Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 450

Bewildered and dazzled, something unusual met Darren's eyes as the arrow condensed out of the rule power. This time the conjured weapon was much different compared to that of a martial artist—visible but not tangible.

With a chilly light, the arrow aimed straight towards Darren, fast and unstoppable. Bemused with such potent skill, Darren was held frozen at the moment and couldn't move a single muscle.

As the raging arrow neared him, Darren brandished his sword and attempted to block the deadly weapon. However, his effort was in vain. As the arrow was just a vague shape, there was no way Darren's sword could get in touch with it. Like a shooting star, the arrow slipped quickly through his sword and continued to charge towards his chest.

The swiftness and invincibility of the arrow showcased a significant superiority, whose power could only be waned by weapons that were cast by a more robust rule power than the arrow itself.

With almost an inaudible sound, the arrow made its way into Darren's chest, piercing and shattering him gradually.

All at once, Darren felt a gust of vigorous stir in his chest. He was waiting to feel the searing pain, but it came later than he anticipated.

The power of the arrow seemed to slit open his chest and destroy him from inside. He was so distraught at the moment that he couldn't afford to look at his chest—afraid that he might not like what he would saw.

Just as Darren stood transfixed in horror, the ring in his hand began to wobble and let out several abstruse, unintelligible runes.

Like a steady stream of calm water, the runes began to flow into Darren's chest as if they were guided by a gentle leading hand.

The runes confronted the power of the arrow. A severe fight was evident, and in the end, the runes were proved to be the potent ones. After a series of clashing sounds, the arrow was at last cut into pieces by the runes. During the whole fight, Darren did not dare to make a move as the clash between the runes and the arrow had slashed his flesh severely, and the inflicted wound was only an inch from reaching his heart.

While feeling great oppression, Darren was deeply impressed by the power of the arrow. A weapon that could dig into his body, such things had not been in his concern since he had gotten intense and invulnerable bodily strength. From numerous past experiences, he had known that even a one-star grand warrior could not sting or scratch him, even if they used all the advantages that they got.

But today, if not for the ring, Darren's heart would have long been invaded by the arrow, and he would have been dead by now.

"What a close call!" Darren sighed as his mind gradually eased the moment he saw the arrow crumbled into pieces.