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

Chapter 49 Is he sick?
boom!
An arrow head flew across two hundred meters and hit the black wall. White ripples bloomed half a meter outside the white dot circle, not much different from the first arrow just now.

However, he shot two arrows before he even got started?

Liu Yong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Getting started with bow techniques mainly refers to the control of the Qi and blood bow. If you cannot control the Qi and blood bow, you cannot be considered to have gotten started. However, if you do not master the rhythm of taking in and out Qi and blood, and you rashly use the Qi and blood bow to shoot arrows continuously, your arm tendons and bones will feel as if they are cracking.

In more serious cases, the arm may be broken by the rebound of the Qi and Blood Bow.
Collapse, whoosh——

Suddenly, there was another sound of breaking through the air. It seemed that with good luck, it finally stepped onto the edge of the circle formed by the aiming point, causing ripples.

Liu Yong's brows slowly lowered, and his eyes turned to Jiang Qiu like a hunting cat staring at a mouse. In an instant, his pupils widened three points: "Still want to shoot?!"

The arrow was nocked silently, and the blood-red light flowed from the bow with a buzzing sound. The string struck the fingertips of the right hand, the arrow head was level with the shoulder, chest and elbow, and the half-closed right eye was fixed on the white dot in the distance without moving.

Collapse, whoosh——

As the veins on Jiang Qiu's right arm whistled, the wooden arrow shot out through the air, like a blood-red dragon, suddenly rushing through the air barrier!
boom!
Da da
The sound of a wooden arrowhead falling to the ground came from a distance. In his eyes, Jiang Qiu had already picked up another arrow. A drop of sweat fell from his chin. He suddenly straightened his chest like Dayi in ancient times, and the white spots in his eyes were like ten suns in the sky.

He put the arrow on the bow string, and his right arm trembled like a cicada's wings. A light tapping sound came from his chest, and a bloody light floated around the Qi and Blood Bow, like a devil drawing blood!
Is he sick? !
Liu Yong took a deep breath through his nose, the big bow in his hand dropped to his side, his eyes were like cold nails, and he gritted his teeth slightly.

If you haven't entered the door, you haven't entered the door. With only a little buffer time before the challenge, do you have to risk your life to shoot a few more arrows?
To shoot archery at such a high intensity, one must have taken a bottle of blood-boiling liquid. With the combined intensity, unless one's body is strong enough, the right arm will be broken within five arrows!
What’s the point of doing this!
"Brother Jiang."

The sound of gritting teeth could be heard from the center of the spectator gallery. Zhang Fan's fist unclenched, and his ten fingers twitched inexplicably.

Xie Kuang, standing alone in a corner, opened his eyes wide, his gaze was like clouds covering the sky, and his chest rose and fell like a bronze bell.

Liu Ziri beside him bit his lip and clenched his fist, his almond-shaped pupils reflecting the young man's profile drawing the bow, dotted with starlight.

Li Si, Hu Yeye, Guangtou and the others held their breath and concentrated their minds, their heartbeats pounding around their ears, and the feeling of fear and worry was like a hammer hitting their heads.

That is the Qi and Blood Bow. Few families present can afford it, but everyone knows how powerful it is.

It is impossible to use the Qi and Blood Bow continuously before you get started!

What Jiang Ge did is no different from self-mutilation!
Collapse, whoosh——

The sound of breaking through the air was like a high-pressure airflow covering the sky above the archery range.

"Director Zhao, I understand that you want to try the bow again before the formal challenge, but it's not right to do this." Liu Qi frowned deeply, and the cross scar on his right cheek twitched slightly. He said in a voice like a crouching wolf: "If he doesn't accept the challenge, just say so directly. I can take Liu Yong away now."

Collapse, whoosh——

Liu Qi's mouth twitched, his eyes twisted: "But now you want to cripple your right arm in front of me, then the challenge is definitely not worth it, why should I bring Liu Yong here?"

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Zhao Gongzheng stared at Jiang Qiu's figure as he put his arrow on the bowstring again. There was another bang and his cheeks trembled: "Jiang Qiu!"

