The Chosen Game

Chapter 193
Each quiver contains 50 arrows.

After shooting five more arrows in the quiver in one breath, Xin You temporarily stopped and shook his sore hands.

With such a strong bow, it doesn't take much effort to draw the bow once, but after drawing the bow 250 times in succession, Xin You's hands are already sore and swollen to the point of numbness.

Not only his hands, but also the true energy in his body was almost exhausted, and the little amount of true energy provided to him by the entry-level "Ling Xiao Zhenyuan" couldn't afford him to consume it like this.

After the tense nerves relaxed a little, Xin You faintly heard someone talking about him.

As soon as he thought about it, he used the consummation-level listening ear, and the vague voice of discussion immediately became clear.

"It's terrible. I shot almost 300 arrows before I stopped. I'm really worthy of being a hero! I only shot less than 20 arrows, and the vindictiveness in my body was drained. The undead monster is just a waste of energy."

"You don't even look at who you are, who he is, he is a hero! If you can shoot hundreds of arrows in one go like him, you are also a hero!"

"Galen, what you said is right, it's as if you are very powerful. If I remember correctly, you seem to have only drawn the bow 7 times, and you can't draw the bow anymore. How dare you say me?"

"Tch, you are a warrior and I am an assassin. How many times have you compared bows with me? You are drunk just thinking about it. Why don't you compare with me? Which one of us can run faster?"

The two people who were arguing were obviously familiar with each other, although they were ridiculing each other, there was a smile in their words.

Xin You couldn't help showing a smile on his helmet-covered face.

All human beings with a normal mind like to be praised and admired by others, and Xin You is the same. He heard the compliments from the two chosen ones, and he couldn't help showing a little smile on his face .

This feeling of being regarded as a strong person and admired by others is really good...

Flying monsters in the sky, under the repeated bombardment of the soldiers and the chosen ones, there are not many left, but a large number of monsters are 'accumulated' under the city wall.

However, the walls of Lingxiao City are not only strong, but also very slippery. These monsters without the ability to fly can neither break through the walls and gates, nor climb up. Occasionally, a few monsters with the ability to absorb finally climbed up the city wall. It couldn't be any good, and was poked randomly with weapons by the Chosen One and the repairmen, and it exploded into black mist and dissipated in the blink of an eye.

Therefore, facing the wave of monsters this time, the Chosen Ones seemed very relaxed.

Before the battle, those voices yelled by the protectors of the Luyuan Sect were really not bragging. There is an incomparably strong city wall under the Luyuan City, and there is a large formation of Cardinal Tiangang on it. This defense is really as solid as a rock, as impregnable as gold.

At least those Chosen Ones who exhausted the energy in their bodies after a few or a dozen arrows thought so, and therefore, when the monsters attacked the city, they still had leisure time to chat and laugh there.

Xin You felt that it was not that simple.

He sat down on a bundle of arrows, and while he was resting, he was also recovering the true energy in his body.

Regardless of true qi or true energy, even if you don't meditate, you can recover slowly, but the speed of this recovery is far behind that of meditation.

"My lord, please drink water." The enthusiastic old man took the kettle, came to Xin You, and poured a glass full of water for Xin You.

Xin You thanked the old man, came to the corner of the city where war materials were piled up, took off his helmet, and began to drink water.

He was really thirsty, and after a few gurglings, he drank a large glass of water.

"Grandpa, this big brother is so young..." A middle-aged man opened his eyes wide and stared at Xin You curiously.

"What big brother? You can call him big brother!?" The old man turned around and reprimanded the middle-aged man, "You have to call me lord!"

After reprimanding his grandson, the old man said to Xin You with a smile all over his face: "My lord, children are ignorant and talk nonsense. I hope you have a lot of them, don't be offended."

After speaking, he poured another full glass of water and handed it to Xin You.

Xin You took the water, took a sip, shook his head, and said with a smile, "It's actually quite nice to be called Big Brother, if he likes to call him that, he can call him that."

The young man had just been scolded by his grandfather. He was originally pursed and unhappy, but when he saw what Xin You said, he immediately burst into a smile, and he hummed at his grandfather, "See, my big brother doesn't have any objections." , but you, with so many rules, you can’t say this, you can’t say that, I’m still your grandson!”

"Pfft..." Xin You was immediately amused, and almost spit out a mouthful of water.

The old man was a little embarrassed, taking advantage of Xin You's inattention, he gave his grandson a hard look, the meaning is very clear, you boy, just wait, I will tell you to look good when you go back!

After drinking the water, Xin You asked the old man about the wave of monsters.

When Xin You expressed his doubts, the old man smiled wryly and shook his head: "How can it be so simple, today is just the beginning, and the ones who come here are just some ordinary monsters closest to here, not to mention the devil king, even the leader of the monsters. If it didn’t appear, if we couldn’t hold on to this wave of monsters, our Luyuan Mountain Blessed Land would probably have been wiped out tens of thousands of years ago.”

"The devil? The leader of the monster?" Xin You asked doubtfully.

"I've seen the leader of the monster. It's a very big monster. The smallest one is as tall and as big as this." After describing it, he opened his hands to a very exaggerated point, and used it to describe the height of the monster leader to Xin You: "When they hit the city wall, even the city wall will vibrate visibly, they are very hard, even the flame cannon Bombing on them may not necessarily kill them!"

"As for the demon kings, they are even more terrifying. Just like us Taoists of Lingzhi, these demon kings can fly, and they can also perform some terrible supernatural powers. They can kill many people with a wave of their hands." Suddenly it turned red: "My father... my father was killed by a flying demon king last time."

When the old man heard this, his eyes turned red. He stretched out his rough hand and secretly wiped away his tears.

Xin You was silent. After a long time, he stood up and patted the boy's head: "Everything will be fine. When you grow up, you can avenge your father."

The young man clenched his fists: "Yes! Although I have no talent in cultivation, I have strength. When I am a few years older, I will learn to operate the Yanyan Cannon. After that, I will use Yanyan to bombard those damned avenge my father!"

(End of this chapter)