"Clang clang clang..."
"Crackling sounds."
Arrows continuously smashed against the qi wall, dissipating upon impact.
People had almost concluded that the qi wall would collapse.
But, a minute passed.
The reality taught everyone a lesson.
The qi wall still stood firm, appearing even more solidified. Supporting it was Zhang Xiaoshan, hands clasped behind his back, looking carefree and at ease.
No one could detect even a hint of Zhang Xiaoshan having any insufficiency in true qi.
On the contrary, problems arose for Jiang Ying.
The barrage of arrows against the qi wall became increasingly sparse and feeble.
Most importantly, the black shadow conjured by his true qi was now teetering, seemingly on the verge of disintegration.
Jiang Ying himself was drenched in sweat, his legs trembling.
He seemed utterly exhausted.
On the verge of collapse...
"Jiang Ying, is Jiang Ying going to lose?"
"What's going on, how does Miracle Doctor Zhang have such abundant true qi?"
