200: Chapter 200 Mountain Adventure, the "Iron Shirt" experience is activated!

Even if the bandits had immense objections, they had to hold them in.

Another half an hour passed in such a scene.

Third Chieftain Lu San, sweating profusely, finally couldn't hold on anymore. He hurried over to First Chieftain Song Da and shouted anxiously:

"First Chieftain Song Da, it's already past noon."

"Why don't you and I go back first, take a rest, and let the other three brothers hold the line for a while."

Hearing this, First Chieftain Song Da didn't refute it and nodded readily: "That sounds good, the sun is too fierce!!"

"Brother Lu San, wait a moment, I'll go instruct the brothers, then I'll go back with you."

Saying this, First Chieftain Song Da walked away quickly.

Seeing this scene, Third Chieftain Lu San, with his face full of fat, revealed an honest smile, "Hehe, finally a chance to rest with my brother, looking forward to it!!"

...

Just as Third Chieftain Lu San's chubby face grinned from ear to ear.

The Narrow Pass.

Seven hundred meters away.

The Six Fan Sect team, a group of 50, looked at the precipice-like The Narrow Pass in front of them, as well as the heavy crossbows mounted on both sides of the cliff.

They immediately felt their scalps tingle and couldn't help but shiver.

"Heavy crossbows!"

"There are at least 60 heavy crossbows on both sides of the cliff. Brother Yichuan, what should we do?"

Head Escort Qian, who was scouting ahead, used his Lightfoot Skill to walk over, his eyes full of worry.

Head Escort Qian recognized the heavy crossbows in the hands of these bandits.

This type of heavy crossbow, which required three or four people to operate together, was a lethal weapon used in wars between armies; even the local Government might not necessarily have them.

Yet, at this very moment, they appeared in the hands of bandits.

That wasn't even the worst part.

Combined with the treacherous terrain of 'The Narrow Pass' in front of them, even a Third-Grade Martial Artist couldn't pass through safely.

There was no other reason.

The crossbow bolts, as thick as an arm, were fired in batches of dozens at a time, and there was likely plenty of stock; it was impossible to fight.

"Lord Yichuan, forcing our way through definitely won't work."

"Why don't we... give up for today..." Fan Changkong approached, a flash of retreat on his face.

Just as his voice fell, Chen Yichuan sneered, "Who said forcing our way won't work? The heavy crossbows have high lethality, but what if I exhaust their prepared bolts all by myself?"

Thump.

Once these words were spoken, everyone looked over, and immediately, as expected, several people stepped out to dissuade him.

They urged Chen Yichuan not to be impulsive, saying it would be better to spend another day, sneak in, or open a gap from inside the enemy lines.

Just as everyone was passionately persuading him, Uncle Bao, who had been composed and confident all along, stepped out from the crowd and coughed softly:

"Ahem."

"Young Brother Chen, the old man told you that Erlong Mountain and Qinglong Mountain are as sturdy as fortresses... Now, do you believe me?"

Hearing this, Chen Yichuan nodded heavily.

Indeed.

The bandits of these two mountains could even get their hands on military supplies like heavy crossbows, and with terrain like The Narrow Pass, it was truly hard to storm up.

Such a lineup was not enough to handle a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist who had mastered internal energy.

One only needed to use internal energy to protect the body and rush through The Narrow Pass in one breath.

Then, it would be the Fourth-Rank Martial Artist's time to slaughter.

However, these bandits were clearly not stupid; once a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist appeared on the field, they would likely scatter in a swarm.

"Everyone, don't worry."

"Young Brother Chen has already broken through to the Fourth-Rank. For him, a mere The Narrow Pass is a small problem!" Saying this, Uncle Bao cupped his hands with a smile.

"Young Brother Chen, this old man wishes you all the best!"

Once these words were spoken, Thump.

Watching Chen Yichuan and Uncle Bao being polite to each other, the players instantly felt their scalps tingle, feeling as if their worldviews had been reshaped.

Fourth-Rank Martial Artist?

Head Escort Qian took a deep look.

