Dawn of a New Era No Chapter 87: Baptism

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Baptism

What incredible archery!

A perfect shot, straight into the giant’s eye, lethal in one strike.

Compared to this great martial artist, my archery is like a grade-schooler against a college student, not even worth ntioning.

Chen Shouyi marveled in his heart, while letting out a long breath.

During the previous battle, his nerves were tense, and he was fully focused to the point he nearly forgot there were three notaries behind him.

After all, this was not a real life-and-death battle but an assessnt, so naturally, they wouldn’t just let these prospective martial artists die in vain.

If they allowed this giant to charge forward, the number of deaths wouldn’t just be one or two; a total annihilation was possible.

For this group of individuals, the giant was simply an insurmountable existence.

With formidable defenses, immune to almost any attack, the ordinary martial artist’s arrows couldn’t penetrate its defenses, and even he could only inflict minimal damage.

anwhile, the giant’s terrifying strength, with just a light hit, could easily crush a martial artist’s fragile body into mince.

Seeing the giant fall, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, panting heavily.

So simply didn’t care, plopping down on the ground, faces ashen as if utterly exhausted.

This scene was overwhelmingly stimulating for these fledgling martial artist apprentices.

It was akin to walking through hell’s gate, narrowly escaping death.

Chen Shouyi noticed a notary, who had been holding a folder all along, making marks on it—clearly recording everyone’s performance.

...

Just then, soone exclaid:

"The giant’s not dead yet!"

Everyone imdiately went on guard, even those seated scrambled to stand up.

The giant emitted a flickering yellow glow, with muscles bulging, exuding a stifling and oppressive aura in the air.

Gradually, he braced himself with his arms to get up, staggering like a drunk as he stood.

With his remaining eye, he swept an angry gaze over everyone, mumbling indistinct roars, seemingly preparing to charge again.

But after stumbling just a few steps, he toppled to the ground again.

An arrow was deeply embedded in his eye, nearly swallowing the fletching, clearly piercing his brain, yet he was still not dead.

Chen Shouyi turned to see that Director Fang had already lowered his bow, seemingly deciding not to act further, seeing the giant posed no threat.

Seems like it’s up to us!

Imdiately, Chen Shouyi drew an arrow, nocking and drawing the bow.

Aiming at the giant’s other intact eye, he carefully took aim for a long while.

Then, he released the bowstring.

The arrow shot like a swift lightning bolt, disappearing in an instant.

At this mont, Chen Shouyi was just twenty to thirty ters away from the giant, a distance where any martial artist apprentice could easily hit the bullseye with an arrow, so there was no chance of missing.

The next mont, the arrow pierced through the faint yellow glow, hitting the eyeball, bursting out with a splash of liquid.

The giant howled in agony again, struggling to rise. Having damaged its brain, the giant appeared sowhat dazed, showing no intention to shield its eyes, rely attempting to stand repeatedly.

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Shouyi quickly drew another arrow, nocking, drawing, and shooting in one swift motion, in less than 0.3 seconds, firing another arrow, which penetrated the eyeball a bit deeper.

"Quick, attack!"

At this mont, everyone else reacted and hurriedly opened their bows to shoot.

Half a minute later, Chen Shouyi and several others boldly walked up to the giant. By now, the giant was lifeless, and the pale yellow glow on its body had completely dissipated.

His enormous body lay on the ground; the skin was as rough as sandpaper, exuding a strong and peculiar stench, nauseating anyone near.

This creature seed naturally able to invoke fear.

Even in death, standing before its corpse, Chen Shouyi felt a heavy sense of oppression, his breathing becoming sowhat labored.

Suddenly, he drew his sword and swung it mightily at the giant head.

As soon as the sword cut into the flesh, he felt massive resistance, very cumberso. When hitting the neck bones, it could go no further.

He forcefully pulled out the embedded sword, this ti aiming between the neck vertebrae gaps, and chopped down hard again.

This ti, slicing over twenty centiters, the entire neck vertebra was severed.

After hacking more than a dozen tis, breathless, he finally chopped off the entire head, the size of a basket. Blood sprayed like high-pressure water, splattering everywhere, and Chen Shouyi was splashed quite a bit in the dodging.

Lu Weifeng seemingly wanted to say sothing sarcastic, but as he approached, he covered his nose and said, "So fishy."

The giant’s blood was intensely fishy, and Chen Shouyi also found it pungent and unpleasant, but said, "Fishy? I don’t feel that at all?"

"People who defecate never think their own shit slls."

"Quick, wipe off the blood, so terrifying supernatural creatures’ blood is highly corrosive or even aggressive, very dangerous, avoid contact easily in the future." Director Fang suddenly warned out loud.

Chen Shouyi was startled, quickly taking off the bloody clothes, wiping the blood off his body, only to find nothing happened, not even skin redness.

In fact, from a certain perspective, he was already a supernatural being.

Aside from the faint atmospheric control power, the World Tree provided him with natural healing, enough to withstand most damage. If it wasn’t for this ability not being a combat power, just by the strength of ability, he wouldn’t lose to this underage giant.

...

"There are barbarians coming, three of them."

Soone warned at that mont.

From the battle start until now, more than three minutes had passed.

It wasn’t until now that a few bold barbarians ca over to investigate the situation.

It must be said that the barbarians’ fear of the giant had penetrated into their bones.

But for them, it was undoubtedly a good thing.

The battle quickly comnced.

Compared to the giant, the barbarians were much easier to deal with, the mood relaxed, even before approaching, seven or eight arrows impatiently struck the three barbarians.

The ensuing battle was purely a massacre.

The barbarian’s attack thods were limited, with only throwing spears for long-range weaponry. Neither the range nor accuracy compared favorably to these prospective martial artists who spent most of their ti training.

Moreover, within the entire tribe, there weren’t any strong individuals to speak of.

As a group of slaves that had to support a giant, the tribe evidently often suffered food shortages, even so warriors were thin and frail, clearly malnourished. In such an environnt, naturally, no strong warriors were born.

By the end of the war, Chen Shouyi’s arrows ran out. He simply discarded the war bow and drew his long sword, charging into the tribe. So barbarians who tried to escape were caught up by him, begging for rcy, and rcilessly slain with a sword.

...

On the way back, the atmosphere was silent and oppressive.

So had a cold expression, so looked pained, others were in a daze.

No one was seriously injured in this battle, the only injured one rely tripped, scraping his skin a bit, but slaughtering an entire barbarian tribe, including n, won, the elderly, and children, so even nursing infants.

This created a huge conflict with the humanitarian values held by modern society, a psychological shock not easily relieved short-term.

"Among races, there’s no sentintality, only survival. I hope you rember and stay alert!" Director Fang said solemnly: "Upon review, those who passed this ti include: Chen Shouyi, Wan Shaochun... Lu Weifeng, Qin Guokai, twelve in total, the exact list will be posted on the official website. Congratulations on passing the assessnt to beco a martial artist."