"exist"

Jiang Qiu exhaled a breath of hot air, bent his waist and turned halfway, his eyes just reflected Zhao Gongzheng's squinting and frowning figure, a stream of burning blood instantly squeezed out from the high-pressure heart cavity, and shouted like thunder: "Director Zhao, I'm about to find the feeling, it's okay!"

There are still eight arrows left to get started!

A thought like thunder pierced through his bright eyes, and he quickly pulled out another arrow from the basket. His shrimp-like body straightened up again, and as the hot sweat on his face gathered at the tip of his chin, he fell to the ground with a click like a line.

Collapse, whoosh——

Collapse, whoosh——

Collapse, whoosh——

Explode, whoosh, da.
The arrow feather picked up by the index finger fell into the basket. Jiang Qiu's mouth was like a dam valve, hot air rushed in and out, his chest rose and fell like a stream, and the large area of ​​floor under his feet reflected the bright light.

【Ancient Martial Arrow (Not yet started)】

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"Four arrows left."

Muttering in his heart, Jiang Qiu gritted his teeth, and a barely perceptible brass glow appeared on his right arm, as if a steel shell was restraining the wriggling, hideous flesh, and the arm bone with fine cracks still fixed the right arm like a crossbeam!

Hey.

He bit open the boiling blood liquid he took out from his pocket and gulped it into his mouth.

The empty reagent bottle fell to the ground with a "pop". The bloodshot on Jiang Qiu's eyeballs had turned into red lightning grabbing towards his eyes, and his chest was pounding like thunder in the sky.

bare--

His teeth were clenched as he picked up an arrow.

pull--

Guru
The low-pressure sound of saliva rolling in the throat quietly shrank in Liu Yong's mouth. The corners of his mouth twitched and his heart beat rapidly and hotly.

How could he be so crazy that he would drink blood boiling liquid just to shoot more arrows? !
The extreme blood amplification and the high-intensity blood extraction of the Qi and Blood Bow appeared at the same time, which was no less than ice and fire. What kind of body could withstand it!

Even if Jiang Qiu's body was stronger than an ordinary person and he could hold on for a while, what was the point of shooting so many arrows? !

Besides, the previous few arrows were all of similar quality, nothing special.
Collapse, whoosh——

There was a loud bang, and suddenly there was a cry of surprise from the students of No. 8 Middle School: "Brother Jiang seems to be about to hit that white dot!"

With a shudder in his heart, Liu Yong suddenly turned his head to look at the arrow wall, his pupils widening three points: "The center of the ripple is one centimeter away from the aiming point?!"

It must be a coincidence. After shooting so many arrows, there should be one arrow that is closer.
Collapse, whoosh——

Another sound of breaking through the air passed through the eardrums, and the black shadow leaped across a subtle arc and hit the rotating circle of the aiming point, causing ripples!

Another error of about one decimeter? !

Liu Yong took a deep breath, clenched his right fist, and listened to the whooshing sounds. It was as if a wooden stake was standing in the distance. A pair of dark pupils squeezed out three points of blood and energy: "The distance difference is already less than one decimeter?!"

It seemed like it had never been about luck. The previous dozen or so arrows seemed to have made little difference, but in fact, there had been a general trend of improvement.

Even though a few arrows didn't hit the target, he kept pulling the bow without even getting started. Who knows how exhausted his body must have been?!
With my physical condition getting worse and worse, it takes a lot of perseverance and talent to keep the distance, let alone now.
Hey.

The sound of arrows being stringed struck everyone's head. Jiang Qiu's left arm was as stiff as an iron pillar, heavier than the blacksmith's table in the blacksmith shop. The veins on his right arm were as ferocious as a dragon, and the brass color was so rich that it was trembling.

With one mouth opened, the whale swallows the ocean, and millions of streams of water flow back like rivers.

The chest was straightened again to stretch the latissimus dorsi, and the bent waist stood up as the string was pulled. The blood pattern on the bow handle slowly lit up, and the small beads on both ends were brewing like red suns.

boom! boom! boom!
His heart was like an iron hammer, and he used all his strength to forge Jiang Qiu's body, making a crisp sound on his right arm bone, and then he drained out the air and blood and poured it into the palm of his right hand, where it melted into the thick string.

Aim at the small white dot that rotates like a second hand two hundred meters away.

"The last arrow."

(End of this chapter)