"By the way, the people from the Martial Spirit Hall are here today, it just so happens that you come back early, take Yi'er to awaken the martial soul."

Wang Yi's mother thought that Yi'er wouldn't be able to catch up with the awakening of the martial spirit, but fortunately they came back in time and didn't have to make another trip to the town to awaken.

Wang Yi was happy, he really wanted to do something, so he took Wang Orion's hand and ran outside.

"Dad, let's go."

"Haha, don't worry. This Martial Spirit Hall can still run. Wang Orion was amused by Wang Yi's anxious appearance.

Watching the father and son leave, the smile on Wang Yi's mother's face faded, and a sad face appeared.

She knew in her heart that Wang Yi would definitely prefer the Bow Hunting Martial Spirit. The hunting bow and embroidery needle are both ordinary martial souls, and the quality is about the same, but her innate soul power has two levels, and Wang Orion only has one level. She was worried that Wang Yi had awakened the embroidery needle martial spirit, suffered a blow, and collapsed.

"Hopefully my fears won't come true." The woman sighed softly and walked back into the house.

Wang Orion took Wang Yi to a small wooden house. This is a small branch hall built by the villagers of Orion Village spontaneously raising funds for the Martial Soul Palace, and they are afraid that the Martial Soul Hall will think that their village is too remote and will not come to help them awaken the martial soul.

"Alright, that's all for today, I'm going back." Inside the cabin, a young man looked at the six children in front of him.

The six children in front of him, whether male or female, without exception, the awakened martial spirits are all hunting bows. Should I say it or not, it is really worthy of the name of their Orion Village.

"Wait a minute, please help my child awaken the martial spirit."

Wang Orion took Wang Yi into the cabin, and although he was not much different in age from the young man of the Martial Spirit Palace, he still used honorifics.

Because Wang Orion knew that the Martial Soul Hall could send him to awaken the martial soul, at least a great soul master with two soul rings. And he, so far in cultivation, he has not obtained a single soul ring.

"Why didn't you come earlier?" The young man said with some complaints. I thought I could come from work, and another one popped up.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, a little thing was delayed." Wang Orion laughed.

Wang Yi looked at his father's respectful appearance and was very unhappy, but he didn't have the strength to resist. I thought that I would awaken the god-level martial soul after a while, and then come with an innate soul power, brighten your dog eyes, and let you kneel and lick.

Wang Yi thought about the next face-slapping script in his heart.

It's a pity that the slap in the face came, but it wasn't the face of the Wuhun Palace, it was his face.

"Martial spirit, embroidery needle."

"Soul power, level 0."

How can it be?

Wang Yi couldn't believe his eyes. In his right hand, a slender and slender embroidery needle floats silently.

Embroidery needle! So what's the use of him asking for the Arrow God system?

Level 0! This meant that he couldn't cultivate at all.

Wang Yi is like a frosted eggplant, and the lost pestle is in place, like a lost soul.

"The martial soul is different, but it's a pity that it's a waste that can't be cultivated."

"How do you speak? You're the trash! Wang Orion was furious.

He was respectful to the Martial Spirit Hall just now, and when he heard the young man say that his son was a waste, he swung his fist over.

The young man also knew that he had accidentally said what was in his heart, which was a bit shocking. But for the sake of face, he will not apologize.

The young man took Wang Orion's fist unhurriedly, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

"Don't go, apologize to my son!"

Wang Orion reached out and tried to grab the young man's collar, but Wang Yi stopped him.

"Forget it, Dad, let's go back."

Wang Yi knew that if he continued to entangle, it would be their father and son who would be embarrassed.

The people of Orion Village were watching from the sidelines, and they would not offend the Martial Spirit Hall for the sake of their father and son.

Wang Orion retracted his right hand unwillingly and looked at his sensible son. The young Wang Yi was still so calm, he couldn't be impulsive.

Wang Orion shouted at the departing youth: "My son is not a waste, even if he can't cultivate, he will become the best hunter in Orion Village!" ”

The youth sneered: The best hunter? No soul power is waste. But he won't say it.

No matter how strong the Wuhun Hall is, it will not offend civilians for no reason. This kind of thing is not good to spread, but the people's will is still very important.

Wang Orion went home with the lost Wang Yi, and his mother saw the depressed Wang Yi and didn't ask anything. She understood that what she feared had happened.

"Yi'er, come, eat. Mom made your favorite braised pork today. ”

Today's dinner was extraordinarily rich, and in order to comfort Wang Yi, the couple tried their best.

"Uh-huh, eat." Wang Yi forced a smiling face.

The road still has to go, he can't keep it low, he has to eat well, and then draw the bow ten thousand times!

Pulling the bow 10,000 times is undoubtedly a challenge for Wang Yi, who is only six years old.

Now he's not a problem to pull the bow twice a second. But this is not a simple math problem, 2 times a second, 10,000 times only takes 83 minutes. If it's just a thousand times, it's pretty much the same. But 10,000 times you have to consider the problem of physical strength, and in the end, it is a question of whether Wang Yi can pull once a minute.

"This kid, this time it's too hard for him." Mother looked at Wang Yi, who was out of breath with a bow drawn, and said.

Wang Orion also looked at Wang Yi worriedly: "It's okay, let him vent well." When he couldn't pull anymore, he naturally stopped. ”

When he pulled it five thousand times, Wang Yi felt that his arm was like being filled with lead, and he couldn't lift it.

Wang Yi estimated the time and didn't dare to rest. He started today's task after dinner, and if he couldn't finish it today, these five thousand times would be in vain.

"Hold on!"

Wang Yi gritted his teeth, he closed his eyes to prevent sweat from flowing into his eyes, so that he could save time wiping sweat.

"Yi'er, rest for a while."

The mother really couldn't stand it, she saw Wang Yi's arms trembling, and it took ten seconds to pull the bow every time.

Wang Yi ignored it, it should be said that he didn't hear it at all. At this moment, he fell into a state of high concentration. All his senses were cut off from the outside world, and in his mind, there was only one thing left to repeat the bow draw. Speak to him now, he can't hear it.

Wang Orion understands his son, and he also understands his daughter-in-law's feelings that he doesn't want to see his son torture himself like this. However, he supported his son.

Wang Orion silently boiled hot water, put the herbs he usually picked into it and boiled them together, and when his son was tired and fainted, it was good to soak in the medicinal bath.

"Ding, today's mission is complete."

"Mission Progress: 1/1000."

"Bonus Spirit Power Level 0.1."

"Martial Soul Awakening: Sun Shooting Divine Bow."

"Detected that the host has a martial spirit: embroidery needle."

"Martial soul adaptation, mutation success: Cloud Piercing Arrow."

The peak turns around, and the bitterness comes!

Wang Yi has soul power, although it is only level 0.1.

As for the news of the martial soul behind, he didn't hear it, and with a smile on his face, he had fallen to the ground and fell unconscious.