Following Ling Chen's words, a sharp aura radiated from his body.
Bunki-kun Koizumi was stunned for a moment. He narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned,""Ling Junsang, our Fusang archery focuses on the Dao heart and Qi. I don't agree with your words…"
Before she could finish, Ling Chen interrupted her.
"Why do I need your approval?"
"Since ancient times, China has only known archery!" Ling Chen said coldly. Your so-called archery is just what you Fusang people want. In the end, you integrated it into a nondescript thing!”
"Open your eyes wide and watch."
Ling Chen walked over to the bow and picked up a longbow from the table.
With just a slight bit of force, the bowstring was pulled taut. Ling Chen didn't even look, casually flicking his finger.
With a swoosh, the arrow flew out and hit the bullseye!
"F * ck!"
The eyes of the Chinese widened when they saw this scene.
Ling Chen's actions caused the pupils of Koizumi and the other Fusang people to shrink, and they felt that things were not good.
"Too light…"
After firing a few arrows, every arrow hit the bullseye, but Ling Chen was still not satisfied, shaking his head as he said,"When drawing a bow, you should draw it with force. Such a light bow does not show the prestige of our Chinese archery!”
“……”
Everyone opened their mouths slightly, wanting to say something, but no words came out.
The owner of the archery range rolled his eyes and roared in his heart."Big brother, you've already used a recurve bow with a 50 kg draw force. Do you still think that the bow is too light? Is he still human?"
When Yue Nishang saw this, she suddenly bit her lips lightly,""Ling Chen, wait for me. I have an ancient bow in my collection…maybe you can use it, I'll go get it now!”
"Alright."
Ling Chen looked at Yue Nishang, not expecting a woman like her to have a collection of ancient bows, and immediately nodded.
After Yue Nishang finished speaking, she ran out in a hurry. About ten minutes later, she ran back panting. Behind her were two burly men holding a longbow.
The two burly men held the longbow together. It seemed that the longbow was extremely heavy, and because they were walking quickly, they were both panting.
"Good bow!"
Ling Chen only took a glance, and his aura suddenly became powerful. It was as if he could feel the blood on the longbow, and he immediately walked up.
In the next moment.
Under everyone's stunned expressions, Ling Chen slowly stretched out his hand, and under the exaggerated expressions of the two big men, he took the 150 jin long bow.
" This is the bow of Huaxia!"
Ling Chen smiled and nodded in satisfaction.
He then glanced at the dazed people, especially those from Fusang. Under the terrified gazes of Koizumi and the others, Ling Chen slowly walked to the bow.
Stroking the longbow with both hands, Ling Chen suddenly pulled, and nocked the arrow!
Then, he stared straight ahead with an extremely calm expression.
"He can draw his bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the heavenly wolf!”
Ling Chen enunciated each word.
Pulling and retracting his long arm, the 70kg bow and arrow was pulled into a crescent under Ling Chen's terrifying strength. Ling Chen then lightly said,"Go!"
Whoosh!
The sharp arrow pierced through the air.
His voice shook the surroundings!
Yue Nishang suddenly covered her mouth, her face filled with shock.
She had treasured this ancient bow, and no one had ever been able to pull it open, let alone pull it to the limit and shoot an arrow!
But at this moment.
Ling Chen did it!
The arrow pierced through the air.
With a ding, the sharp arrow pierced through the bullseye made of high-density fiber. In the end, under everyone's shocked gazes, it was like a flash of white light and nailed tightly to the wall behind the bullseye.
At this moment, Ling Chen slowly put down his longbow and said calmly,"In ancient China, there was a poem called 'The grass in the dark forest is startled by the wind, the general draws his bow at night, and the white feather is found in the stone ridge at dawn!”
After saying this, Ling Chen proudly looked at Koizumi.
"Is this…still…human?”
On Fusang's side, everyone shouted in fear, their expressions chaotic.
On the Internet, countless netizens were also staring with their eyes wide open. Their eyeballs were about to fall out!
"F…F * ck…"
Some people felt their scalps go numb from the show. They trembled and screamed,"That arrow pierced through the bullseye and nailed itself into the wall!……What the f * ck! Was this a f * cking special skill? My eyes must be playing tricks on me…How is this possible!”
"Damn, I looked at it three times to make sure that I didn't see it wrong. The arrowhead did pierce through the bullseye and nailed itself into the wall behind! I took a look, it's at least a foot deep!”
"It's too awesome! Coupled with Ling Chen's recitation of this poem, I suddenly feel my blood boil. Waaah, this is China's archery!”
"This is f ** king shen power, right? In ancient times, Lu Bu shot his halberd at the gate of the Yuan Dynasty and pierced through the Yang within a hundred steps.”
The netizens were amazed and excited.
Meanwhile, the netizens from all over the world who were paying attention to the live broadcast room were also in an uproar.
"This…this is Eastern magic!”
" This is impossible. It completely violates the principles of physics and the limits of human physical fitness. What happened just now was definitely a fraud!”
……
There were many discussions online, but Ling Chen didn't care.
He glanced at the Fusang people and saw that they were still unconvinced. He immediately sneered and took out the last three long arrows.
Without any nonsense, he quickly drew his bow and nocked an arrow.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
3 sounds of air being torn apart could be heard, and before the people present and the netizens could react, Ling Chen had shot 3 arrows in a row.
Afterwards, Ling Chen once again put down his bow.
"You Fusang people have the art of archery, but our Huaxia people have the art of archery, the Six Arts of Gentlemen!”
"Ancient archery: Pay attention to the five rules of the white arrow, the ginseng, the sharp note, the Xiang ruler, and the well instrument!”
Ling Chen seemed to be explaining to the Fusang people,'White arrow' means to pierce through the bullseye and reveal a white arrowhead. As for Triple Arrow, it was a series of three arrows. After hitting the bullseye, it looked like an arrow!”
"As for the rest, there's no need to go into detail!”
Ling Chen waved his hand, looking calm.
"You Fusang people think that archery is so amazing. Little did you know that in my opinion, the archery that you're doing now is just a leftover thing from our Dragon Country!”
"Bunki-kun Koizumi, how can you take my arrow?”
As he said this, Ling Chen's lips curled up. He did not nocke an arrow, but instead slowly raised his hand, and the bowstring was once again drawn in the shape of a full moon, aiming at Fusang and the others.
Boom!
At that moment, facing Ling Chen's bow, the Fusang people felt as if they were being locked onto by a terrifying aura. With Wada Masao as the leader, the Fusang people could not stand on their feet and staggered, falling to the ground in fear.
Even if it was Koizumi.
The number one person in Fusang's literary world, a man who was skilled in both literature and martial arts, cultivated meticulously, and cultivated his qi to the extreme, was also trembling at this moment. His face was pale, and he bit his lips tightly. He was like a small boat in a stormy sea, struggling to survive.
A few seconds later.
Ling Chen put down his bow and proudly smiled,"Bunnikun Koizumi, you Fusang people have been defeated again!”
Defeated…
Boom!
The faces of the people from Fusang Sect turned pale. It was as if their beliefs had collapsed as they wailed and trembled.
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