Chapter 191: Immersed in Training
On the boundless green prairie, dozens of cavalry were galloping wildly. They occasionally bent their bows and nocked arrows, shooting them dozens of meters away, where a man like a ghost was constantly flickering to and fro.
Unfortunately, these arrows seemed to be under some magic spell, as not a single one could hit its target.
The ghostly man remained unafraid of the opponents' overwhelming numbers, charging towards the cavalry with the momentum of a tiger entering a sheepfold.
Seeing that the arrows couldn't hit their mark, the cavalry immediately drew their curved blades, urging their warhorses to launch a charge at the man.
They emitted emotionless battle cries, like puppets devoid of fear, attacking the man with their programmed moves.
"Seventh Sword!"
