The Mighty Dragon Warrior

Chapter 271

Air stood still in the dimly lit bamboo forest. Someone or something had enclosed it in an invisible barrier.

Sunlight filtered in through the suspended bamboo leaves, and amongst them, two arrows hung in thin air and caught everyone’s attention.

The two beautiful ladies standing below them were hard to miss with their heaving bosoms.

“H-how is this possible?”

The man was pale with fear. He held his breath as he clenched his bow tightly in his hand.

Jacob stood protectively in front of Heidi. His eyes flashed with holy power.

Ordinary people could not tell, but the fighting spirit that lived in his body had emerged and swelled to fill up the entire forest.

This spirit was the reason for the leaves and the arrows defying gravity.

Jacob expelled his breath.

With that one action, air started to flow normally. The leaves drifted to the ground, and the arrows exploded into dust.

The two girls, as well as Moira and Keysha, were in a state of shock.

They couldn’t move. They couldn’t even blink. It was as if their bodies were completely ignoring what their brain was telling them to do.

It made them feel so helpless that they wanted to curl into a ball and cry. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

During all this, a lone bamboo leaf slowly floated downwards in front of Jacob.

He reached out and caught it between two fingers.

He looked up and glared coldly at the middle-aged man standing a distance away from him.

With a flick of his wrist, a loud booming crash was heard. A bright green light flashed through the air and hit the center of the man’s forehead.

Just like that, the light quickly faded from the man’s eyes. The thud from his bow hitting the ground filled the air, followed by a louder thump. The man lay crumpled on the ground.

“Old Hunter!” The young man cried out when he saw his lifeless body.

“Hey! You killed him?” Flint glared at Jacob.

From the corner of his eye, Jacob noticed his peeking out from behind him. He took a step forwards to block her line of sight.

He barely spared the man a glance. “Those who kill should always be ready to be killed.”

The man’s fate was decided the moment he aimed the bow at Heidi.

“You killed Old Hunter!” The young man was shaking with rage. The light shone from the sword he held in his hand.

“Old Hunter is the Frost’s master. By killing him…” Flint shook his head. “You’ve incurred the wrath of the entire organization. You may be powerful, but you won’t be able to survive a mad Frost who is desperate to avenge his master.”

He won’t be able to survive?

Jacob briefly looked at the young man who was glaring at him with murderous intent as if telling him, ‘You’d be worse off if you mess with me.’

“I’ll kill you!” Frost screamed. He was suddenly holding a glowing plate made of jade in his hands.

A tangible force surrounded him in a sphere.

The air around them surged with some sort of energy. As if something was charging and getting ready to release.

“Oh my goodness! What is that?” Moira exclaimed. Her cheeks were streaked with tears.

Just as the light surrounding the man became almost too painful to look at, Keysha turned around to hold her daughter tight.