Why does this bow look so familiar? Tang Nazhi remembered that when he first went to see a competition in the Archer Branch, the bow used by a certain little girl was very similar to the one in front of him. The only difference was that Shen Yanxiao was There is not a single magic core or crystal core on the bow that I am holding.
The bow in the hand of the little guy in front of him was inlaid with crystal nuclei, and Tang Nazhi subconsciously denied his guess.
Shen Yanxiao dared to use Zijue, so he naturally concluded that a single-celled creature like Tang Nazhi would never think of adding a crystal core to Zijue.
An archer and a swordsman stood motionless.
The people nearby were also studying the Zi Jue in Shen Yanxiao's hand.
They really couldn't see anything special about this bow. Even the bow was inlaid with extremely cheap crystal nuclei.
Crystal cores are generally only used in practice weapons, and few people dare to use them in formal weapons.
In addition to the dull color of Zijue, no one would regard this bow as a magical weapon. They would just think that the humble boy was from a poor family and could only use it as a contact weapon.
On the other hand, the sword in Tang Nazhi's hand was extremely sharp, and the huge magic core inlaid on the hilt was at least the eighth level.
No matter from which point you look at it, Shen Yanxiao is absolutely passive.
A skinny, unattractive kid holding a broken bow faced off against a handsome, handsome, and extraordinary senior swordsman holding a powerful long sword. He knew with his toes that he had absolutely no chance of winning.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a little bored. This one-sided competition was really boring!
"Because you are so young, I will let you take the first move." Tang Nazhi was not a bully. Seeing that the other party was young, he naturally took a step back as he was armed.
It's not because of any noble sentiments, but because he really doesn't want this competition to end instantly.
He would rather practice Tai Chi with the kid in front of him than serve that eldest lady Shen Jiayi.
Shen Yanxiao smiled slightly and looked at the confident Tang Nazhi.
"Oh? You're welcome then."
"You're welcome, just come!" Tang Nazhi said cheerfully.
Shen Yanxiao took out the arrow basket, hung it on his waist, took out an arrow and placed it on Zijue, with a wicked smile on his lips.
Idiots with well-developed limbs and simple minds are so easy to bully!
No one present, including Tang Nazhi, would believe that that broken bow and such a brat could cause any harm to Tang Nazhi, a senior swordsman.
A swordsman who can't even be hit by a peak intermediate magician can't be hurt by a small arrow.
No one noticed that the moment Shen Yanxiao drew the bow string, an invisible magical aura gradually spread to the entire arrow.
There was just a whooshing sound, and the arrow attached to Zijue flew away, shooting towards Tang Nazhi with a thunderous force.
The speed of this arrow was so fast that no one could notice its shadow. They could only see a silvery shadow flashing past under the light of the lights!
Tang Nazhi, who had relaxed his vigilance, felt the momentum of the arrow coming through the air. He immediately turned over and jumped to avoid the attack of the arrow, but just when everyone thought that the arrow was about to miss.
With a hiss, another silver light flashed past, catching up with the arrow previously released, and stably hit the tail of the first arrow with astonishing accuracy. The first arrow flew straight. After receiving the impact, he immediately turned around and rushed towards Tang Nazhi's hiding figure!