Everyone was stunned by such an unexpected event.
"Could such profound Inner Strength really belong to the Second Seat?"
In the world today, only the Second Seat possesses such profound Inner Strength, right?
Once this idea took hold, it was hard to let go of it. Thus, those who had been with the Great Chief in capturing the intruder all began to hesitate.
But once the repeating crossbow cart was activated, unless manually stopped, it would keep attacking until it ran out of Arrow Feathers.
Without an order from the Great Chief, no one dared to cease fire; they glanced at each other with guilty looks, seeing the anxiety in each other’s eyes.
But even with anxiety, there was nothing they could do since they were just nameless soldiers without any right to speak.
For Li Wenli, these Arrow Feathers were not a threat at all; he used Wind Blade to create an impenetrable barrier for himself, and as long as that strange rock didn’t appear, nothing could suppress him.
The Great Chief had initially hoped to wear the man down using repeating crossbow carts, possessing ten of them along with many small Weapon systems on the cliff tops, intending to engage in a war of attrition. How would it matter how profound his Inner Strength was if he could be worn out?
However, as they continued, the Great Chief noticed something was amiss.
This was not wearing the man down; it was wearing himself down.
Their supply of Arrow Feathers was steadily decreasing, yet the barrier of Inner Strength created by the man in front of them showed not a single crack.
The Arrow Feathers still fell three yards away from him, and in just a quarter of an hour, the supply of Arrow Feathers stored in the Stilted Building was nearly exhausted.
The Great Chief paced back and forth anxiously, then finally gestured decisively for everyone to cease fire.
The personnel responsible for operating the repeating crossbow cart quickly pulled down the sluice, and silence returned to the surroundings.
As the Arrow Rain ceased, Li Wenli couldn’t help but curl his lips and said, "That’s all the strength you have?"
The arrogant comment choked the Great Chief, who was almost eager to rush forward and engage in a fierce fight.
But the brief encounter in the Assembly Workshop had shown that this man was incredibly tough to deal with; even if he personally entered the fray, it was uncertain whether he would gain the upper hand.
The Great Chief knew that now was not the time for a head-on confrontation.
He needed to continue using the tactic of attrition to drain this man’s strength.
Therefore, the Great Chief decisively whistled towards the cliff top.
It wasn’t long before Li Wenli heard the sound of ropes gliding.
He looked up alertly and saw one after another skinny Spider People rapidly descending toward him.
And these people were all holding Crossbows, with the Crossbows’ short arrows already cocked, constantly flying toward him.
Li Wenli waved his garment, and soon rolled down the Arrow Feathers.
While he dealt with the Arrow Feathers, the first squadron had already landed from the cliff and they, wielding swords, quickly ran toward Li Wenli.
Li Wenli was no slouch either, pulling out his Dagger to confront them head-on.
However, his Dagger was ultimately different from their Mystic Iron Swords and soon showed signs of cracking.
Li Wenli reluctantly looked at his battered little Dagger; although it was nothing compared to the young lady’s Vermilion Demon by a thousandth, it had still accompanied him through countless days and nights and had fought both monsters and foes.
But today, it finally concluded its mission and was about to fall here.
Li Wenli swung his last strike with a heavy heart.
As it collided with the opponent’s long sword, the Dagger made an especially crisp sound, breaking at an unimaginably rapid speed.
Seeing the mysterious man’s Dagger broken, the crowd involuntarily showed signs of joy, finally gaining the upper hand.