Through the whispers of the people at the scene, Shangchuan learned that the tall man who represented the Red Eagle Tribe was an outstanding marksman in Yinfeng Plain.

In the past Treasure Hunting competitions, he achieved good results every time he played, and basically never made the top three. He even represented the entire Yinfeng Plain and other regions' archery masters and won.

The higher the tall man's archery skills, the better he can achieve good results, and the better his final results, the more difficult it will be for Fengyun to win the bet with Yingfeng.

To be honest, although he has gained a lot of understanding of Fengyun's miraculousness through contact with the people of the Huojiao tribe, and believes his strength will not be bad, his opponent this time is really too strong.

Feng Yun seemed to feel Shang Chuan's worry, so he reached out his hand and patted his arm twice to show comfort.

"Winner, don't worry, I'm just nervous."

Shang Chuan twitched his face and wanted to return a smile to Feng Yun, but his expression looked very strange, he didn't seem to be smiling at all. At least people who saw his expression would not associate his expression with laughter.

For a while, Feng Yun didn't know how to let Shang Chuan feel relieved, so he stopped to comfort him, looked at the tall man, and noticed his every move.

He actually heard the discussion more clearly than Shangchuan, which naturally gave him a clear understanding of the opponent’s strength, and he has a good habit of paying enough attention to his opponent. Strive to know as much as possible about it in the shortest time.

Although he was not directly fighting his opponent this time, the thrill was not bad at all.

"Sure enough, it is a powerful enemy."

When the tall man grabbed the bow, Feng Yun's eyes immediately revealed a trace of solemnity.

Experts often reveal extraordinary things inadvertently, and tall men reveal a true master style when holding a bow.

The moment he grabbed the bow, his state changed drastically, and the mood swings completely disappeared from him, giving the impression that he had become a stone and had stood there for thousands of years. which type.

Fengyun knows that the tall man has abandoned all interference from the outside world and devoted all his attention to the shooting that is about to begin. Before the shooting is completed, even if someone yells in his ear, or even thunders It won’t affect his accuracy.

He knew how terrible this state was, and he had entered this state before.

In this state, the individual's abilities are fully utilized, and there is even a certain chance that the individual can perform beyond the standard and achieve excellent results.

As the tall man reached his hand toward the arrow, Feng Yun's eyes widened unconsciously, he wanted to capture all the details of his shooting process and all the details of his catching the target.

According to his experience, a master can become a master, and there is always his uniqueness. If you can find that it is good for improving your strength, no matter how bad, you can open your eyes and accumulate experience.

Unlike the previous two totem warriors, the tall man does not shoot quickly. After taking an arrow, he is not in a hurry to shoot it out. Instead, he slowly lays it on the bowstring and slowly pulls it away. bow.

"Slow! Stop it!"

Just when the tall man slowly pulled the bow full and was about to shoot, a voice suddenly sounded, very loud and sharp, and shocked everyone at the scene, even the tall man was affected.

He abruptly stopped his archery, but his hands were still very stable, without the slightest tremor.

Fengyun's evaluation of tall people has raised a new level. He believed that this sudden sound of drinking was something he had never expected, and that he was still able to maintain such a good state, which is definitely not something ordinary people can do.

Because of this, Fengyun didn't look at the direction where the sound came from, like the others on the scene, until the tall man released the bow and took off the arrow, and then looked away from him.

When Fengyun looked in the direction where the sound was coming from, he found that a dazzling red ball had broken into his eyes, and the owner of the sound was already very close to him.

"Go aside. Let me come."

The red shadow had just reached the top of the tall man, and before he stopped, a slender figure had flew down from the air and landed beside him.

As soon as the figure's feet touched the ground, he screamed at the tall man.

The tall man did not immediately leave the archery restricted area, but turned to look at Eagle Wind, obviously waiting for his instructions.

"You don't see my father either. Get out."

The man who fell from the sky was very dissatisfied with the tall man's grinding, and yelled at him again, then lifted his foot and kicked him.

I don't know if the tall man dared not hide, or didn't expect that the opponent would kick him, and couldn't dodge him. Anyway, he was kicked to the outside of the thigh, and he withdrew all the way to a long distance until he left the archery restricted area.

During this process, the tall man staggered and almost fell many times. Either his balance was good enough, or he stood and exited the archery restricted area, but rolled out.

"Aunt Ying, you are too much."

Yingfeng couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded the figure that fell from the sky. It turned out that the one who rushed over halfway to disrupt the situation turned out to be the sister Ying who had formed a beam with Fengyun.

"I don't care. I have to act this time."

Aunt Ying refused to give up, and as she spoke, she took the bow she was carrying off her back.

I opened my bow and set an arrow, and the bow opened quickly under Aunt Ying’s bow. However, in the process, a group of red light lit up between her hands, and the brightness became higher and higher. It was the bow in her hand. Glow.

"Ok?"

When Feng Yun saw the red light from the bow in Aunt Ying's hand, he couldn't help but was taken aback, his eyes also showed surprise.

He felt a familiar breath on that bow. Although it was the first time he paid attention to it, he was not unfamiliar with the breath it revealed.

He had felt a similar breath in something, and he was very familiar with such a thing, it was the treasured sword he got from Yabai.

The bow in Aunt Ying's hand was clearly infused with totem power in the process of pulling it apart, but this also exposed its true identity.

"jump jump jump!"

Not waiting for Fengyun to observe more about the bow in Aunt Ying's hand, Aunt Ying shot all three arrows, but if you look at it from the outside, people can't associate the things she shot with the arrows.

After the three arrows were separated from the bowstrings, the arrows were no longer visible. Instead, they became three red eagles fluttering with their wings. The beaks, claws, and feathers were clearly visible, like living creatures.

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