Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

For this competition.

Uro had been looking forward to it for a long time.

It's just that in the few days before entering Worm Valley, we were not very familiar with each other.

So even though I was eager to give it a try, it was still difficult to open my mouth.

Worried about scaring a group of guests from afar.

I can only force my thoughts.

But today was different. Taking advantage of his happiness and downing several bowls of strong wine, Wu Luo could not hold back and immediately proposed a competition to a group of people.

Although he is not very old.

But because I have been wandering in the dense forest for a long time, I have been dealing with all kinds of wild animals.

The sense of danger is extremely keen.

In a group of people.

Except for Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle, they can't see through it.

In his opinion.

The only one in Kunlun.

Yuan Hong, Hong girl, Lao Yangren, Hua Ling, Zhang Yunqiao and others followed closely behind.

Those guys are a little bit worse.

But even so, every single item picked up is a first-rate expert.

Among these people, the only one who made him hesitate was Yuan Hong.

Because he always covered his face with a black scarf, the dragon never saw its head or tail. So far, he has never seen his true face.

I can only get a rough idea.

The body is short and looks like an ape.

But the breath between movement and stillness cannot be hidden.

His body is as ferocious as a tiger or leopard in the mountains.

It was precisely because of this that he became more and more confused and couldn't see his background clearly.

Among everyone, the one he most wanted to fight was Kunlun.

Some time ago, I even asked him for some punches and kicks.

Unfortunately.

He has a dull personality and is not a competitive person.

Therefore, Uluo could only settle for the next best thing and find an old foreigner.

The two of them were similar in age and both were good at bow and string skills. When they talked before, they had a lot of experience in hunting. They were perfect rivals.

Take a deep breath.

Uluo's blood burst out, and he opened the horn bow in his hand.

There are more than ten villages of various sizes in Zhelong Mountain.

But when it comes to archery, he Wuluo doesn't look down on anyone.

The ox-horn bow in his hand was left by his ancestors in the village. It had been enshrined in the ancestral temple. Among his generation, he was the only one who could draw it.

That's why he is qualified to inherit the big bow.

Over the years, Uro has lived up to expectations and hunted countless wild animals with that horn bow.

The sacrifice to heaven three years ago.

He even went to Mengla Village and beheaded five people with his own hands.

When the two sides fight, they almost always kill with one arrow.

After this, his fierce reputation spread throughout the Nineteenth Village of Zhelong Mountain.

Because of that great victory, Mengla Village did not dare to invade again.

As such.

How could Uro not be extremely confident?

He slowly took out a long arrow from the quiver behind him.

Draw a bow and set an arrow.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

The finger holding the arrow's nock relaxed slightly.

There was only a whooshing sound, and the long arrow shot through the air instantly, shooting down a string of copper bells hanging under the eaves.

"it is good!"

"Uro is good at archery!"

See this scene.

A burst of cheers suddenly erupted from the onlookers of the Maluzhai villagers.

See this situation.

Uro couldn't hide his excitement on his face.

This arrow is definitely above his average level.

Haystack was not an option.

But a brass bell.

I also want to be a blockbuster.

Let your opponent retreat when faced with difficulties.

Grinning, Uluo touched a bow string with satisfaction, and then looked at the figure not far away to one side.

In his mind, although the old foreigner was not bad, there was still a big gap between him and himself.

only……

I just glanced over from the corner of my eye.

An astonishing buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was like a sound breaking through the sky, making people shudder.

Wuluo's eyes widened and he stared at the Qinchuan Bow in the old foreigner's hand.

Among the dozens of people in the group, he was the only one who used a bow, so he had long been on his radar.

And as a good shooter.

The strength and weakness of a bow, as well as its quality, can be seen almost at a glance.

The bow of the old foreigner was four feet and three inches tall, with iron and wood arms and large tendons as the strings. It cost at least thirty stone.

Such a strong bow, let alone fighting, would be difficult for ordinary people to reach the sky just by pulling it open.

He had wanted to try it before.

but……

The bow is the life of the archer.

How can it be easily picked up by others?

Just like himself, the horns of the horns never leave his body.

But this did not hinder his understanding of the Qinchuan Bow.

I thought that the old foreigner was thin and not too outstanding except for his appearance. He could only draw such a strong bow for half a month at most.

did not expect.

The thought just came up.

He pulled Qinchuan's bow to the full moon without any effort.

Unlike when he was absent-minded.

The old foreigner seemed to have never heard of it, but he was very familiar with how to draw the bow, nock the arrow, and then pull the bow string.

Whoosh!

There was a thunderous sound of breaking wind.

Arrows shot out like smoke.

Uluo's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head, his eyes desperately chasing the arrow shadow, trying to see through its trajectory.

only……

That arrow is too fast.

Like lightning.

Flying through the air.

It is almost impossible to detect its traces with the naked eye alone.

Seeing this, Uro's mind suddenly sank to the bottom of his heart.

If you can't even see your opponent's arrow clearly, how can you compete?

It wasn't until... a loud bang came, Uluo's eyes widened, and he saw that the arrow was also aimed at the eaves, but it was an ancient tree rising from the ground behind the eaves.

more specifically.

It was a tree rat zipping through the trees.

An arrow shot through the air.

The tree rat instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.

Looking from a distance, blood mist was splashing everywhere, and the long arrow sank into the ancient tree, leaving only the tail of the arrow outside, which was still making a trembling sound.

"This……"

See this scene.

The clearing in the village suddenly became silent.

A group of people were stunned, and they were even more shocked than if they had hit a ghost in broad daylight.

The distance between the two places is at least 150 meters.

With a thirty stone strong bow, not only could one arrow kill a running tree rat, but it could also penetrate the tree with its remaining energy.

What kind of archery is this?

The ancestors of Maluzhai have lived a life of slash-and-burn farming and hunting for generations. For them, bows and arrows are the way to make a living.

Everyone in the hunting team is a master of archery.

And Uro was able to outlast the crowd and become the best among the younger generation.

It can be imagined that he is very skilled in archery.

If it hadn't been like this, the previous arrow wouldn't have been so accurate.