The first strange rock grazed past his waist, shattering into dust against the mountain wall.
Immediately after, he activated his Hawk Form Body Technique, leaning back until his body was nearly parallel with the ground.
The second strange rock skimmed over his head, the air current it generated messing up his hair.
When the last strange rock flew at him, Chu Fan lightly slapped the ground with his right hand, executing a Hawk Form flip to easily dodge it.
This series of dodges was as smooth as flowing water, leaving the crowd behind him stunned.
But when the two white-robed men across from him saw this, their expressions eased slightly, their previous apprehension gone.
'In the end, he's just some kid who hasn't reached Mortal Transformation. He isn't a Master of Primordial Qi. So what if his Qi Blood Power is strong?'
'He only managed to kill Bai Nan because of that bizarre archery skill.'
'As long as we dodge his arrows, killing him will be as easy as flipping our hands!'
