"It's that little lady of the Yi family, why did she only arrive now?" Jiang Zhizhe muttered, "It stands to reason that the Yi family is very close to here, and with Yi Shuiyun's unwilling character, he must have come here early to sign up......"

"What do you want to do so much, let's go. Yun Yi said calmly, he naturally knew the answer. Because the people who traveled with Yi Shuiyun were all young people who had been trapped in the Tattoo Art Research Institute before, looking at their dusty appearance, they knew that they had rushed over to sign up as soon as they returned to the Glory Heaven.

It's just that he really can't tell Jiang Zhizhe this answer, it's not that he doesn't trust Jiang Zhizhe, but there are some things that he must let rot in his stomach - for example, he saved Yi Shuiyun, who had an unfinished gambling contract with him......

Walk up the hundreds of steps along the spotless mountain road and the sight suddenly opens up. I saw an old woman sitting peacefully on the open platform in front of me, holding a dragon head and a cane, she was dressed in a goose-yellow brocade dress with gold trim, three thousand silver threads combed behind her head, and a flying fairy bun tied on her head. Yun Yi noticed that on this person's chest, there was a special mark embroidered: a cross star surrounded by eight points of starlight.

Beside this old woman, there was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, it seemed that this person was the person in charge of registration, and the old woman had been sitting with her eyes slightly closed, and it was rare to open her eyes to look at the person in front of her, and then closed her eyes again without saying a word. The old woman gave Yun Yi a very strange feeling, he could see her with the naked eye, but once he looked away from her, the old woman disappeared from his perception.

On the other side of the old woman, there were nearly a hundred people lined up in an orderly manner. Needless to say, this is the part of people who are left after being eliminated.

"It doesn't seem to be the same as the mark in Mo Yan's grandfather's bedroom......" Yun Yi looked at the mark of the cross star, and wondered for a moment, but he still lined up with Jiang Zhizhe. They didn't have to line up for long, and Yi Shuiyun and his party behind them also lined up. Murong Xun was also among them, but he only smiled at Yun Yi, nodded and didn't say much. When and what to do, both of them know it. Even Yi Shuiyun only glanced at Yun Yi lightly, and took the trouble to line up in the queue.

Time passed quickly, and it didn't take long for Yun Yi and Jiang Zhizhe's turn. Jiang Zhizhe immediately stepped forward and walked in front of the middle-aged man in brocade. The latter glanced at him and said calmly, "Bow Soldier Soul?"

"Yes. Jiang Zhizhe nodded, his black and gold stringless bow had been carried behind him, so he could tell it at a glance.

"This bow of yours is a little weird, what about the bowstring?" the middle-aged man naturally noticed this, and couldn't help frowning, "The owner of a bow soldier soul can't even protect the bowstring on his own weapon, and what are you doing with it on your back?"

The middle-aged man's words suddenly attracted the attention of everyone on the platform, and even the old woman who had been recuperating with her eyes slightly closed couldn't help but open her eyes and look at Jiang Zhizhe. It was this glance that loosened her always calm and upright appearance, and she had never opened her mouth, and finally spoke for the first time, "Ziyi, stop." ”

"Yes. The middle-aged man replied respectfully, and without waiting for Jiang Zhizhe to argue, he retreated directly behind the old woman. This scene alone let everyone on the platform know: the old woman who has been raising her gods right now is the most talkative person here!

"The soul of the bow soldier?" the old woman looked at Jiang Zhizhe, her somewhat cloudy eyes gave people a feeling that it was difficult to look at each other, her voice was extremely peaceful, not good and not unpleasant, just as plain as water, "The weapon has no bowstring, or ...... No strings?"

Jiang Zhizhe's expression suddenly froze, the old woman's question seemed to be asked casually, but only he and Yun Yi knew - this time he had met a real master!

"If you go back to your predecessors, when the soul of the younger generation awakens, it will be a ...... without a string," Jiang Zhizhe replied respectfully, and after thinking about it, he seemed to feel that it was not comprehensive enough, so he added a sentence that made people laugh and cry, "I guess this bowstring is to rub oil off the crystal ball for the awakening ceremony......"

The old woman looked calm, nodded as if she was very serious, and said, "The bow has no strings, how should I open it?"

When Jiang Zhizhe heard this, he did not hesitate to backhand and hold the black gold big bow in his hand, and then his body shook slightly, and he completed the unity of the instrument and soul, "The unity of the instrument and soul, the soul power turns into strings, and you can naturally stretch the bow." ”

"Oh?" the old woman's eyes flashed slightly, "Soul power is manifest, which is the sign of a mid-level fighter, but even a high-level fighter can only transform his clothes with soul power. It is necessary to condense the bowstring with soul power...... The old body wants to see and understand, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Senior, please. Jiang Zhizhe replied calmly, his face did not have the slightest of the usual out-of-tune color, but instead there was a sense of confidence and solemnity.

"At a young age, a little bit of courage...... "As the old woman spoke, her wrist flicked slightly, and a streamer of light flew out, "Shoot it." ”

Syllable!

Before the words fell, the streamer shattered, dissipating into debris and dissipating into the air......

There was a dead silence.

The faces of the people around him seemed to be ready to see Jiang Zhizhe's jokes. The middle-aged man who had questioned Jiang Zhizhe before, his face was also full of surprise at this moment, his gaze slowly shifted, but he saw Jiang Zhizhe slowly retracting his bow......

Fast! Too fast! Jiang Zhizhe's arrow was so fast that it exceeded everyone's expectations!

The most shocking thing is not others, but Yunyi, who knows Jiang Zhizhe best. He clearly remembered that a year ago, when Jiang Zhizhe was attacking with all his might, he had killed ten of Wang Yi's accomplices with one arrow. However, he clearly remembered that when Jiang Zhizhe's arrow pierced the air a year ago, it would still leave the shadow of the arrow, and now it was actually without a trace!

"The bow has no strings, the arrows have no shadows, and an arrow pierces through the nine-fold cloud ......" Yun Yi's ears seemed to echo Jiang Zhizhe's arrogant voice at the beginning.

"Your arrows are worthy of this bow. The old woman looked deeply at the black and gold stringless bow in Jiang Zhizhe's hand, "Tell the old man your name." ”

"The junior Jiang Zhizhe has seen the seniors. Jiang Zhizhe made a gesture, it was really funny to make this gesture with that chubby figure, but no one could laugh - this was a recognition and respect for the geniuses of his peers.

The old woman bowed slightly, and then said: "Within three years, if your name can be on the list of military souls of the academy, you can come to Xingyao Pavilion to find the old body, if others ask about the name of the old body, you can say that it is 'Old Lady Ye'." ”

"The younger generation remembers the teachings of Mrs. Ye. Jiang Zhizhe hurriedly said, and then slowly stepped aside.

Old Madam Ye let out a light "um", and when she was about to close her eyes, the corner of her eyes swept over Yun Yi, who was slowly stepping forward to sign up. She glanced at it indifferently, but after sweeping it, her complexion changed again.

"You two, are you together?, does the old man mean that you are from the same place?" asked Old Madam Ye suddenly, and at the same time, her sleeves waved lightly, stopping the middle-aged man in brocade who wanted to step forward to make a record.

"Back to our predecessors, we ...... It's kind of from the same place. Yun Yi replied respectfully.

When Old Madam Ye heard this, she couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "It's not a coincidence...... It's good if it's not......"