Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 214: Is This a Xuanhuan World or the Three Kingdoms?

"What makes you think just a few of you can deal with my army of thousands?"

Zhang Xun seemed unwilling to battle Ding Ling and continued to urge:

"You're no longer holding any Yuan family members as hostages. We won't hesitate to harm you! We'll rain arrows down and take you out!"

"In recognition of your kindness."

Ding Ling raised his head slightly to look at Zhang Xun:

"I sincerely advise you, do not anger me later. Otherwise, you'll die in a miserable and ugly way."

Ding Ling shook the Giant Que Sword in his hand, leaped down from his horse, and using the Flying Swallow Technique, shot like a cannonball towards the archers at the city gate.

"How dare you!"

While Zhang Xun was shocked, he couldn't believe it. This person refuses a toast only to drink a forfeit, does he truly believe he's invincible like iron, able to withstand a torrential onslaught of arrows?

Zhang Xun could not believe it!

He urged Ding Ling to retreat.

Because he had considered Ding Ling's supernatural Lightweight Body Technique. If provoked, Ding Ling might sneak into the city at night, much like slaughtering the Yellow Turban Army, and bypass defenses. One might even lose one's head while sleeping!

But now, in broad daylight,

Ding Ling chose to fight at such a time.

Was this overconfidence?

Or foolishness?

After his initial anger, Zhang Xun was thrilled. This was a perfect opportunity; his arrogance would be his downfall, allowing an easy kill.

As long as Ding Ling was killed.

Diao Chan, Zhao Yun, and others were of no concern.

"Fire arrows!"

Zhang Xun roared:

"Fire collectively! All of you, fire without holding back!"

The sound fell.

Bang bang!

Archers released their bowstrings, and in the sound of tension and release, arrows soared through the sky, whizzing! These seemed like Death God's arrows, chasing and claiming lives!

The arrow rain aimed straight at Ding Ling!

Diao Chan, Zhao Yun, and others watched from behind, their faces changing with worry.

Ding Ling had already advised them.

If faced with such a situation, they must not follow too closely, keeping a distance so that even chaotic arrows can be avoided or deflected.

But once in the city,

They should stick close to Ding Ling. To protect him.

"Ding Ling is doomed."

The players asserted:

"Without hostages, the opponent won't hold back. This is walking into death!"

Not only players felt this way.

Everyone at that moment believed Ding Ling was destined to die.

Except for Diao Chan and her group, though they had confidence in Ding Ling, facing the terrifying rain of arrows, even they couldn't help but tremble with fear—a natural response to impending disaster.

This arrow rain, as if the sky was collapsing, could make anyone's mind go blank, leaving no choice but to wait to die.

Everyone was watching Ding Ling.

Including Zhang Xun, whose face displayed excitement, already imagining the scene of slaying Ding Ling and gaining fame throughout Jiuzhou.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

The arrow rain hit Ding Ling, exploding with deafening booms.

Arrows were dense, impossible to count.

Wave after wave!

Like crashing waves trying to shatter the sandy shore, producing a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and earth!

Everyone couldn't help but glance sideways, confused and uncertain.

Could arrows rain down on a person's body, creating a sound like thunder?!

How is this possible?!

When everyone saw clearly what had happened, they stood frozen in disbelief!

They doubted their senses, suspecting hallucinations!

"How is this possible?!"

Zhang Xun, a general guarding three armies, although not as skilled as Jii Ling, was still highly martial, not comparable to ordinary generals. He rubbed his eyes, confirming he hadn't been mistaken, and his expression changed in fear, stammering:

"This, this, Ding Ling, is he man or ghost?!"

Ding Ling's clothes were pierced like a sieve.

The armor was shattered.

Yet, his body seemed unharmed!

Not a single hair was out of place!

His face was smooth as jade, not even a scratch!

But Zhang Xun had clearly seen from the city head countless arrows hitting Ding Ling's head.

He was overjoyed.

Thinking he'd achieved great merit, would receive the Yuan family's reward, rise to great heights, not to mention, his fame would spread across Jiuzhou, becoming a top-tier general!

As he reveled in his dream, he witnessed this incredible scene.

No less than someone at their peak being kicked down to the valley!

That excruciating pain, soul-searching coldness felt like falling into an icy pond, chilling to the bones, freezing the very soul.

Zhang Xun shivered, goosebumps rising.

Especially when Ding Ling slightly raised his head, offering him a faint smile, Zhang Xun's soul seemed lost, and he could only scream hysterically:

"Fire arrows, FIRE ARROWS!"

Bang bang!

The archers were shocked and terrified.

Hearing these words, they instinctively drew their bows, arrows pointing at Ding Ling, with whizzing sounds, unleashing another wave of arrows.

Resulting without exception.

Ding Ling seemed to have a steel armor protecting him; the arrow rain was ineffective!

"...!!!"

The players' eyes bulged:

"Is this really the Three Kingdoms?! Not a Xuanhuan world?!"

"I'm convinced now. Ding Ling definitely discovered a BUG in this game world. I'm reporting him for cheating as soon as I log off!"

"Too much! This is blatantly exploiting game loopholes! Ridiculing our effort and intellect! Ugh, I wanna cheat too, I wanna be invincible!"

...

The players were shocked beyond belief.

They were jealous and envious of Ding Ling; some accused him, while others retreated to observe from a distance;

As for Diao Chan and her group?

Their delight was boundless.

The admiration from Da and Xiao Qiao lit up their eyes, with a shining gleam!

Zhao Yun was utterly enthralled, considering Ding Ling his lifelong goal to chase!

Diao Chan and Du Qingcheng silently cheered, seeing Zhang Xun and others' reactions, feeling honored and accomplished.

After all, Ding Ling was their leader, kin, family!

As for the archers facing him.

They were terrified out of their wits!

Each felt a looming threat, especially seeing Ding Ling wielding the Giant Que Sword into their midst, swinging it.

Clang!

Clang clang clang!

It's like thousands of snowflakes cascading in the void, each snowflake resembling a small sharp blade, thousands of snowflakes spiraling with clangs, sweeping through with bloody rain!

Heads rolled!

Severed limbs soared!

No one could withstand a single snowflake!

Thousands of snowflakes pierced the air.

Like Death God's scythe descending upon the Mortal World, reaping all life effortlessly in its presence.