"Who goes there?"
The other Green Clothes Gang members heard Hu Ma's shout and were also taken aback. They hurriedly nocked their arrows and fired.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! The sound echoed in his ears. Hu Ma was also alarmed; they were only thirty to forty feet from the shore, the perfect range for deadly arrows.
Even though he had learned Shousui skills, he wasn't as powerful as the heroes he'd seen on TV in his previous life, who could effortlessly sweep away arrows with their sleeves. To his naked eye, these arrows flew as fast as bullets.
In his urgency, he prepared to raise his arms to shield his head and face, figuring he could withstand the blows as long as those vital areas were protected.
But before he could, Little Hongtang, sensing the danger, suddenly whirled around Hu Ma. Her short legs kicked and spun with surprising speed, conjuring a fierce yin wind that swept all the arrows away.
Hu Ma was pleasantly surprised. Little Hongtang has this kind of ability?
