The black longbow is like an eagle spreading its wings, soaring in the sky and spreading its wings!
The taut bow body pulled out a perfect curve under Shen Yanxiao's hand.
What's even more shocking is that as the bowstring was pulled apart, the dark purple longbow, which was as dull as dust, was instantly enveloped by a faint purple halo, like a dark purple star shining brightly.
Master Duan was stunned and looked at the little guy standing on the shooting range in surprise, his hand holding the pipe trembling slightly.
Shen Yanxiao looked at the long bow that was gradually shining in surprise. If the unopened bow was just a dusty obsidian, then at this moment it still turned into the most dazzling purple micro star in the sky.
Okay! Okay! "Master Duan excitedly walked up to Shen Yanxiao, his previous arrogance completely gone, and his eyes were so hot.
The future is terrifying! Little one, this bow is meant for you, it's yours now
Shen Yanxiao released his hand resting on the bowstring and looked at Master Duan, who was somewhat excited.
Come on, little one, I have a few gray spirit arrows here. You can try shooting them with this bow, "Master Duan spontaneously took out a few dark gray feather arrows from the nearby table and eagerly handed them to Shen Yanxiao's hand, with a pair of eyes urging him.
Shen Yanxiao took the feather arrow with suspicion. Although she had read some books about archery skills before, this was her first time shooting with live ammunition. She was very uncertain.
You can do it, use your spiritual power to lock onto the target, don't waste your talent for both magic and martial arts cultivation The sound of repair sounded again.
Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath, placed the feather arrow on the bow, and slowly lifted it up.
The middle-aged man beside him seemed to have just come to his senses. He looked at Shen Yanxiao's bow holding posture and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Although he was amazed by the beauty of the bow and arrow when it was pulled open, he had to say that this little guy's bow holding posture
It's really ugly!
Master Duan, I don't think this little brother has received formal archery training. If you let her shoot arrows now, it may be a bit difficult. "The middle-aged man is also kind-hearted, he really doesn't think that such a Han outside the door can hit the target dozens of meters away.
It's okay, I just want to see. "Master Duan waved his hand nonchalantly, he just wanted to see the brilliance of the bow shooting arrows, that's all.
Shen Yanxiao followed Xiu's instructions and lowered the breath in her body to the lowest level, concentrating all the heat energy and divine power on her eyes and hands. She could clearly feel that the magic and fighting energy in her body were constantly rushing towards her hands. At the same time, the scene in front of her became extremely clear. The target several tens of meters away seemed to be infinitely zooming in and out, while her hands remained motionless like sculptures, without a single tremble.
Magic and fighting spirit merged together at this moment, producing a subtle power within Shen Yanxiao's body.
Without any hesitation or hesitation, Shen Yanxiao's eyes were only filled with the bow and arrow in his hand and the nearby bullseye.
The middle-aged man, who was originally hesitant, watched helplessly as Shen Yanxiao's posture changed. Although her posture was still inaccurate, her eyes were clear and her hands were steady, completely different from her previous wandering.
This is clearly the gaze and steadiness that only a archer possesses!