Chapter 12: The Seven Realms of Archery

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Xiao Yi looked at Shi Yuan, this young man was only fifteen years old, they were not considered peers, in the Bloodstone Tribe, the young powerhouses who were really the same generation as him had already joined the tribal war division.

"I'm going to hunt for the tribe, so I'm going to take a bow with a stone order. Xiao Yi said lightly, turned around and walked after speaking, and was about to leave.

"Stop!"

Shi Yuan's eyes were cold, and he stopped in front of Xiao Yi, staring at Xiao Yi and said: "I asked you, you are still posing with me, what are you, my Bloodstone Tribe doesn't need a waste like you, the cultivation of the two heavenly veins is actually too much to take the Qingyun Bow, hum! Put the bow down! Even if there is Shi Gong's stone order, the blade of my Bloodstone Tribe can't let you squander it at will! You can only take a black stone bow at most." ”

In an instant, Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and he looked at the young man in front of him, a fifteen-year-old ancient ancestor, who was slightly half a foot taller than him, already close to eight feet tall, with a strong body, full of flesh and blood, like a furnace fire steaming. And being looked at by Xiao Yi like this, Ishihara only felt an inexplicable coolness coming from his spine, and there was a trace of cowardice in his heart, but the next moment, a sense of humiliation came to his heart, Ishihara came back to his senses, he couldn't imagine that he actually flinched under the gaze of such an alien sick man.

"I'll let you put it down!"

Ishihara let out a low snort, as deep as thunder, and the entire Bloodstone Clan in the Battle Bow Hall were attracted by this voice, and their eyes converged with interest, and several of the young men had mocking expressions on their faces.

"Outsiders don't understand the rules, so they should be taught a lesson. ”

"In his twenties, he has just penetrated the two heavenly veins, and it is rumored that he has also triggered the thunder sound of the heavenly veins, which is really a waste. ”

"It's better than me to be ambitious, the cultivation of the two heavenly veins, I want to use the Qingyun Bow to let Ishihara give him some color, and if I want to stay in my Bloodstone Tribe, even if I have Shi Gong to protect him, you have to be honest with us!"

Call!

Ishihara made a move, one of his big hands was like an eagle's claw, grabbing the Qingyun Bow in Xiao Yi's hand, the light cyan battle aura was floating, this claw was very sharp, the sound of breaking the air was sharp, and it was pressed on the Qingyun Bow in an instant.

"A good style of green eagle claws, this is a third-rate military trick, Ishihara this guy has entered the house, no longer rough fur, if it is another year or two, when it reaches the place of perfection, maybe you can comprehend the weight lifting and enter the realm of blood refining. A teenager was surprised.

And seeing that Xiao Yi was easily grabbed by Ishihara Qingyun Bow, but there was no reaction, many of the Bloodstone Clansmen in the Battle Bow Hall shook their heads slightly, were they scared stupid? A touch of mockery flashed in Ishihara's eyes, and as soon as he exerted his right hand, the pale cyan battle qi on his arm flashed.

"Let go!"

Ishihara shouted violently, but the next moment, he felt that the force of his own pull on the bow body was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the cold bow body seemed to be a piece of stubborn iron, which was rigidly embedded in the earth, Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, just looking at him calmly, his body was not moving, faintly, and a breath like a mountain emanated out.

Can't pull!

Ishihara was shocked, not good! But before he could react, a strong force suddenly came from the bow, and his whole body was suddenly shocked and flew out of the sky, falling to the ground, and the bones all over his body seemed to be scattered, and it was difficult to gather any strength.

"I'm just telling you. ”

Xiao Yi's voice sounded, and he turned to leave again, and soon disappeared into the War Bow Hall, leaving only a shocked teenager and many surprised Bloodstone Clansmen.

"He actually shook Ishihara away!"

"The cultivation of the two heavenly veins, how is it possible!"

Several teenagers recognized Ishihara, and someone stepped forward to help him up, but found that his bones were soft and his muscles were relaxed, and he was very reluctant to stand up.

His face was flushed, and a deep look of shame flashed in Ishihara's eyes, and as far as everyone could see, he hurriedly got rid of a group of teenagers and staggered out of the War Bow Hall, only to find that Xiao Yi's figure had disappeared into the distance, and the four captains looked at Ishihara, and then thought of the Qingyun Bow that was taken away by Xiao Yi before, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ishihara gritted his teeth, what do you mean I'm just telling you, that is, if I tell you or not, you can't change anything.

"Damn!" Ishihara snorted, ignoring the strange gazes of the four captains, shuffling his staggering steps and quickly disappearing into the tribe.

......

Behind the tribe, there is a vacant land, covering an area of hundreds of square feet, as soon as it is approaching, you can hear the humming sound of the bowstring vibrating, dozens of hundreds of bloodstone people, here to temper archery, but mostly young people, young generation and even older, mostly in the morning to enter the wild ancient forest to hunt, if the archery reaches the place of perfection, there is no need to waste time here.

The person guarding this place is also a military commander, and when he saw Xiao Yi coming, he didn't say much, and after he took out the stone order, he pointed to the three piles of feather arrows behind him and said: "Black stone bow with black stone arrows, Qingyun bow with Qingyun arrows, Zixia bow with Zixia arrows, you can take thirty-six pieces a day." ”

Xiao Yi saw that in the corner of the open space, there were countless bluestone arrows, which were black stone arrows, Qingyun arrows and Zixia arrows, of which black stone arrows were the majority, accounting for fifty percent, Qingyun arrows accounted for three percent, Zixia arrows accounted for two percent, and each bluestone arrow was thirty-six arrows.

