Chu Hao stood still, the corners of his mouth curved into a faint smile.
The cold ice arrows from all directions turned into a stream of cold air and vanished the moment they touched Chu Hao, unable to reach his body.
Chu Hao said, "I told you, you're not qualified to be my opponent."
Molu Qingfeng was stunned, saying, "How is that possible?"
Chu Hao stepped forward, breaking the sound barrier, and punched Molu Qingfeng chest, sending him flying backward with a scream.
Molu Qingfeng spat blood, then shouted, raising his longbow, "Wind God."
An apparition of the Wind God appeared on Molu Qingfeng.
The Wind God drew the Divine Bow, unleashing a fierce gale over the entire arena, the intense wind blades carving various cracks on the stage.
The apparition of the Wind God shot the most powerful arrow.
"Die," Molu Qingfeng shouted.
The Wind God arrow, when touching Chu Hao's body, turned into a weak breeze and passed through.
