The young man completely ignored the roar of laughter in the audience, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, laughed innocently at everyone in the audience, turned to Man Bai and said, "Elder Bai, disciple Man An wants to try this bow!"
Man Bai raised his eyelids slightly, pursed his lips and said, "Go!"
The young man named Man An smiled and nodded, and walked up to the Divine Gong. In the end, he lived up to expectations. Amid the laughter of everyone, he couldn't even move the Divine Gong.
This kid was still a little unwilling. He actually bit off his finger and dripped blood on the divine bow, trying to play the trick of identifying the master with blood. However, Mantian slapped him down with a volley of palms, saying that he had blasphemed the sacred object. Everyone in the audience was stunned.
I was sweating profusely.
After that, more people came on stage one after another. Now that they are here, no one is willing to give up without giving it a try. What if the master of the divine bow who has been waiting for thousands of years is himself?
Later, even with brute force, he went up and tried, but still couldn't pull the magic bow open. He walked down very disappointed. Seeing that Chen Jinyuan was still standing there slowly, he asked doubtfully, "Brother Chen, aren't you going up yet?"
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Chen Jinyuan looked at the stage and said with a smile, "Of course I have to go up, but there is no need to rush. Let these brothers try it out before we talk. Don't you see that Brother Xiaobao is not panicking?"
After saying this, Chen Jinyuan turned to look at Man Xiaobao, who saw Man Xiaobao with his hands behind his back, looking like a mysterious expert from this world, as if he already had a well-thought-out plan.
"Brother Chen is joking, how can I compare with Brother Chen? Shen Gong is waiting for the destined person. No matter how anxious you are, Shen Gong will never go with you if you are not the destined person." Man Xiaobao had a look on his face.
The smile and eyes told Chen Jinyuan that he was very confident.
Chen Jinyuan nodded with a smile, and Lin Yilian tugged on the corner of Chen Jinyuan's clothes and said, "Hey, Chen Jinyuan, what are you waiting for? Come up quickly, or the divine bow will be robbed!"
"Just grab it. Didn't you listen to what brother Xiaobao said just now? I'm lucky to have lost my life. If it was mine, no matter how many tricks other people try, they can't even think of snatching it away from me. I don't want to do anything."
, The mind and body are at ease, gains and losses follow the conditions, and the heart does not increase or decrease!" Chen Jinyuan said with a smile, but the words Shen Weng left for him were used by him to educate Lin Yilian.
"Hmph~" Lin Yilian stamped her feet and turned her face away, muttering in a low voice. She seemed to be scolding Chen Jinyuan.
Seeing each of the barbarian disciples walking up to the altar with endless hope, and then leaving the stage with extreme disappointment, several people on the stage couldn't help but shake their heads.
"Why hasn't he come up yet?" Man Ling'er raised his head and looked at the audience, only to see that handsome figure standing there calmly, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
As another barbarian boy left the stage in disappointment, at this time, a burly man with half-naked upper body strode towards the stage.
"Manniu pays homage to the clan leader, the two priests, the elders, uh, and sister Ling'er~" The person who came was none other than Manniu, the barbarian warrior who had fought with Chen Jinyuan. When he got on the altar, he faced the altar.
Everyone on the stage saluted one by one, and when it was finally Man Ling'er's turn, a hint of blush appeared on his dark face.
"Brother A Niu, are you here too?" Man Linger blinked his eyes and looked at the burly Man Niu.
"Yes, yes. Sister Ling'er, don't worry, Brother Aniu, I will definitely draw the magic bow!" Manniu scratched his head and spoke awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.
"You brat, there's so much nonsense. Hurry up and get your bow!" Man Bai took two steps forward and kicked Man Niu on the butt. It was obvious that the relationship between these two people should be considered good.
Man Niu smiled coquettishly, glanced at Man Ling'er secretly, and then walked towards Zhutian Gong. The embarrassment on his face faded, replaced by a strong fighting spirit, the kind of fighting spirit that faced a strong opponent.
Only then will the fighting spirit appear.
"Wow, it's Brother Aniu~"
"Yes, Brother Aniu is a warrior of our barbarian tribe. He is incredibly powerful. Do you think he can draw the magic bow?"
"Who knows, even the clan leader can't pull him away. I think Brother A Niu is in trouble!"
"Yeah, but I do hope that the person who draws the magic bow is Brother Aniu. At least Brother Aniu is generous enough and has helped me fight many times."
"Brother A Niu, come on!"
"Brother A Niu, come on!"
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Seeing that Man Niu was on stage, most of the people in the audience cheered. It was obvious that Man Niu was quite popular in the eyes of these barbarian children.
With a smile on his face, Manniu looked like a big star giving a concert. He turned around and cupped his hands to his supporters in the audience. He turned back to his solemn expression and grabbed the divine bow with one hand.
After weighing the weight, Man Niu felt a little strenuous, and then let out a low drink. Under the operation of Xuan Gong, his body turned out to be the same as when he fought with Chen Jinyuan that day, rising to nearly three meters tall, looking like a Russian strongman.
, the muscles are bulging like hills.
The two-meter-long divine bow seemed a bit small in his hand at this time. Manniu let out a low drink, grabbed the bow body with his left hand, and exerted force, and he slowly lifted the divine bow.
Everyone in the audience exclaimed. Although the movement was slow, Man Niu didn't exert much effort, and he actually lifted the divine bow.
"Well, that's right. In terms of strength, this boy A Niu should be the strongest among his peers!" Man Huo, the high priest standing beside Man Tian, couldn't help but watch Man Niu lift the divine bow.
He stroked his fiery red beard, his face full of approval.
"Haha, I remember that when this boy was three years old, he lifted up a calf I raised. Otherwise, why would he be called a bull? Man slave, you have a good grandson!" The barbarian farmer also laughed,
He turned to look at the round-faced old man next to him.
"You two are exaggerating. This boy A Niu is just a brute!" The round-faced old man's name is Man Nu. He is Man Niu's grandfather, and he is also a powerful man in the clan. Although Man Nu's words are
Although he was modest, his eyes looked at Man Niu with the same approval. Obviously he was very happy to have such a grandson. What the barbarians pursued was absolute power, and Man Niu was born with divine power, so he was naturally more popular.
"Aniu, use your full strength to draw the divine bow!" Mantian stroked his beard and shouted to Manniu, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Man Niu's limbs are well-developed, but his mind is not simple. He can make so many barbarian children support him. If Man Niu is really allowed to draw the magic bow, marry his daughter to him, and let him inherit his position in the future, it will be the same.
A good choice.
When Man Niu heard this, he became even more excited, thinking that this was the clan leader's hint to him. He came back to his senses and nodded to Man Tian. He turned and glanced at Man Ling'er, and became even more jealous. Then he put his hand on the bowstring.
, the bull was as if it had been given a cardiotonic drug, it took a horse stance and pulled hard.
