The crossbow bolt shot out, carrying Yue Jinghua's arm strength, whistling through the air as it flew. But just as it had traveled a few feet, it collided with the Dark Power Protective Shield above the sailboat. The faintly red Protective Shield trembled slightly like a candle in the breeze, without even forming a dent, and the crossbow bolt fell, landing precisely at Yue Jinghua's feet.
The flock of Crow Pheasants flew joyfully in the sky, and on the sailboat, Lihua Xue laughed so hard her body shook, "You can't even penetrate the Protective Shield of the Fire Dragon Sail, yet you entertain the fanciful notion of hitting the Dark Bird. Stop humiliating yourself and get lost," she said.
"It's only the first round, just a warm-up," Yue Jinghua coughed a few times casually and stood aside as if nothing had happened.
