Yan Menglong gave two weapons to choose from. These two weapons could not have the same function, otherwise it would be meaningless.
Yi Yun's plan was to choose a long-range weapon and a melee weapon.
Long-range weapons included bows, crossbows, concealed weapons, javelins, and flying axes.
The long-range weapons in Tiandu's arsenal were mainly bows and crossbows. This was because hidden weapons were not suitable for the army. Javelins and flying axes were mostly used by the tribes. These weapons were too heavy. They could be used for hunting, but it would be difficult to carry these weapons for long distances. An individual soldier could only carry ten javelins and ten flying axes. That was already the limit.
Yi Yun tried them one by one to get a feel for them!
And this time, Yi Yun realized that when he touched the bow, it felt a little special.
This feeling was not obvious and could not be explained, but it was there, as if they were connected by flesh and blood.
"Bow … For the first weapon, I will choose the bow!"
"Oh, you want to choose a bow?" A strange light flashed in Yan Menglong's eyes. "In the army, there are eight out of ten martial arts, but the bow is number one! These eighteen martial arts consisted of one bow, two crossbows, three spears, four sabers, five swords, six spears … all the way to the Eighteen White Strikes! Eighteen types of martial arts, starting with the bow and crossbow, and ending with the white strike! "
The so-called fighting for nothing was actually bare-handed combat. Martial artists did not always have a weapon with them when they walked the world. Sometimes, it was even possible for their weapons to shatter.
Therefore, unarmed combat was also extremely important. As the last of the 18 martial arts, it actually had the meaning of being the finale. Watch the Mouth and the Heart.
As for the bow, as the strongest of the 18 martial arts, it was considered the king of long-range weapons! This was especially important during a battle between two armies!
To a low level martial artist, perhaps using a crossbow was more convenient and easier to learn. However, a crossbow ultimately borrowed the power of a machine, and its power depended on the crossbow itself.
As for the bow, it all depended on the martial artist's arm strength!
Therefore, since ancient times, valiant generals and human lords all used bows. The best weapon to take the head of a general from an army of thousands of men and horses was also the bow!
The firing speed of a bow was also incomparable to that of a crossbow. It was at least four to five times faster.
If a human expert pulled the Thousand Cauldron Bow and shot a string of beads, they could really destroy a city wall!
Seeing that Yan Menglong had confirmed his choice, Yi Yun immediately took out a red battle bow and pulled it into a full moon shape with both hands.
Compared to his movement technique, Yi Yun's arm strength was not that sick, but it still far exceeded warriors of the same level.
After all, Yi Yun had already reached the state of "Tempered Body, Dragon Pulse"!
When he pulled open the red battle bow, Yi Yun's joints crackled like frying beans. Yan Menglong stroked his chin and nodded slightly, "Not bad. This is a Sequoia Bow made by the Jin state's Su family. It is made from thousand-year-old Sequoia wood and black iron strips that have gone through thousands of times to form the bow's body. A typical early-stage Purple Blood warrior would find it difficult to pull open the bow's body. Only a peak-Purple Blood warrior would be able to pull open the bow and shoot continuously. One arrow from this bow can easily pierce through a single-horned giant rhinoceros! "
Yi Yun shook his head and put down the Sequoia Bow.
"Oh? Do you find it too light? "Yan Menglong looked at Yi Yun with a smile.
Yi Yun nodded, "It's fine using it now, but my strength is increasing very quickly. This bow will not be able to be used soon."
A bow that a peak-Purple Blood warrior could shoot continuously was no longer a challenge for the current Yi Yun.
"Haha, good! Come with me! "
As Yan Menglong said that, he led Yi Yun around a thick stone pillar. From behind the stone pillar, he took out another bow. "Look at this."
Yan Menglong threw a black iron bow over and looked meaningfully at Yi Yun, as if he wanted to test Yi Yun.
Yi Yun caught the bow and immediately felt the weight in his hands!
What a heavy bow!
Yi Yun was surprised. For a normal warrior, it would not be easy to even pick up this bow, much less shoot an arrow.
Yi Yun pulled hard and the bow emitted a dull sound. It was only halfway open.
Yi Yun raised his eyebrows. It was really hard! With his strength that could pull hundreds of thousands of pounds of meat, he could not even pull the bow open!
"Even a peak-Purple Blood warrior might not be able to use this black iron bow. How is it? Do you think it's enough for you?"
Yi Yun pondered for a while. He closed his eyes and carefully felt the energy in the bow. He felt the vibrations of the bow when he pulled the bow. After that, Yi Yun shook his head.
"Oh?" Yan Menglong frowned, "You can only pull this black iron bow halfway, and you think it's not enough? Do you know that pulling the bow halfway uses very little strength? The further you go, the more strength you need! This bow is enough for you to use in the Purple Blood realm, yet you are not satisfied? "
Yi Yun was silent for a while and deliberated over his words before saying, "The strength is enough, but … I feel that when I hold the bow, I lack a blood connection. It's like … it lacks spirituality."
Yi Yun's tone was hesitant. With a hint of uncertainty, he described the mysterious feeling when he pulled the bow. When he held the Sequoia Bow, although the blood connection was weak, it was definitely there.
However, the black iron bow only gave Yi Yun an ice-cold feeling.
