Confucianism under Heaven

Chapter 481 The Final Moments!

Chapter 481 The Final Moments!

"So, do you dare? They shouldn't have hurt you, right?"

Kong Ling looked at the human scholar sitting on the ground and said.

"Yes, we can still fight, and the mark hasn't been taken away."

The leading scholar said.

"Alright, in that case, come with me and let's ambush them."

"Then what should we do, Brother Ye?"

"This is like trapping a dog behind closed doors; you'll see soon enough."

Kong Ling shook her head, a smile appearing on her face, and then led the group away.

As Kong Ling left, Ye Ru also sped towards the distant mountains. Wherever he went, these people would probably all be buried there.

"Has Lord Yan been notified?"

As they chased after Ye Ru, the leading ghost scholar turned his head and said in a deep voice.

"We've already sent someone to inform them. They'll probably arrive soon. They're all in the vicinity. They'll attack from both sides very quickly. Even if he's number one, he won't be able to escape."

One of the ghost scholars said.

However, before he could finish speaking, a sharp arrow came from in front of him and hit him directly in the abdomen. In the end, his mark was transferred to Ye Ru's body.

Ye Ru continued to rush forward, and soon many ghost scholars appeared in the woods. This scene made Ye Ru's expression turn slightly gloomy.

After all, dealing with so many ghost scholars would be a hassle.

"You're really asking for trouble, choosing the path to hell over the path to heaven. In that case, I won't hold back."

Yan Ming followed behind Ye Ru, a cold look on his face. He then accelerated and was about to aim at Ye Ru when Ye Ru seemed to realize what was happening and quickly dodged.

boom!

The arrow struck a large tree and pierced through it, while Ye Ru took the opportunity to go further and further away.

"Come on!"

Yan Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness as he followed Ye Ru into the mountain range.

"What about people?"

Looking at the relatively spacious valley passage, Yan Ming became more vigilant. After all, given Yan Jin's example, he was afraid that he might accidentally capsize in the ditch.

"Be careful, or we might be surrounded and annihilated by the enemy."

With a slight frown, Yan Ming raised his hand, keeping a vigilant look around. He also raised his bow and arrow, ready to strike if Ye Ru and the others made any move.

"Lord Yan, what should we do next?"

A ghostly scholar pondered for a moment, looking at the wild roars all around him, and then spoke.

"Let's stay where we are for now. We'll launch a large-scale search once Yan Feng and the others arrive. Otherwise, with just us, we'll probably only be able to hold our own against them."

After a moment of contemplation, Yan Ming smiled. As a scholar of the ghosts, he knew what Ye Ru was thinking. This was probably the final battle of the Six Arts of Archery.

shhhhhh!

At that moment, a series of whooshing sounds echoed throughout the land. Then, Yan Feng and the others arrived beside them. Seeing the extremely quiet place, they couldn't help but frown slightly and ask:

"Well, these guys are really cunning. They actually defeated Yan Jin directly."

Taking a deep breath, Yan Ming shook his head:

"Everyone should be careful. I think this is the final battleground."

These words sent a chill down Yan Feng's spine. He then addressed the ghostly scholars behind him:

"Everyone, get ready. This might be our last battlefield. One wrong move and we could be wiped out. So, for the honor of us Ghost Scholars, we must defeat these bastards who are like stray dogs."

"Yes!"

"I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Standing on a rock, Ye Ru's figure gradually appeared, finally pointing the arrow at Yan Feng. This scene brought a cold smile to Yan Feng's face.

"I was just worried about not being able to find you, and then you showed up."

The other ghost scholars also aimed their arrows at Ye Ru from afar, ready to await Yan Feng and the others' orders. As soon as the other party made a move, they would attack.

"However, you should look behind you first before you speak."

Ye Ru shrugged, still nonchalant, and said that in his opinion, these ghost scholars were nothing but a rabble. If Yan Jin were here, he would never let them set foot here, because this was the most effective sniping spot.

"what?"

Seeing Ye Ru's completely unconcerned expression, Yan Feng seemed to sense something was amiss. He immediately turned his head and saw countless densely packed figures behind him. If you looked closely, you could see that they were all drawing their bows and nocking their arrows.

"Oh no, we've fallen for their trap! Retreat quickly!"

Yan Ming took a deep breath, his face contorted with rage, and then shouted sharply.

"late!"

Upon hearing Yan Ming's voice, Ye Ru's expression gradually stiffened, and then he suddenly waved his hand:

"Stop them!"

"it is good!"

Countless arrows, carrying intense flames, rained down from the sky like a deluge, causing explosions that shook the ground and created a truly terrifying scene.

Ye Ru shot an arrow, hitting a ghost scholar, and then slowly closed in on Yan Ming, intending to defeat the main characters.

"Damn it, we really fell for their trap."

Yan Feng and Yan Ming exchanged a glance, both seeing deep fear and anger in each other's eyes.

Because, in all the time they've been ghost scholars, they've never suffered such a great loss.

"Now we have no choice but to confront them head-on. Our advantage has been turned into a disadvantage. It's infuriating!"

Yan Ming let out a low growl, gripped his bow and arrow tightly, and said.

"We still have a chance, so let's hurry, or we'll definitely lose."

After calming down a bit, Yan Feng shrugged, then stared directly at Ye Ru, and finally stomped his foot, rushing towards Ye Ru.

"I'll go as well."

Upon seeing this, Yan Ming also charged towards Ye Ru. Only now did he realize that Ye Ru was not only outstanding in terms of talent and learning, but also terrifying in terms of military strategy and tactics.

However, just as Yan Ming made a move, an arrow suddenly shot out, and Kong Ling appeared there as well, his bow and arrow pointing at Yan Ming as he chuckled softly:

"It's better to have a one-on-one opponent. Even if you Ghost Scholars like to gang up on the weak, now your opponent is me."

"Hmph, since you all don't cherish your marks, then we'll gladly accept them."

Yan Ming's eyes darted around, searching for the trajectory of the arrow, and he sneered.

"If you're capable, then take it all you want."

After Kong Ling finished speaking, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he immediately shot an arrow.

As Kong Ling fired his arrow, the battle here finally reached a fever pitch!