Chapter 10: Shooting Through a Willow at a Hundred Paces
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Shen Qing looked down at his empty waist, where his last arrow once was. A chill ran through his heart as his face suddenly changed.
He had just killed Chen An; now he was locked in a deadly feud with Chen Tai.
The situation between them had escalated to an undying conflict.
Without arrows, Shen Qing lost his most advantageous weapon against Chen Tai.
Whoosh!
An arrow from the opposite side interrupted his thoughts.
"Damn it," Shen Qing cursed inwardly and quickly dodged to the side.
Seeing that Shen Qing hadn't fired a single arrow, Chen Tai, hidden among the mountains and forests, soon realized Shen Qing's predicament and noticed his arrows were gone.
The time for counterattack had come.
A sly and fierce look flashed in his eyes, "Shen Qing, you're doomed."
Chen Tai emerged from behind a tree, grabbed Chen An's arrow quiver, and swiftly drew his bow, aiming at Shen Qing.
The trembling of the arrow thrilled him with unprecedented excitement.
With a swoosh,
the arrow shot straight towards Shen Qing.
Shen Qing hastily took cover behind a tree.
Thunk!
A dull thud as the arrowhead embedded in an old tree, sending a spray of snow.
Shen Qing took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, quickly pondering his strategy and trying to find a glimmer of hope.
He knew that any panic now could lead him into a disaster.
Shen Qing peeked out, catching a glimpse of Chen Tai as he maneuvered to Shen Qing's side, locking onto most of his position.
If Chen Tai flanked him or if he moved out of fear, he would expose himself to Chen Tai's sight.
This was a classic hunting tactic among these hunters.
Staying put meant sure death.
Shen Qing gritted his teeth and bolted from behind the old tree, sprinting in a random direction.
Thanks to his breakthrough in hunting skills, he quickly understood Chen Tai's tactics, avoiding a complete disadvantage.
Their two figures chased each other through the mountain forest.
In the vast snowy mountains, winter birds continuously took flight, making the snowy forest increasingly lively.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Chen Tai's arrows kept coming.
Thunk!
An arrow grazed Shen Qing, tearing through his Arrow Quiver.
The roe deer blood within splattered everywhere.
Seeing this, Chen Tai thought Shen Qing was injured. He couldn't help but feel a surge of joy and quickened his steps.
Unknowingly, Shen Qing had been driven to a familiar sunny slope.
Here, the sparse trees offered little cover.
Shen Qing wanted to change direction and run into another dense forest.
But what he thought of, Chen Tai thought of as well.
Having cornered him to this point, Chen Tai wouldn't let Shen Qing get his way, firing several arrows to block his retreat and driving him up the sunny slope.
Shen Qing's face fell.
Under no other choice, he jumped down the slope.
Standing outside the forest, Chen Tai stopped and sneered, pointing his arrow at Shen Qing.
With little obstruction from the trees, the visibility was excellent.
Chen Tai squinted, gripping his bow tightly. He steadied himself and drew the bowstring powerfully, nocking the arrow.
Suddenly, he released his fingers, and the bowstring snapped back with a twang.
The arrow sliced through the air like a meteor, shooting straight towards Shen Qing at jaw-dropping speed.
At that moment, Shen Qing felt a sudden tingling sensation.
With the instincts of an "old hunter," he reacted almost unconsciously, diving to the side and rolling.
He barely dodged Chen Tai's lethal shot.
Chen Tai looked shocked, spitting in the snow, grudgingly acknowledging Shen Qing's luck.
Seeing Shen Qing fall to the ground, Chen Tai calmly drew another arrow and nocked it on the string.
Among the three brothers, his Bow Technique was the best.
When Shen Qing was running, his unpredictable angles hindered Chen Tai's skills.
Now, with no trees in the way and holding the high ground, the target lying on the ground was an easy kill.
This arrow must take his life, avenging his third brother!
Shen Qing's face turned pale as he lay in the snow, realizing he was at a dead end.
What to do now?
Large beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and he felt a chill run down his spine.
Just then, his hand touched something hard in the snow.
He pulled it out—Chen Tai's arrow!
Excitement surged through him.
With no time to hesitate, he flipped over and drew his longbow.
Seeing clearly that Chen Tai had stopped moving, he released his fingers without any hesitation, pouring all his strength and hope into this one arrow.
The arrow shot forth like a bullet from its chamber, accompanying the howling sound as it flew straight at Chen Tai.
The hundred paces disappeared in an instant, the arrow striking Chen Tai's throat with precision.
Blood splattered as Chen Tai staggered to the side, collapsing heavily to the ground.
In disbelief, Chen Tai touched his neck.
His fingers felt something wet, and blood gushed from his neck like a fountain.
Chen Tai's eyes widened as he looked at the blood-soaked hands, realizing his life was quickly slipping away, fear and despair mixed on his face. His eyes were filled with shock, "How could this be..."
With that final arrow, Shen Qing saw Chen Tai fall, and he suddenly relaxed, exhaling deeply, his body seemingly drained of all strength.
Not delaying, Shen Qing quickly sat up in the snow and moved to Chen Tai's side.
At this point, Chen Tai had become a corpse, his eyes wide open, an arrow piercing through his neck and protruding from the other side.
The arrowhead left a blood groove, with crimson blood sluggishly flowing out and pooling over the white snow.
The warm blood melted the surrounding snow, forming a winding small river stretching seven steps away.
The bright red and pure white created a stark contrast.
Shen Qing lifted his hands, looking at them.
"So... this is what it feels like to kill…"
Initially, the tense situation didn't allow him time to think.
Now, having killed both, he realized it was his first time taking a life.
Oddly, Shen Qing felt little discomfort.
To him, this world was just so.
Yesterday's grim scene in Tian Chuan was still vivid.
If he hadn't been ruthless or lucky, he would be the one lying here.
"I don't want to die. Whoever tries to kill me, I'll kill them!"
"Hunting, if you can hunt beasts, you can hunt men too."
Shen Qing's eyes grew determined, his mind free of burdens as he adapted to the current situation.
Shen Qing looked down at Chen Tai's corpse, a slight smile in his eyes.
Having killed both men, the next most crucial task was looting!
The Chen Family had many valuable things that shouldn't be wasted.
Resolute, Shen Qing crouched down and moved swiftly.
For convenience, he drew his dagger and cut open Chen Tai's belt.
He found a pouch of money and some hunting tools.
Then, he stripped Chen Tai clean, taking even his clothes and bow and arrows, bundling them up to take.
Leaving Chen Tai's naked body behind in the snow,
Shen Qing couldn't help but smile as he turned and walked away briskly.
Elsewhere in the mountain forest lay Chen An's body, likely with valuable items not to be missed.
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