The waiter hurriedly asked Shen Yanxiao to come in.
There was no light in the dark room, and the heavy curtains blocked the light coming from the window. As soon as Shen Yanxiao walked into the small room, he felt a billowing heat wave filling the entire room. Through the condensed light hanging on the roof, Crystal, Shen Yanxiao saw an old man with a white beard about sixty years old, holding a cigarette bag in his mouth, sitting on a chair, a pair of sharp eyes staring at him, and beside the old man with a white beard stood a four-year-old man. A middle-aged man about ten years old.
"Are you going to buy that bow?" The old man with the white beard took a puff of cigarette and squinted at the little guy in front of him. It is no exaggeration to say that if he stood up the black bow, he would probably be as tall as this little guy. Already.
Shen Yanxiao immediately guessed the identity of the old man and estimated that he was the Master Duan the waiter mentioned.
"Yes."
Master Duan's critical eyes looked at Shen Yanxiao's body. He glanced at Shen Yanxiao's slender arms and legs, and then frowned and said: "This bow will only be sold to people who are destined to it, unless You can draw the bow string, otherwise you can put the bow down and walk away."
Shen Yanxiao raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to try to pull the bow string, but Master Duan suddenly said: "If you want to try, don't stay here. Come with me."
With that said, he stood up and left the room.
Shen Yanxiao was a little confused by the old man's constant attention, but he was a master, so he could only follow him.
Passing through the dark steps, Shen Yanxiao felt himself walking all the way down, until a moment later, a glimmer of light finally appeared in front of his eyes.
It was a huge underground martial arts arena. Standing at the entrance, Shen Yanxiao looked at the venue in front of him with a little surprise, which was half the size of a football field. He did not expect that in the underground of such an inconspicuous two-story building, There is such a spacious place hidden.
In the martial arts arena, hundreds of light-condensing crystals hang high at the top, and the bright light envelopes the entire underground space.
Weapons of various professions are neatly placed on both sides of the field. Extending from the entrance, you can clearly see the area that has been divided specifically for shooting.
The middle-aged man who was standing next to Master Duan before walked to Shen Yanxiao and couldn't help but glance at the black long bow in Shen Yanxiao's hand.
"Can you show it to me?" the middle-aged man said in a very gentle tone.
Shen Yanxiao thought for a moment and gave the bow to him.
The man's hand gently brushed the bow, and the calmness in his eyes suddenly turned a little surprised.
"This... is made of Cangtian wood!" the man exclaimed.
Shen Yanxiao is quite unfamiliar with the words Cangtianmu.
Master Duan said casually: "I guess you still have some eyesight."
The man's eyes were sparkling, and he couldn't put it down as he played with this extremely ordinary-looking longbow.
"Isn't the Blue Sky Tree almost extinct? I heard that there is only one tree left in the Moon God Continent. The elves on the Moon God Continent have extremely extreme faith in the Blue Sky Tree and do not allow anyone to harm it. Every penny, Master Duan, where did you get this blue sky tree?"
Master Duan snorted and said: "You have nothing to do with this, what? You also like this bow? This bow of mine will only recognize one owner in its life. Whoever can pull it open will belong to him."