Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"I am not interested."

Zhang Yifeng spoke coldly.

"Oh, then go and see with me, it's rare to have fun."

Bai Jingjing took Zhang Yifeng's hand with a look of curiosity. Where can you see such a scene in the secular world?

At Bai Jingjing's request, Zhang Yifeng still compromised.

"Are you sure you want to go and see? This Yelu family may be the ones we offended."

"I know, but what's the matter? We just look at the excitement. Besides, isn't there Xiaobai? Is it Xiaobai?"

Bai Jingjing touched and lay on Zhang Yi's head, like Xiao Bai with a white hat.

Xiaobai waved his little hand impatiently, as if to say not to disturb me in the sun.

Zhang Yifeng was speechless, then shook his head and said: "Okay, then go and see."

After walking a few streets, the two saw a dark crowd in the distance. In the middle of the crowd, there is a high platform. A bow was placed on the high platform.

The bow is black, I don't know what kind of wood it is made of. There are dense patterns engraved on it. The patterns are weird. I can't tell what it is, because there is no way to tell. Perhaps these patterns were originally carved in a mess.

The bow is 1.5 meters long and it is definitely a long bow. But, weirdly, this bow has no strings.

This bow without strings.

At this moment, there was a half-hundred-old man standing on the stage with a hooked nose and half-squinted eyes, as if closing his eyes and resting.

It was not until the morning sun rose that the old man opened his eyes. At that moment, a majesty spread all over the place, and the noisy crowd instantly quieted down.

This old man is definitely a master of the acquired realm.

Fortunately, this coercion only passed away in a flash, otherwise, many weak people here would be scared to death.

"Cough, cough." The old man coughed twice, looking at the dark crowd in the audience, and finally said, "Today is the big day for the patriarch to choose a husband for the second young lady. I believe everyone is here for this. Okay, nonsense. Not much to say, there is a bow on the stage, and anyone who can draw a bow like a crescent moon can become a member of my Yelu family."

As soon as the old man's words came out, everyone in the audience instantly boiled!

With a bow, the crow can turn into a phoenix and become a member of the Yelu family. This is simply a step up to the sky.

In White Dragon City, Yelu Family is the master. Because Bailongcheng belongs to the Yelu family. Yelujia, also known as City Lord's Mansion.

"It's settled, I'm appointed the son-in-law of the Yelu family."

"Bah, what do you mean? You are so skinny in the middle of the winter, and you want to bow. Don't talk big. Obviously, I can only be the man who becomes the second lady."

"God, do you look down on me? Thin or thin, with muscles! Don't irritate Lao Tzu. If you irritate it, muscles will emerge from the bones instantly! Lao Tzu scares you to death!"

The crowd boiled, with all kinds of sounds.

"I will try this bow."

At this time, a brawny man suddenly stepped onto the platform, majestic and heroic.

He grabbed his bow.

"Damn! Actually, taking advantage of our unpreparedness, we jumped up first. I curse you for not being able to pull it away.

The crowd scolded. If you are not careful, you will be preempted.

The big man ignored the scolding of the crowd, bowed to the old man, and said, "I pulled this bow!"

The old man just looked at him lightly, his expression unwavering.

The man first held the bow with his right hand, then held the bow with his left hand, and then held the bow with both hands.

"What is he doing? Why doesn't he take up the bow?"

The crowd was puzzled.

At this time, sweat was already overflowing from the big man's forehead, his face flushed.

"Haha, it's interesting. Is this drawing a bow to invite relatives? But the strong man is too weak, as if he can't hold this bow at all!"

Bai Jingjing's voice came.

Zhang Yifeng just watched quietly and did not speak. His pupils were a little surprised. After seeing this bow, the rhizome of the tree of wisdom actually had a certain reaction.

"I can't pick it up!"

After a long time, the big man let go and blushed and jumped off the platform. In the end, he didn't lift the bow!

After saying this, the big man immediately disappeared in the crowd and disappeared.

"Hahaha, I can't even lift the bow, I tried to pull the bow."

"Just the clown."

The crowd laughed.

"Brother, do you want to go up and try." At this time, Bai Jingjing's voice came again.

Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "Do you know that by pulling this bow, I will become a member of the Yelu family. Are you afraid that He Yajiao will hit you?"

Bai Jingjing chuckled: "Don't be afraid, the slave family said, it was the younger brother that you took the initiative to go, and the slave family simply couldn't stop it. Besides, the slave family has a premonition that this bow is extraordinary."

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said: "This bow is indeed not a common grade, but I may not be able to lift this bow. Look at the ground."

Zhang Yifeng pointed at the high platform with his finger.

When Bai Jingjing saw it, she opened her mouth suddenly: "There is a crack."

"Well, this bow may be tens of thousands of catties. Maybe I can lift it up, but do you see it? This bow has no strings. How can I draw it like a crescent moon?"

"That's right, this bow has no strings." Bai Jingjing reacted now, how the bow without strings is drawn like a crescent moon, "Brother, this old man is not here to play with everyone."

"Who knows. Keep looking."

At this time, a few people came to the stage, but they all failed, and no one could pick up the bow. There are even people who turn into half-orcs, and there is no way.

Finally, the old man spoke again: "I forgot to say that this bow has a net weight of 18,888 catties. Ordinary people, unless they are born with supernatural powers, don't need to try again. If the martial artist's cultivation base is lower than the master mirror, there is no need to try. I can't lift it up."

When the old man's words came out, the audience was in an uproar. Everyone swallowed secretly.

"Eighteen thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight catties, how heavy is this."

"This weight doesn't mean we are pressed into meatloaf. Who can lift it up. What is the origin of this bow."

Many people shook their heads and sighed. It was impossible for them to become the son-in-law of the Yelu family.

"Haha. A bow weighing 18,888 catties? Well, let me try it."

A loud laugh suddenly came out from the crowd, and a young master Pianpian stepped onto the high platform, holding a folding fan in his hand, the folding fan was opened, and two words were clearly engraved on it: empty and silent.

"This man is the empty son!"

A warrior exclaimed, seeming to recognize this person's identity.

"Master Kong Ji? One of the top ten young masters of the Hidden Gate, Ji Ji Tong? My God, it is said that his cultivation has entered the realm of Grand Master, and he is less than 30 years old."

"It's polite."

Master Kongji arched his hand at the old man, then placed his left hand on the arch, weighed it, and then shouted: "Get up!"

The bow, which had been motionless, rose slowly at last. Finally, he was lifted above his head by the empty man.

"it is good!"

The crowd roared instantly. The strength of the empty son is worthy of their cheers.

"The empty son is shaking his hands and he is still playing handsome." Bai Jingjing's eyes pointed out and found that the empty son raised his bow with his left hand trembling slightly.