Xiao Yi took a quiver, there were thirty-six Qingyun arrows in it, each of which was cast by green iron, the arrow body was glowing with a cold and faint light, the arrow feathers were woven by the hairs of the Qingyun leopard, thirty-six Qingyun arrows, adding up to thousands of catties, plus the Qingyun bow and broken spear, the weight on Xiao Yi's body was already close to three jun, if it was a bloodstone clan person who was generally cultivated by ten heavenly veins, the weight would also affect the action, but Xiao Yi tempered the body with the blood of the desolate dragon essence and was reborn, although it only penetrated the two heavenly veins, but the strength of the body reached ten jun, and the body was strong, Xiao Yi tried last night, even if it was a mountain stone that had been polished by wind and rain for more than a thousand years, he would crack under a punch, and itself is intact, and the qi and blood are even more gurgling, as if there is no end to it.

After taking the Qingyun arrow, Xiao Yi walked into the open space, there are pine bows and pine arrows for tempering archery, and it only takes two hundred catties of force to pull, and it can bear up to two pounds of strength. Xiao Yi's arrival did not attract the attention of many people, only some teenagers who approached looked at him a few times, some showed curiosity, and some people looked disdainful, causing the thunder sound of the heavenly veins but only penetrating the two heavenly veins, and now it has spread throughout the entire bloodstone tribe, and the extreme momentum has ended in a trickle, which is a kind of irony.

Didn't care about the eyes around him, Xiao Yi opened his bow and arrows, in the era of science and technology, he had never dabbled in archery, and at this moment he just used the power of a thousand catties, the pine bow and bow condensed for half a moon, and he stared at the nearest bucket-thick iron stake twenty zhang away.

Boom!

The pine arrow broke away with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, but it seemed to be two inches off, and the pine arrow shot into the distance close to the stake.

"I haven't even reached the first realm of archery, and I can't hit within twenty zhang. ”

"Sure enough, it's a scattered nomad, there is no tribe, and the basic archery skills don't seem to have been practiced, I really don't know how Lu Dao has survived all these years. ”

Xiao Yi frowned, his archery skills were really weak, although Shi Gong had taught him basic archery skills, but after all, the time was short, and his comprehension was too superficial, and he couldn't turn it into combat power for a while.

"Tuoba Feng! Tuoba Feng has come to instruct his younger brother in archery!"

"It's him! One of the four masters of the young generation of my Bloodstone Tribe, Centurion Tuoba Feng!"

Suddenly, the clearing became noisy, Xiao Yi looked up, in the distance, a young man with a big bow of green iron, striding over, the young man was about twenty-four or five years old, tiger eyes like electricity, although the appearance was ordinary, but the momentum was surging, the blood was rolling, like a blazing furnace, without the slightest concealment.

In the open space, everyone felt a sense of oppression from their hearts, and although the Wu Commander who was guarding this place was nearly middle-aged, he still stood up respectfully and saluted with fists at this person: "I've seen Tuoba Centurion!"

Tuoba Feng waved his hand, walked straight into the clearing, and came to a young man about ten years old, this is his younger brother, Tuoba Han.

The young man was dressed in a blue-black animal skin robe, his starry eyes were shining, although his appearance was immature, he had a heroic spirit, and his body was full of blood and energy.

"This Tuoba Han is also amazing, the first practice a month ago penetrated the four heavenly veins, not under the stone thunder of the year. ”

"Tuoba Centurion came to instruct his younger brother, we carefully observed, it is rumored that Tuoba Centurion archery is unparalleled, unmatched in the young generation, has a first glimpse of the split sound realm, on archery alone, today's tribe, except for a few centurions and the three thousand commanders and patriarchs, no one can compete with it. ”

A shock flashed in his eyes, Xiao Yi once heard Shi Gong mention, archery is divided into seven realms: breaking the wind, cracking sound, meteor, polar lightning, thunder, soul locking, and shattering the sky, in the bloodstone tribe, a soldier can really enter the reckless ancient forest alone to hunt, archery must reach the realm of breaking the wind, within a hundred zhang, the arrow breaks the wind and waves, and the example is not in vain. As for the realm after the Wind Breaking Realm, it depends on everyone's understanding and chance.

I saw Tuoba Feng pick up a pine bow, bend the bow and set up arrows, and the crystal bowstring turned into a full moon, at this moment, Xiao Yi had an illusion, Tuoba Feng's breath suddenly became ethereal, and an amazing qi rushed out, the arrow did not leave the string, and an iron and wooden stake outside the hundred zhang had been cut by invisible qi one after another.

Xiao Yi carefully observed, paying attention to every movement of Tuoba Feng, concentrating and calming his breath, the battle qi in his body swirled, and Tuoba Feng's figure appeared in his mind, from taking the bow to taking the arrow, and even the wisps of invisible qi, all of which were written down by Xiao Yi, and at this moment, a wisp of war qi inadvertently touched the stone mirror on his chest.

Rumble!

As if opening the world, the world is changing, the stars are changing, and in a blink of an eye, Xiao Yi saw a vast land, and a slender figure stood with his hands in his hands, facing away from him. (During the new book period, ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections!)