"Is this all you're relying on? Ha! How laughable!"
He smiled dismissively, raised his hands, and slowly drew circles. Instantly, the primordial energy of heaven and earth in front of him rapidly gathered towards him, and in a short while, an illusory Tai Chi symbol slowly took shape in front of Xiao Ning.
The Tai Chi symbol stands suspended in mid-air, slowly rotating, exuding a mysterious aura.
The arrows came flying in unison, but stopped abruptly three zhang in front of Xiao Ning. The Taiji diagram seemed to be a magnet, attracting all the arrows, which then fell to the ground.
What a fine rain of arrows!
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Chapter 46 One Against Ten Thousand
It was all in vain!
Ten thousand well-equipped Mongol cavalrymen fired a volley at one man, but to no avail.
When the Seventh Prince saw this, he was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse.
Why have those in power always disregarded those in the martial arts world?
In the eyes of those in power, martial arts practitioners, though highly skilled, do not pose a significant threat; at most, they are merely minor ailments, not worth worrying about.
Once martial artists encounter a well-organized army of the imperial court, under a volley of arrows, even if those martial artists possess extraordinary abilities, they can only exhaust their inner strength and die under the hail of arrows.
The Seventh Prince has always thought this way, and he is doing it now.
Full of confidence, he brought an army of 10,000 to besiege Wudang Mountain.
In his vision, with the army attacking the mountain, no matter who you are, who you call the best in the world, who you call Zhang the Sloppy, who you call Xiao Ning, they will all die in the battle formation.
But.
Right now, I've encountered Xiao Ning.
He single-handedly blocked a barrage of arrows!
The Seventh Prince was almost scared out of his wits. How could there be such a terrifying person in the world?
Moreover, why did I have to run into this situation?
It's truly a miserable experience!
Just then, Xiao Ning made another move. He drew his sword, twirled it, and charged into the army formation.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
As the sword energy crisscrossed, countless severed limbs flew up, and screams, cries, and pleas for mercy rose into the sky.
Xiao Ning's figure was nowhere to be seen in the arena. All that could be seen was a phantom composed of three-zhang-long sword energy, moving slowly toward the Seventh Prince like a moving tornado.
To the world, all that could be seen was a terrifying ball of light moving about, leaving no trace of humans or animals in its wake, only scattered limbs and broken bodies.
The orb of light emitted a golden glow, giving off an extremely dangerous feeling.
Nothing and no one can stop its progress.
The Seventh Prince was instantly alarmed. He felt a strong sense of crisis and became flustered.
As for the Yuan soldiers in the army formation, they were completely dumbfounded.
A look of confusion crossed their eyes; they didn't know what to do!
Is this really something that can be done by human power?
They discovered that the people they had to deal with were far more numerous than they had imagined!
Seeing this situation, the Seventh Prince knew that he could not delay any longer, otherwise the morale would be completely lost, and the 10,000-strong army would become lambs to the slaughter, and the campaign would surely end in utter defeat.
He took a deep breath and roared, "All troops, listen to my command! Attack this man!"
"Anyone who manages to strike this man with a sword or a blade will be rewarded with ten taels of gold!"
"Whoever kills this man will be promoted three ranks and granted the title of Earl of a County!"
"Whoever captures this man alive will be promoted three ranks and granted the title of Marquis!"
"Everyone, charge!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the morale of the Yuan soldiers soared. Their greed for money, official positions, and titles had overwhelmed their fear of Xiao Ning's terrifying martial prowess.
The remaining Yuan soldiers immediately changed formation and surrounded Xiao Ning in layers.
"Haha! Since ancient times, martial artists may be able to defeat a hundred or a thousand men, but few can defeat ten thousand. Under the charge of a large army, they all perish!"
"Today, I, Xiao Ning, will take on the challenge!"
"So that the world may know that we martial artists are not afraid of being surrounded!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I'll show you what it means to be invincible!"
Xiao Ning's voice carried far through the dense crowd.
He used the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) and wielded the Dugu Nine Swords, becoming increasingly fierce in battle and unleashing his killing spree.
His sword energy surged ceaselessly, rampaging through the army, invincible and unstoppable.