You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 48 This gap cannot be caught up
"The blood boiling liquid you wanted."

Da, two arrows of boiling blood were placed on Jiang Qiu's trembling palms. Wu Shan frowned and said in a voice as cold as stone: "There is no need to fight so hard. Shooting a few more arrows in a short time will not allow you to enter directly, but will damage your arm.

Drink a bottle of blood boiling medicine to replenish your blood, and rest for a while before Liu Yong and the military inspector arrive. If you lose in archery, you lose, just don’t make mistakes in your shooting skills.”

"Ah."

Jiang Qiu nodded, flicked open the lid with his thumb, and drank the whole drink in one gulp. The blood in his heart gushed out like a spring in the desert, and the ocean current rushed towards his dry limbs. In an instant, his face turned red and bloodshot in his eyes were like red lightning.

Bang, bang, bang!

My heart was pounding against my chest as fast as raindrops.

Just at this moment, students from various venues in the corridor poured in.

"Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang! Damn, Brother Jiang looks like he just finished practicing archery!"

"That's the Qi and Blood Bow, right? So cool!"

"Wow, I haven't seen Brother Jiang sweat so much in a long time. I heard that practicing bow skills is very tiring, just like having blood drawn, but it also has a strong effect on the body."

Nearly a hundred students gathered around Jiang Qiu, surrounding him as he walked towards the bench, staring at the Black Dragon Bow in surprise: "Brother Jiang, is it difficult to learn the Qi and Blood Bow directly? How does it feel? Is it accurate?"

"Li Si, what kind of stupid question are you asking? Brother Jiang just started practicing archery the day before yesterday, so he must be weak in this area. At least he should consider accuracy after getting started!"

Zhang Shan shouted at Li Si twice, and looked at Jiang Qiu with his thick eyebrows raised: "Brother Jiang, compete with Liu Yong in spearmanship later, and suppress him severely, so that the students of No. 1 Middle School can see how their proud No. 1 genius can be defeated!

If they win the arrows, they have taken advantage. If they lose the guns, they are short-sighted. Haha!"

"That's right, Brother Jiang, be ruthless later, so that the inspectors from the military can see the prodigies outside the Tianjiao plan!"

Amid the noise, Jiang Qiu smiled and wiped the sweat from the corners of his mouth: "Okay."

The blood surging in the body nourished the muscles and bones, and the slightly trembling right arm slowly pressed down, with the fingertips preparing to draw the bow and string it.
soon.

click -

The steel door opened, and everyone turned their eyes to it at the same time, only to see Wu Shan raised his chin and said, "Go to the open space over there and watch carefully. It's not easy to find someone who can practice spearmanship at a proficient level."

Ta-da-da, a series of small steps, and all the students' eyes turned to the door again.

Tapping.

Director Zhao walked in front with his hands behind his back, leading the way. A middle-aged man with a scar on his cheek like a knife followed him with slow steps. The young man walking side by side with him held a black spear with a black tassel on the tip like floating smoke, and hung a large purple bow on his back with red beads shining.

"Captain Yang Qi, this is our No. 8 Middle School's archery range. The venue has been set up," Director Zhao spread his hands to point to a place not far away, speaking calmly, "Shall we start right after the inspection, or should we prepare more?"

"Director Zhao, time waits for no one. The sooner the challenge ends, the better I can report to No. 1 Middle School and the military. Since your school is ready, I will take a look to see if there are any omissions."

As the special inspector, Yang Qi smiled and turned to look at Liu Yong: "You've just arrived at No. 8 Middle School. Try the feel of the arrows here."

"it is good."

With a cold ding sound, Liu Yong casually threw the black tassel spear out. The spear shaft swung across the air and landed on an empty wooden frame with a clatter.

He strode towards the 200-meter line. In his narrow eyes, he saw a young man in a wet black shirt strolling and stopping beside a basket of arrows. In his left hand was a pitch-black blood bow, and his eyes glanced at him like an eagle reflected in a deep pool.

The hunting training at No. 8 Middle School was also plotted against by the monsters. Most of the outstanding students were trapped in a secret realm. It was heard that a student named Jiang Qiu realized the mastery of the ancient martial arts spear before his death, and turned the tide by killing high-level monster plants.

