Dark Dragon laughed proudly: "Boy, don't think that you have mastered great shooting skills, so you came here to challenge me. Let me tell you, you hit the iron plate. Lord Mu She is an extremely powerful marksman and has won the title of Fire God."
The bow inheritance will soon make your mother even recognize you."
Both Dark Dragon and Sang Mushe thought that Fang Yun had mastered the unparalleled skill of archery, so they challenged the archery skill this time.
On the other hand, several Zhan family monks on Fang Yun's side felt a little puzzled.
They knew that Fang Yun had a powerful divine ax in his hand that could split the sky, and a powerful war spirit that was completely transformed by fighting spirit.
This is definitely an extremely powerful combat skill.
They really didn't expect that Fang Yun would challenge the shooting skills.
Could it be said that Fang Yun still has an extremely powerful long-distance attack power?
Everyone got it wrong.
The reason why Fang Yun proposed to compete with Sang Mu She in the art of marksmanship was because Fang Yun had been in contact with the elves and really understood the talents of their race.
Be it dark elves or natural elves, they are all born to be sharpshooters.
Mu Lue once proudly said that as long as there are enough elf monks to form a long-range shooting team, the enemy can be destroyed thousands of miles away, leaving the enemy with no chance to get close.
It was precisely because he knew how powerful the elves' magic was that Fang Yun proposed to test the magic.
Fang Yun is confident in his shooting skills, and at the same time, he also wants to see a real elf marksman.
So far, Sang Mushe is the strongest elf monk Fang Yun has met.
If he had practiced the art of divine shooting, he would definitely be quite terrifying.
It will be particularly interesting to compete with him in shooting skills.
The moment Sang Mushe took out the Vulcan Bow, there was already a lot of wonderful charm about him.
This couldn't help but make Fang Yun feel very excited.
Fang Yun was quite familiar with this kind of aura. It was the aura of a true marksman. It was the calm and calm aura of a marksman who was confident and unfazed when the mountain collapsed.
With a slight movement in his heart, Fang Yun made a move with his left hand, and the fiery sunset bow also appeared on his left hand.
Almost at the same time, the calm and steady aura of a sharpshooter emerged from Fang Yun.
The Sunset Bow swung gently. Fang Yun looked at Sang Mushe and smiled faintly: "This bow is called Sunset. I would like to learn Brother Sang's mysterious skill of fire."
Sunset Bow?!
Dark Dragon glanced at the red divine bow in Fang Yun's hand, and suddenly laughed: "Brother, are you kidding me? This little wooden bow of yours can actually be called the setting sun? This wooden bow of yours has no trace of divinity.
, can it be compared with the Vulcan Bow? Do you want to use this bow to compete with Master Mushe?"
Fang Yun smiled and looked at Sang Mushe.
On the back of the dark dragon, Sang Mushe narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Sunset Bow.
When An Long finished speaking, Sang Mushe couldn't help but shook his head and said softly: "Stupid dragon, you are wrong again. This sunset bow is a real divine bow. It is an ancient weapon, and there is no trace of divinity on the outside.
That’s because it has returned to its original state. I have this bow in my hand. Brother Fang is indeed qualified to challenge me, but..."
After a pause, Sang Mushe said with a smile: "What I'm very curious about is, does Brother Fang's bow really have the ability to set the sun?"
A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's face, and he said slowly: "Maybe it is a bit exaggerated, maybe it has never really set, but now it has the power of the setting sun."
Has the power of the setting sun?
Next to Fang Yun, Tiao Xiaobai rolled his eyes and said to himself, Fang Yun, you are a lice king, you are not afraid of going bankrupt if you boast big words, can such a small bow be able to shoot down the sun?
Different from Tiao Xiaobai, beside Fang Yun, Qiang Lin and Qiang Sen looked at each other, took a breath, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
They knew Fang Yun's temper and knew that Fang Yun would not tell lies easily.
Fang Yun's bow has the power of the setting sun, which means that in reality, Fang Yun holds this bow and explodes with all his strength, it can really shoot out a sun.
That would be awesome.
This at least illustrates one problem, that is, Fang Yun's actual cultivation level is definitely not weak, at least he is at the level of their ancestor of the Zhan family.
One arrow sets the sun!
This is a peerless magical power that can only be achieved by a truly supreme power.
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he looked at Sang Mushe.
