The Money Darts were propelled by Su Yu's special technique, each flying at a different speed. The first was the fastest, instantly arriving several yards in front of the Divine Statue.
HUMMM—
But a ripple of invisible power spread out, and the Money Dart—powerful enough to pierce iron armor—was brutally flung away, as if it had struck a wall of resilient air.
Soon, the second, the third... all eight Money Darts shot out in succession, a torrential downpour of metal!
THUD, THUD, THUD...
In mid-air, the Money Darts let out a series of dull thuds. Like dead leaves scattered by a fierce wind, they were all flung back without exception.
A closer look, however, would reveal that with each successive dart, the distance to the Divine Statue was shrinking.
By the time the seventh Money Dart broke through, it had silently closed the distance to just a few feet from the Divine Statue!