"Oh?" Yan Menglong was stunned and looked at Yi Yun in surprise, "You actually have this feeling? Blood connection? "
"Yes." Yi Yun nodded.
Yan Menglong took the black iron bow from Yi Yun and casually pulled it. The black iron bow emitted a dull sound as it was pulled into a full moon.
Yan Menglong released his grip.
"Peng!"
With a loud sound, the bowstring began to vibrate violently. It was as if the surrounding air had been affected by this huge force, causing it to vibrate violently!
Yi Yun was secretly alarmed. He did not know what realm Yan Menglong's arm strength had reached.
"Kid, you sure have good eyesight. This black iron bow may be heavy, but … its value is incomparable to the Sequoia Bow you just saw! The Sequoia Bow was made by a specialized bow refiner, but the black iron bow was made by a high-level blacksmith. The black iron bow's hardness is all a problem of the materials! "
"It seems … among long-range weapons, you have a natural sense for bows … Not bad!"
Yan Menglong hesitated for a while before saying, "Alright! If that's the case, I'll bring you to see that bow … "
As Yan Menglong said this, he brought Yi Yun deeper into the armory. In the deepest part of the armory, Yi Yun went around a stone pillar and saw a stone door.
Upon seeing the stone door, Yi Yun's heart stirred as he was filled with anticipation.
For this bow to be placed in a secret chamber alone in the Divine Capital Armory, it was obviously extraordinary!
Yan Menglong took out a key and opened the stone door. He brought Yi Yun into a stone chamber. On the stone chamber's wall, there was a black bow with two blades on both sides.
Upon seeing this battle bow, Yi Yun's eyes lit up. He could feel a restrained aura from this bow, as if it contained an extremely strong power.
"Tai Cang Bow. This is a treasure bow made by a bow-making grandmaster from the Cang state's reclusive Zhang family!"
"The Zhang family is a family of archers. The word 'Zhang' means to bend a bow and shoot arrows. It is also a word used to describe the number of bows. When we talk about bows, it means one 'Zhang' bow or two 'Zhang' bows!"
"Hold it in your hands and have a look!"
Upon hearing Yan Menglong's introduction, Yi Yun felt a sense of excitement. He took a step forward and held the bow in his hands.
Yi Yun's first feeling was that it was very heavy!
This Tai Cang Bow was only the thickness of a thumb, but its weight was much heavier than the black iron bow from before!
The Tai Cang Bow was also completely made of metal!
But holding the Tai Cang Bow, Yi Yun once again felt the blood connection. It was more than ten times stronger than when he held the Sequoia Bow!
Yi Yun fell in love with this bow at first glance.
Yan Menglong said, "The Tai Cang Bow's body is made of Tai Cang iron essence. Tai Cang iron essence is a secret of the Zhang family. This kind of iron is made from the best black divine iron. After thousands of times of folding and forging, it gives the black divine iron an amazing elasticity! A metal rod made of Tai Cang iron essence the thickness of a thumb can be shaken. Just the vibrations alone can smash a person to pieces! "
"And that's not important. As you inject Yuan Qi into the Tai Cang iron essence, the hardness and toughness of the Tai Cang iron essence will increase. The more Yuan Qi you inject, the harder the bow will be, making it harder to pull! The power will also be greater! "
"Not only you, even I can use as much strength as I want with this Tai Cang Bow. There's no need to worry about my strength exceeding the bow's limit. If it's the Zhang family's Heaven ranked Tai Cang Bow, you can inject a large amount of Yuan Qi into it. Then you can really shoot stars and the Sun, even the heavens! "
Yan Menglong's description made Yi Yun's blood boil. This was indeed a treasure bow.
"Look at the two sides of the Tai Cang Bow. The bow's arms are made of Tai Cang iron essence. They are inlaid with a steel blade. They can easily break a normal sword! The bow's tip is made from the horn of a black boned great rhinoceros. "
"As for the bowstring, there's no telling how much craftsmanship goes into it. The Cang state's Zhang family took a desolate beast python's tendon and twisted it into a bowstring. Then it was soaked in shark skin glue soup for 18 years before it could be made!"
Yan Menglong's description conveyed one meaning to Yi Yun with his eyes.
"Kid, giving this bow to you is a bargain!"
But even without Yan Menglong's description, Yi Yun knew that this bow gave him a strong feeling. How could it be an ordinary item placed alone in a stone room? It was probably one of the most precious weapons in the Divine Capital Armory!
"Kid, try pulling it. Don't inject Yuan Qi first, or you will not be able to pull it open. Just use your body's strength. I'll say this upfront, if you can't even pull it open halfway, then you better leave this bow here."
As Yan Menglong said that, he pinched his stubble with a pained expression. He was reluctant to give this bow to Yi Yun.
Yi Yun could not wait to hear it.
He immediately took a deep breath and sank it into his Dantian. With his legs in a horse stance, he used his belt as his arms and muscles bulged.
"Open!"
Yi Yun roared. His joints made "Ka Ka Ka" sounds as the Tai Cang Bow was slowly pulled. From a crescent, to a half moon, and finally to a full moon!
Yi Yun forcefully used his body's strength to pull the Tai Cang Bow open by three quarters! (To be continued.)
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