This person has always been unknown and has never appeared in any competition or exchange meeting on various campuses. It seems like he suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Moreover, he had never practiced archery, but he was able to get Zhao Gongzheng to personally fight for a place for him in the Tianjiao Program!
Thinking of this, Liu Yong snorted coldly and glanced at the black wall in the distance: "Excuse me, can you adjust the aiming point on the arrow wall to a rotating mode? I'm not used to it being motionless."

As soon as these words came out, the students in the spectator area frowned, and there was a faint sound of fists creaking. They tightened their voices and said, "Damn it, I've heard that Liu Yong is arrogant. When he was fighting with Li Juefeng before, he could look up at him regardless of the outcome. Now he comes to our No. 8 Middle School alone, and we install it on him?" "So what is the arrow wall, and what is the aiming point?"

"We are not proficient in both gun and bow, so why should we care about him?"

Amid the roar of the crowd, Wu Shan walked towards the black curtain wall with an expressionless face. A buzzing sound was heard, and large white ripples began to spread out from the center of the wall. The small white dot in the middle spun out with the vibration of the ripples, like stars circling the black sky.

After a moment, the white dot turned counterclockwise into a circle, just like the trajectory of a second hand, with a diameter of one arm.

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Jiang Qiu frowned and turned to glance at Liu Yong who was standing next to a basket of arrows five steps away. With a click, the big bow jumped from behind him into his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the arrow was nocked and the string was on.

pull--

In an instant, his silhouette was like an ancient Buddha lifting a tripod, his outer garment held up high by his latissimus dorsi muscles, his arms like iron clamps locking the bowstring, listening quietly to the trembling of the blood-red lines on the bow and the flowing of pearl light!

At that moment, the students watching widened their eyes, all sounds were like candles extinguished in a storm, their hearts were beating fast, and were vaguely suppressed under a layer of rhythm.

Even if you have never practiced Qi and Blood Bow, you know that it is difficult to master the art of bow. A person with mediocre talent may not be able to master it in ten years.

But once you get the hang of it, the Qi and Blood Bow will be like a spoon or chopsticks in your hands, and ordinary shooting is enough to make it as steady as an iron tower!

That guy called Liu Yong actually mastered the archery skills to the basic level without joining the Tianjiao program. His talent in archery is really not exaggerated!

Collapse, whoosh——

There was a loud bang of breaking air, and Liu Ziri's hair fluttered an inch in front of his forehead. Black lines flashed in his eyes, and his gaze turned away slowly.

boom!
I happened to see waves spreading out from the inner circle of the rotating little white dot, and the impact point was probably less than one decimeter away from the little white dot.

"Amazing"

Liu Ziri clenched his fists, pursed his lips and looked at the young man who was silently bending over and picking up the arrow feathers.

Come on.

"Director Zhao, Liu Yong has already mastered the ancient martial arts archery a month ago. According to previous standards, his basic skills in controlling the Qi and Blood Bow are enough to directly enter the military test." Liu Qi's eyes were blazing and his voice was as heavy as a stone. "I heard that Jiang Qiu has not practiced the bow for a few days. Why don't we not compete? Just treat it as a martial arts exchange hosted by me. How about they try the gun?"

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Zhao Gongzheng put his hands behind his back, his eyes were like deep pools, and his breathing was muffled.

Just at this moment, a sound of breaking through the air slightly opened his eyes. Liu Qi also looked in the direction of the sound, and saw an arrow hitting the black wall, causing ripples.

"Oh?" Liu Qi's brows twitched. "You are able to control the Qi and Blood Bow quite well. I guess you are not far from the entry level. It turns out that Director Zhao didn't explain some things to General Mo clearly?"

"No, Jiang Qiu just started practicing archery the day before yesterday."

Director Zhao raised his eyebrows, and starlight flashed across the lenses of his glasses.

"I thought you had never practiced it before," Liu Yong shook his right arm and curled his lips, "So you know how to use the Qi and Blood Bow."

But even so, I couldn't even shoot into the circle I had drawn, the difference was at least half a meter, which was far from me.

If you don't have enough talent, you won't be able to catch up in a year or two.
Collapse, whoosh——

The sound of breaking air interrupted his thoughts.

(End of this chapter)