He knew Chen Yichuan had mastered internal energy... However, that he had broken through to the Fourth-Rank ahead of time was something Head Escort Qian hadn't expected.

There was no other reason.

As of now, the headquarters... and even the whole world didn't have a single Fourth-Rank Martial Artist.

"Brother Yichuan? You really broke through to the Fourth-Rank?"

"Holy crap, Brother Chen, my god!"

"Hehe," Chen Yichuan smiled faintly, subconsciously raising his hand: "Just luck, just luck. Everyone, Yichuan is off!"

While speaking, Chen Yichuan moved his feet, unleashing 'Treading Snow for a Thousand Miles' and headed straight for The Narrow Pass.

Everyone watched this scene from afar.

In their hearts, there was a faint image of a hero sacrificing himself, a tragic song.

But it was only for an instant, among the 50 people, nearly 30 players... they were almost all sighing in unison.

They were clearly only First-Grade or Second-Grade, yet they hadn't expected Chen Yichuan to have already broken through to the Fourth-Rank.

No wonder he could become a Six Fan Sect official!!

...

At this moment.

On a towering cliff at The Narrow Pass.

Two bandit underlings were looking up at the sky in boredom, gazing at the azure sky, lamenting that the day was too scorching, wondering how there could be enemies in such weather.

"Sigh, I don't know what the chieftains are thinking? In broad daylight, does any Government soldier actually have the guts to come storm the mountain?"

"Exactly, exactly, with this time... it would be better to go back to the stronghold and cuddle with the women."

"Look... what is that? So fast." Just then, a bandit with excellent eyesight pointed forward and exclaimed.

The voice was shrill, just once.

Almost all the bandits guarding the front of The Narrow Pass heard it.

They looked over in unison, only to see a person wearing black and red clothes, with a long saber strapped to his waist, and carrying many, many weapons on his back.

Long spears, long swords, his back was packed full.

Seeing this scene.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!!"

"Someone come, go tell the five chieftains, the leaders!!"

"Brothers, that person is less than 50 meters from The Narrow Pass, fire arrows!! Load the heavy crossbows for me!" A bandit leader pulled out the large saber at his waist and shouted loudly.

Almost in an instant.

The sky was filled with arrows, countless, dark and vast.

Chen Yichuan only knew that when he looked up... the sky seemed to have turned dark.

"Hehe, shooting so many arrows at once!" Chen Yichuan sneered: "You really know how to welcome me."

Swish, swish, swish.

In an instant, countless arrows fell like a waterfall from the nine heavens.

Chen Yichuan subconsciously wanted to channel his internal energy, but then he thought... once he channeled internal energy and was discovered by the bandit leader... these bandits might run away.

He chose not to mobilize internal energy for the time being, but instead mobilized the battle qi in his body.

That's right, battle qi.

Cultivating internal energy didn't mean battle qi disappeared, it was just that compared to battle qi, internal energy was more versatile and cost-effective.

But right now... Chen Yichuan chose to play it safe and bait the leader in the stronghold.

"Iron Shirt!"

"Activate!" Chen Yichuan gave a light shout, and layers of faint air-shirts flowed around his body.

Clang, clang, clang.

The arrows hit Chen Yichuan like they were scratching an itch, not causing any damage at all.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Chen Yichuan's mouth raised slightly, it was stable.

Just at this moment.

Bang, bang, bang!!

Arm-thick crossbow bolts shot out from the cliffs on both sides, aiming directly at Chen Yichuan.

With dozens of giant crossbow bolts, the quantity was so high that Chen Yichuan had almost no room to dodge.

Thump.

Very fast.

A crossbow bolt hit Chen Yichuan, landing precisely on his back.

Da, da, da.

The giant crossbow bolt, carrying terrifying impact force, instantly made Chen Yichuan take several steps back, while a -2 damage flashed over his head.

Iron Shirt absorbed most of the damage, but it couldn't withstand the shockwave caused by the acceleration.

"Haha!!"

"It moved, it moved, the 'Iron Shirt' experience bar actually moved, Heaven helps me!!" At this moment, even though he was hit, Chen Yichuan was not angry but happy instead.