With thirty-two arrows per second, Yasenia began to feel it. She could see the stars around her exploding and forming at high speeds, knocking arrows out of the way.
Her relaxed form began to tense again, preparing for the sixth minute.
Time ticked away, and finally, the sixth minute arrived.
The number of people left from the initial 2300 had reduced to 1400.
The 32 multiplied by two and became 64.
The holes around the dome began firing attacks like crazy.
The dragoness's lips arched after she realized that this test might be more interesting than she thought.
The number of challengers quickly dwindled and went from 1400 to 1000 by the end of the minute.
Then, the seventh minute arrived, and the dome fired 128 arrows per second.
Her automatic defense was finally starting to fail as the number of attacks increased exponentially.
Her tail whipped every now and then, deflecting an arrow that managed to reach her.
To test it, she allowed one of those arrows to hit her shoulder, and the arrow managed to pierce her skin but not her muscle, making her bleed for a moment.
The injury healed quickly, though.
Yasenia nodded and prepared. The next minute would be the beginning of the challenge for her.
She paid attention to the number and saw that it had decreased to 272, making her nervous. 'Please, please, hold on until the tenth minute at least.'
The seventh minute finished, and the eighth minute began.
256 arrows per second.
That entitled a shooting speed of 15,360 arrows per minute.
By now, for a normal human, the sound of arrows firing would be like a constant stream instead of singular shots.
The stars around Yasenia couldn't keep up, and finally, Yasenia began sword dancing in the middle.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
She didn't move from her original position, expertly shifting between sword and tail strikes to deflect all attacks going her way.
From the corner of her vision, Yasenia tracked the number of participants left, and the number quickly fell from 272 to 103 in just the first ten seconds.
Yasenia's heart was pounding in worry. 'Please, please. I have just begun truly participating. Why are you all so weak?'
Of course, her thoughts weren't mocking anybody on purpose; it was an honest thought for someone with a skewed view of what was "normal" strength.
Be it herself, her lovers, her maids, or her seniors, all of them were vastly above average in whatever they did. What Yasenia would call average, a truly average cultivator would perceive it as a "genius" level.
102.
93.
87.
The number of cultivators kept falling like flies, approaching the 50th mark.
Thankfully, those remaining 87 resisted, and the ninth wave of attacks began.
The number of attacks per second reached an absurd 512, or 30,720 arrows per minute.
Yasenia's pupils thinned, and she activated her buffing skills and innate skills like [Celestial Cosmos dress] and [Star Dragon Body].
Then, her sword mastery became precise and elegant as [Dance In The Firmament] and [War Intent] unfolded.
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Heaven, Earth, Me 4 (GL)
Storie d'amoreYasenia is a child born different from the rest, her mother, Tatyana, used an ancient technique she found to absorb the world's energy to get pregnant instead of having regular intercourse. Her objective was to create a lover for herself since the e...
