"It's not that the opponent is too weak, it's that I'm too strong!" Chen Shouyi stood by the twitching headless corpse of the Barbarian, sighing in his heart.
Barbarians that once seemed terrifyingly formidable now were as easy to kill as chickens or sheep.
"If I can kill just one more demigod, I'll surpass Ye Zong and become invincible in the world!" Thinking of this, Chen Shouyi couldn't help but grin widely.
It's lonely at the top!
A gust of cold wind blew past.
Goosebumps appeared on his skin.
He glanced down at his clothes, soaked with blood and torn into shreds.
He immediately ripped off the clothes, picked up a discarded, frozen solid piece of clothing from the roadside, gave it a light shake to send countless bits of ice and dirt flying, then put it on. Soon, steam began to rise from the fabric.
He picked up the discarded War Bow and refilled his quiver with arrows scattered on the ground, slinging it over his shoulder.
