path that led to Cui Ming's residence, over thirty feet away, was right under his eyelids.

  Finally, the target appeared. The man was drunk and staggering around. Wu Peng let out a snicker and slowly sat up straight.

  Wu Peng was waiting for that person to approach, as long as he approached within a range of twenty zhang around himself, that person would already be a dead man.

  Wu Peng's arrow, within twenty zhang, one hundred shots hit one hundred targets, its power is unmatched. Even a giant bear can be nailed to the ground with just one arrow.

  Apart from the speed of the master outside the door, he ran out a distance of twenty zhang, which was enough for him to shoot ten or eight arrows. Wu Peng believed that his ten or eight arrows could not only nail the man to death on the ground but also create ten or eight different shapes.

  Getting closer, twenty-seven zhang, twenty-five zhang, Wu Peng's wrist flipped over, and an arrow suddenly appeared on the bowstring as if by magic.

  Wu Peng no longer intended to wait for the man to approach within twenty zhang. The man seemed to be drunk even more severely, looking at his two steps forward and one step back, Wu Peng didn't want to waste any more time.

  The bow that had been drawn to half was loosened again, and Wu Peng was dismayed to find that the man had actually stopped and vomited on a large tree, which coincidentally blocked his line of sight.

  Xiao Ziyang had just turned onto the road leading to Cuimeng Residence when he discovered the large group of people lying in ambush at the entrance, not because Xiao Ziyang could hear a person's heartbeat from thirty or forty feet away. It was just that those people were too unprofessional and hadn't even changed into night gear, still wearing the red uniforms of the Xiliang army. Especially the young man holding a bow and arrow, crouching in the tree like a leopard; he didn't have any intention of hiding at all.

  Of course, if it were someone else, on this moonless night, to discover these people, they would have to walk within ten zhang of them before they could see clearly. Xiao Ziyang's senses were originally keen, and after cultivating the "Purple Jade Smoke", his hearing and vision became even more acute than ordinary people.

  Borrowing the faint starlight in the sky, Xiao Ziyang could see a rabbit thirty zhang away.

  Xiao Ziyang saw the young man draw his bow, so he deliberately stopped and lay down behind a large tree, pretending to vomit and making a loud noise on purpose.

  Xiao Ziyang's tirade seemed endless. Just as the young man couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to rush out and shoot him with an arrow, Xiao Ziyang strolled out from behind a large tree.

  The owl stretches its bow and it's an arrow!

  With a twang of the bowstring, in the blink of an eye, a feathered arrow had already arrived within three zhang of Xiao Ziyang's face.

  Xiao Ziyang, with faltering steps, lowered his head, as if trying hard to control his own feet, wanting them to be slightly more obedient; seemingly completely unaware of the arrow flying straight at his face.

  But just as the arrow was about to hit him, less than a foot away, Xiao Ziyang's legs softened and his body swayed, causing the arrow to shoot into empty space.

  When Wu Peng's third arrow missed its mark, he finally realized he had been tricked.

  Wu Peng angrily shouted: "He's pretending to be drunk, let's carry him on our shoulders!"

  Wu Peng drew out his long sword and pounced on Xiao Ziyang.

  With a loud crash, the gate of Cuimeng House was kicked open and four more people rushed out from inside.

  The leader had a sturdy build, dark skin, and a face full of steel-brush-like whiskers, holding two giant broadaxes in his hands.

  The second person was tall and large in stature, looking extremely formidable.

  Behind them were two men, one an old man in gray clothes carrying a long sword and the other a lean man with a knife on his right side and a shield on his left.

  The four of them didn't say much more and charged towards Xiao Ziyang with their heads down.

  Although Wu Peng was hot-tempered, he wasn't stupid. That drunkard had easily dodged his three killing arrows without even realizing it, and was absolutely a master.

  Wu Peng looked like he was rushing very fiercely, but his actual speed wasn't that fast. The five of them basically approached Xiao Ziyang at the same time, and Wu Peng even fell behind by two steps.

  Xiao Ziyang could see from afar that although Wu Peng's archery skills were astonishing, his martial arts skills were the worst among the five of them. The one with the highest martial arts skills was the short and sturdy man who carried a pair of large axes.

  The sturdy Hanzi's brain is obviously not as good as others, and he is clearly the worst at qinggong, with short legs, but he just runs in the front.

  "Bang!"

  A sturdy man stood two zhang away from Xiao Ziyang, his right foot fiercely stomping the ground. The hard stone road was actually depressed by three inches under his feet. People behind him felt the earth tremble beneath their feet.

  The sturdy man did not jump high, but instead charged at Xiao Ziyang with a fierce crash at a height of over one foot above the ground. At the same time, he raised his right-hand axe to chop down and his left-hand axe to slash across the waist.

  The sturdy Han man was not stupid, he had already seen that Xiao Ziyang was not easy to deal with, so as soon as he came up, he made a desperate move. This move is called "Ten Character Soul Chasing Axe", which is his signature skill, one of the three killing moves in the "Little Whirlwind Axe Method".

  In just a blink of an eye, two large axes had already arrived within two feet of Xiao Ziyang's body.

  The four men who rushed up from behind were certain that the drunkard would not be able to escape this calamity, and their footsteps unconsciously slowed down when Xiao Ziyang suddenly moved.