THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER
Chapter 683. Hou Yi was Not Happy



Sam felt the easiest method was brute force.


As he used his observation ability in the mirror, he realized the effects of his attacks.


From the image, the mirror did not seem to be broken, but the structure inside the mirror was clearly broken.


Sam continued to activate his observation ability and cast another attack, he could still see new cracks appearing within the structure, small and insignificant cracks, but the damage would definitely accumulate.


From what he knew, it might also be a cracking method.


But Sam was observing something else.


That is, mirrors are not solid objects. In fact, it was not even a proper mirror. It's a kind of illusion device. The arrow image is actually a projection of the arrow coming from the outside, one side will project the image, and the rest is a reflection.


But now with his observational skills, Sam realizes that this sturdy mirror wall is actually slightly changed and lets an arrow through it.


With this change, Sam could easily tell which direction the arrow was coming from.


He could not help but smile a little and bow.


It is a bow with a black body. The arc handle is a circular rod. Sam held onto it and inserted his fingers into the hole in its handle. He injected spiritual energy through the finger and the bow shone slightly.


He hadn't opened his eyes all this time because he just stood there and pulled the bowstring without arrows. He pulled the rope completely and let go.


*BING*


The surrounding air exploded with a loud sound as waves of wind struck the incoming arrows and made them fall to the ground.


Sam smiled and let the shadows disappear while his eyes closed.


He took out an arrow and attached it to the bow as he just stood there.


After three seconds, he pulled a bow and shot an arrow and in an instant, he took out another arrow and shot in the same direction.


The first arrow shot towards the mirror wall and clashed with the arrow that had just pierced through it.


The two arrows were smashed together and a small window appeared where the wall remained in a state where the arrows could pass through. The second arrow, Sam's shot entered the place and pierced through the wall.


Sam was unable to find where the other person was nor did he know if his arrow had managed to hit him.


But he once again pulled his bow and started shooting.


Sam's hand moved so fast that one could only see the images after the arrow was fired continuously.


Meanwhile, outside the mirror wall. The human silhouette was trying its best to shoot arrows and dodge incoming arrows at the same time.


Now, the situation is reversed. The one who shot from the arrow from the outside, only had one task, to attack the person inside and try to kill them no matter what happened. He could not stop shooting arrows no matter what.


But now it became a second thing for him because every time he shot an arrow, he had to try his best to dodge and be safe.


Even before he could move and save himself, he was already the target of a much faster arrow.


At first, it was only one arrow, but Sam was actually getting better at finding time and started attacking more and more. Now he could even fire two arrows at that small window and the opponent had to dodge twice.


The only silver lining for the opponent was that the mirror wall was still there.


But what he doesn't know or rather what he can't know because he goes to great lengths to dodge and save his own ass is that the wall is about to collapse.


The structure of the wall is very damaged and the reason is the wind waves that come out of the bow every time Sam shoots and the second reason is, all of them Sam attacks the arrows that come out of the wall and blow up the enemy. the arrow with him, smashed the structure directly.


The walls became increasingly weaker with every single attack.


Within ten minutes, their situation changed and still continued to change. After three minutes, Sam stopped his attack, he once again summoned a shadow to block the shadow as he pointed his bow towards the wall straight.


The opponents who were outside took advantage of the sudden break and tried their best to attack Sam from the same position.


He remained like that for an entire minute, which made the opponent feel strange. He finally managed to think with his stupid skull to check the wall and the result was not exactly what he wanted to see.


Before he could react, Sam released his arrow. The arrow contained pure spiritual energy filled with waves of void force creating an explosion upon contact with the wall and creating a huge hole.


Sam once again inserted another arrow and shot through the hole before sliding his inserted fingers slightly and the bow turned into a recurve bow.


The bow passed through several clicking sounds as a luminous pattern appeared on it.


Sam once again inserted an arrow and shot in a different direction.


All three shots were made in one second.


The first arrow exploded with the wall, the second pierced through and the third arrow hit the second arrow and changed its direction as it shot in the other direction.


*ARGH*


The opponent could not even react in time to think about what had actually happened and the arrow went straight into his throat.


Sam kept his arrow and gulped down his wine as he reappeared on the platform.


Although it felt like a long time had passed, it had already been over fifteen minutes at the first checkpoint.


Sam once again flew with his marker as he glided past it.


Meanwhile, Hou Yi was eager to curse someone at this moment. He had not expected that the first checkpoint would be completed so soon. It was actually made in such a way that it would take at least an hour or two to cross this point from the beginning of their journey on the trail.


But it's over in half an hour for Sam and from the looks of it, his other friends will be finishing it in a few more minutes.


He doesn't feel right. Because the Heirloom Palace was also about their names and faces within the group.


After all, being immortal, they had nothing else to do but quarrels and quarrels and they also gossiped a lot. Their game with these players had spread throughout the realms and if they found out that other god players cleared his inheritance Palace within a few hours, he would lose his face.


Hou Yi himself was a person who cared too much about superficial things. He was cruel, cruel but all of that was a way for him to raise his arrogant side so that he could feel happy and satisfied with himself when others respected him for fear of his cruelty.


Even his wife Changge left him because of this.


Now, Sam was just trying to avenge Hou Yi, but what he didn't know was, he ruffled the annoying bird feathers.


He only continued on as he handled the arrows that came at him without much effort and in another fifteen minutes, he landed on the second platform.


He once again disappeared and felt like he had lost his footing.


He could feel the breeze pounding his face and the smell of wood.


He was currently standing on a bamboo pole with one foot.


There was nothing around him except a bamboo pole and in the distance, a man dressed in black stood on a bamboo pole with a bow in his hand.


Sam looked around and as far as he could see all of this was filled with bamboo stalks. They were everywhere but no two poles were close enough to each other that he could stand on two legs.


He must be balanced when fighting.


He looked down only to see that there was a ravine below.


At this moment, a familiar voice entered his ears.


"At this checkpoint, you have to fight your opponent at that bamboo pole. Here you cannot use any form of external device or instrument to fly and that includes a stupid board that you use to travel distances easily.


Even your beasts are not allowed to come out of that divine dimension.


If you fall, I might be able to save you, but still, accidents happen, so I ask you to try your best to defeat your opponent without killing yourself."


Sam was clearly aware of the displeasure in the voice, but he did not care, he once again took out his bow and prepared to fight.