However, just as everyone was worrying for Ling Chen, he suddenly stopped in his tracks while running, leaned back, and aimed his bow and arrow at the approaching Han Yu.
Faced with this sudden change, Han Yu's complexion immediately shifted, not expecting Ling Chen to pull such a move.
At this moment, there was less than three meters between the two, and at such a close distance, even Han Yu's quick reflexes couldn't outspeed the arrow.
Whoosh!
Hearing the sound of the bowstring, Han Yu forcibly controlled his body, hastily dodging to the side, narrowly brushing past the arrow. The arrow, missing its target, continued with undiminished force, embedding itself into a pillar outside the arena, the shaft vibrating intensely and buzzing loudly.
What a pity!