At this time, Sang Mu She's attitude had become very cautious, and he nodded slightly and said: "Well, the power of the divine bow cannot be underestimated. I believe that I respect this divine bow in your hand, and I hope you will not let its pearl be covered in dust."
Fang Yun smiled: "I also hope that the Vulcan Bow in your hand will not let me down."
Vulcan Bow vs Sunset Bow.
Two divine bows, which one is stronger?
Elf Archer vs Fang Yun.
Between the two great marksmen, who has the better marksmanship?
Sang Mushe waved his hand slightly, and the flames of the Vulcan bow in his hand suddenly surged, revealing his surging will, eager for a battle, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "A literary competition or a martial arts competition? How should we compete?"
Fang Yun stood with a smile on his face, his clothes fluttering, and his body had an air of transcendence: "What do you say about Wen Bi, and what do you say about Wu Bi? The elves are good at shooting, you can mention the rules of the competition first..."
Sang Mushe: "Wen Bi means that the accuracy of the divine archer is better, the range of the divine archer is greater, and the lethality of the divine archer...Wu Bi, that's simple. We all show off our skills in this jungle, shoot each other, and live and die.
It’s up to fate…”
Fang Yun did not want to actually shoot his opponent.
However, at this time, Fang Yun could not give in.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Yun laughed and said, "I don't think it's better than this, right? Let's have a literary competition first. If we can't convince the opponent in a literary competition, how about we do a martial arts competition again?"
What Fang Yun meant was that it was a literary and martial arts competition, and I followed it up.
Sang Mushe narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly: "That's very good. Since that's the case, let's compare the accuracy of the marksmanship first and see whose shooting skills are more accurate... Who will come first? What to shoot?"
Fang Yun said loudly: "No restrictions on objects, feel free to play. After shooting, compare them. What do you think?"
Sang Mushe's eyes were filled with strange light, he glanced deeply at Fang Yun, and whispered: "It seems that Brother Fang is very confident. In this case, we will shoot one arrow each within the time limit of one stick of incense, and then
After saying that, Fang Yun's body sank slightly, and he stood in the field, slowly raising the sunset bow in his hand.
The two masters faced off against each other on the spot. Immediately, the Zhan family monks, Tiao Xiaobai, An Long and others all paid close attention.
They also wanted to know how the accuracy of these two masters would be compared and what the result would be.
There is no necessary shooting object, so this will be a huge test for both parties.
When shooting, you must choose a target that can show accuracy, so that you can convince the opponent.
Time seems to have completely stopped at this moment.
The two great marksmen stood in the field, both raising their long bows. At this time, both of them had a very strange charm.
Sang Mushe has a kind of elegance and enthusiasm, just like a tiger lying on the hill.
Fang Yun's body showed a kind of indifference and remoteness, as if his body had become blurred.
Looking at the two of them, Tiao Xiaobai whispered: "The atmosphere is really depressing. Aren't the two of them competing in the art of shooting? Why hasn't there been any movement for a long time?"
The old god Qiang Amu said on the ground: "No, they have already started to compete, but they are not at the right level yet. Can't you see what they are competing against?"
Tiao Xiaobai's eyes widened and he was waiting for a rebuttal. At this moment, Fang Yun and Sang Mushe launched the divine bow forward almost at the same time.
There were two soft popping sounds.
The two divine arrows had already shot through the air, and two red lights, one white and one red, flashed in the air.
The red ones are Vulcan arrows, and the white arrows are Fang Yun's sunset arrows.
The sunset bow is red, but the sunset arrow is white.
Two rays of light flickered, disappeared out of thin air, and then appeared at the same time, falling into the hands of two people.
They both smiled at each other, and raised the arrows in their hands to show each other for observation.
At this time, a small flying insect like a bee was inserted into the arrows of the two men. This was a fly unique to the Flame Forest.
As soon as they retreated, the two flies were flapping their wings and wanted to escape, but they were pinned by the arrows and couldn't escape at all.
Tiao Xiaobai muttered: "You are all using flies to perform surgery. Sure enough, the weak will be shot, so they have no say at all. But, what kind of tricks are you doing? Who wins?"
At this time, Fang Yun said with a smile: "Brother Sang is really a master of shooting. The arrows are like rainbows. They only damage its wings and are not stopped. They touch the body with a huge force without hurting the feathers. This fly can actually fly. It's amazing."
…”
Sang Mushe glanced at Fang Yun, with a strange expression on his face, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Brother Fang is good at shooting and has good intentions, but brother Fang, your method is a bit more vicious...