alone as a fairy

Chen Zining showed no signs of change on his face, and said with a smile, "No need, if I miss the shot, it's just my bad luck. How can you blame Mr. Zhan for his superhuman archery skills?"

Zhan Luyuan snorted coldly in his heart: "Although the horned dragon bow is a third-order spiritual bow, its limit shooting range is only about a hundred feet. Now, within a hundred feet, there is not even a single feather. What do you think you can shoot?"

His astonishing archery just now had some deliberate elements.

Chen Zining first put the horned dragon bow aside, took an arrow in each hand, and then used the tip of the cold iron arrow in his right hand to carve on the shaft of the other cold iron arrow.

Everyone around was puzzled, only the six people present showed a little emotion on their faces, Zhan Qingxue was confused, and asked her brother softly: "What is he doing?"

Zhan Luyuan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't know, just watch."

The cold iron was extremely hard, but Chen Zining concentrated all his true energy and spiritual power, and still carved fine marks on the shaft of the arrow. Naturally, Chen Zining did not do useless work, but burned a "flying rune" on it, making it Originally, the shooting range was only one hundred feet, but it extended to two hundred feet, or even three or four hundred feet.

As for how to aim at such a long distance, it would not be difficult for Chen Zining, as long as a trace of Yuanshen power was attached to it, it would not be difficult to track the target.

A moment later, when the last stroke was connected with the beginning, the flying rune was completed, and a trace of extremely obscure spiritual power circulated and flowed on the rune. Chen Zining breathed a sigh of relief, held the horned dragon bow, and saw that he was aiming at it. No matter what the target was, Zhang Gong shot the tampered cold iron arrow towards the top of his head without seeing how he was acting.

The arrow is still not loud, and the speed is not fast. When the cold iron arrow rushed to a distance of one hundred feet, it began to fall in an arc, and the speed of the fall became faster and faster. In the end, everyone's naked eyes could not keep up with the arrow. speed.

In the end, under the inconceivable gazes of more than a dozen people on the ninth floor, the cold iron arrow passed through the back of a squirrel that just passed by at a distance of three hundred feet, and then pierced through the body of the squirrel. , fell into the lake.

For a moment, everyone was speechless and silent, as if the scene they saw just now didn't happen, or it wasn't real at all, but Yu Xiaorou, who was just seven years old, didn't understand that shooting a [-]-foot bow with a fifteen-stone bow What does distance mean?What's more, it actually hit a palm-sized target!

Yu Xiaorou clapped her hands and shouted: "Okay, okay, brother Ning shot! It's your turn."

She was referring to Zhan Luyuan, of course, and when Zhan Luyuan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he had the urge to dig a hole in the ground and then get in, let alone three hundred feet, fifty feet away, He just became a blind cat that relies on touching dead mice.

Following Yu Xiaorou's voice, everyone came back to their senses. Zhong Jiangda, the royal priest who had not spoken in the pavilion, sighed: "This is an eye-opener. I have lived for 100 years. This is the first time I have seen such a magical skill in my life." ! It’s as mysterious as it is mysterious, it’s as mysterious as it is divine!”

As soon as his deep voice came out, Chen Zining and others could tell that this old priest was the one who told them to go upstairs.

Yue Wei also praised: "I heard that on the Qinghai prairie, the most outstanding archer of the barbarians is honored as 'Zhebie'. I think they will be amazed when they see this scene today."

Peng Hua nodded and said: "That's right, if you use a magic bow of thirty or forty stones, it's not difficult to shoot three hundred feet away, but it's difficult to shoot the sky sparrow, which is only the size of a palm and as fast as lightning! !Disaster!"

Ao Xuan laughed loudly and said: "Xiaoyou Chen, you are truly a god. In my opinion, the best archery in the Holy Tang Kingdom is none other than Xiaoyou."

Chen Zining put down the horned dragon bow, and said with a smile: "You guys have won the prize, this title of number one, I absolutely dare not take it."

He Yuantong stroked his beard under his chin, and asked aloud, "What did you engrave on the shaft of the arrow just now?"

Chen Zining was not surprised to see that his actions just now were seen through, and said with a smile: "It's just some tricks, it's hard to get into the eyes of the governor."

He Yuantong had a half-smile on his face, and asked again: "The Tao of Fuzhen is broad and profound, and it is only mastered by some sects or aristocratic families with ancient inheritance. I wonder which family Mr. Chen learned it from?"

Chen Zining's face remained unchanged, and he said: "My master only taught me how to use it, but never mentioned the origin. See you next time, and I will ask you on behalf of the governor."

After speaking, he said to Zhan Luyuan again: "Young Master Zhan, it's your turn."

A blush appeared on Zhan Luyuan's face, and after a while he said shyly, "My archery skills are not as good as yours, so I lost this competition."

Chen Zining nodded, then nodded to the six people in the pavilion, and walked downstairs with Du Tao and the others.

"Wait a minute!" Zhan Luyuan shouted.