The lake was covered in cold snow, an arrow pierced through the sky, stunning in its brilliance.
The elders of the Cao Family, Lin Family, Chu Family... narrowed their eyes, retreating half a step. Gu Nianjun paused, feeling a deep sense of awe in his heart: "What a formidable arrow! Such an arrow... I... I've never seen anything like it in my life!"
Madam Wen smiled gently. Without realizing it, she had grown particularly fond of watching Li Xian bend the bow and shoot arrows.
Li Xian's archery reached the peak of perfection; after sculpting his spine like a divine mountain, he channeled his strength there when drawing the bowstring. He pulled the string to its full, as if gathering the momentum of a divine mountain, with his back against the Heaven-Reaching Divine Peak, sending an arrow directly at a formidable enemy.
