Luo Chen heard this and burst into a hearty laugh, seemingly unfazed by Li Xin's mockery. "I need to brag in front of a woman like you!" he retorted, then leisurely picked up a new sharp arrow, bent the bow, and shot again.
This time, the arrow once again accurately hit the target, and another cavalryman screamed as he fell off his horse. Luo Chen did not pause; he continued bending the bow and releasing arrows, each shot accurately claiming a life.
In just a few breaths, the bundle of arrows had been nearly used up by Luo Chen. The cavalry around the sand dune, terrified by this elusive archery, could only circle around the sand dune, no longer daring to come closer by even half a step.
Watching Luo Chen like a tireless machine, bending and shooting, with each arrow taking a life, Li Xin's internal shock was beyond words. As an archery expert herself, she naturally saw that Luo Chen's superb archery, his speed, and his accuracy were beyond her reach.
