"Palace Master Yan, I believe you can do it."

Below, Elder Di's beard trembled slightly, unable to conceal his excitement.

Outsiders were just amazed at Yan Wangshu's trump card, but Elder Di knew that this golden body was not a temporary decision made by Yan Wangshu, but had been prepared for many years.

In order to understand the golden body and improve his ability to control various treasures, Yan Wangshu secretly put in countless hard work, sweat and even the blood of his wounds.

The process was not days or months, but decades of hard work.

And all this is not for herself, but for the safety of the entire Qingzhou monks.

Because Yan Wangshu is the master of Gyeongju Star Palace.

call out!

In the eyes of many powerful people and cultivators below.

Yan Wangshu's eyes were determined, and the long bow and arrows in his hands were covered with golden aura.

Pull the long bow into the shape of the full moon and point it straight at the sky.

The bow string was loosened, and the arrow roared like a rainbow piercing the sun and soaring into the sky.

Crossing over pieces of space, rising continuously.

When the arrow hovered and turned into a starlight, the cultivators were speechless again. On the cliff, the sound of gasping for air could be heard one after another.

The location where the Gyeongju Star Arrow stopped was astonishingly beyond where all the other strong men were.

After one arrow, Qingzhou was not easily surpassed by Longzhou and Jiao Clan as others expected, but was still ranked first!

Although it is only the first arrow, and there are still eight opportunities for arrows later, the monk's cultivation level will not change suddenly, and those who are interested can already make a rough calculation.

According to this distance, after nine arrows, Gyeongju can still be ranked in the top eight.

This surprised these speculators.

By then, Gyeongju will be able to create new history.

The formation disk carried Yan Wangshu and Qin Cheng and quickly arrived at the location where the arrow fell.

Qin Cheng looked around. Although the distance between him and Longzhou and the Jiao Clan was smaller, he was still in the lead.

Moreover, in this star-shooting competition, there is no difference between the top four, and the same goes for the fourth to eighth.

That is to say, there is no problem if it is surpassed by Longzhou and other forces.

"Palace Master Yan, maybe we will be ranked among the top four in the end." Qin Cheng said with a smile.

"It seems that I really want to watch a show."

I was still thinking about whether to take over this task when Yan Wangshu's strength was exhausted, but now it seems that it is somewhat useless.

After all, when Yan Wangshu used her golden body to activate the long bow of stars, the strength she displayed reached the level of a three-death powerhouse.

"I have only tried it tens of thousands of times in the Star Palace before, but I didn't expect that in reality, the golden body can also be such a great blessing to star bows and arrows."

After raising his hand and turning the arrows into stars, the scattered golden origin was taken back into the body. Obviously, the ability of these arrows to increase the distance has a lot to do with the blessing of the golden origin.

At this time, Yan Wangshu had already withdrawn from the golden state. Upon hearing this, a smile broke out on her slightly tired face.

Qin Cheng was startled when he saw this.

Yan Wangshu's smile is very beautiful, like flowers blooming, giving people a very touching beauty, but she rarely shows her smile.

For Yan Wangshu, who has a heavy burden on her shoulders, a truly happy smile is a luxury for her.

I remember that this was the second time that Yan Wangshu smiled.

It seems that this result really made her very happy.

It seems that it takes a lot of spiritual energy to activate this star long bow.

Yan Wangshu was slightly out of breath, took out a pill bottle, swallowed a few pills, and sat down cross-legged.

Qin Cheng looked around and saw that every sect leader was doing the same. Even Ying Han closed his eyes and rested for a while.

At this time, everything was once again a matter of chance, and all the strong men desperately recovered their strength, waiting for the next bow bend.

After a while, the strong men stood up again.

Of course, the star-shooting competition cannot be restored indefinitely.

Although there are no specific requirements for each arrow, in general each strong person only has one hour.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing Yan Wangshu, who obviously had not fully recovered, but also stood up, Qin Cheng said with concern.

In any case, being able to surpass the three-depleted monks would be a huge challenge for Yan Wangshu.

"No problem, it's just eight arrows, I can hold on."

Yan Wangshu shook his head slightly.

Next, the competition continues.

The star shooting competition is very simple, there are no particularly complicated rules, and the order is completely arbitrary.

As long as the person holding the bow is willing, it is not against the rules to shoot all nine arrows in one go.

However, the strong men generally maintain certain rules.

Wait until the consumption of the spiritual energy burst is recovered before shooting the second arrow.

Yan Wangshu's attack speed was still the slowest among the fourteen strong men.

But under the attention of all the monks, Yan Wangshu's star arrow still rose a very good distance.

Although not as good as the first time, the difference is not big.

So after the second arrow, Gyeongju's lead became smaller, but it still ranked first.

This performance made some powerful people, especially the palace masters headed by Long Zhou, look solemn.

A two-year-old monk defeated them three-year-old in this competition, and the loss in face was secondary.

The most important thing is the ranking.

In this competition, there are only eight useful places in total.

If Gyeongju takes one, the others will lose one.

Maybe, there will be a commotion where three forces in the same alliance will be teleported to the same world.

In that case, even if the relationship between the two parties is good, some conflicts will inevitably break out over their respective cultivation resources for the next two thousand years.

And this is what no one wants to see.

On the Qingzhou side, people were rejoicing, and many monks spared no effort to shout that they could not do anything to help the palace master, so they could only use this method to encourage Yan Wangshu.

Under the cheers of the Qingzhou monks, even the voices of the Longzhou and Jiao clan monks were suppressed.

After all, Qingzhou has been silent for too long, and the monks in Qingzhou all want to witness history.

This also made the monks from both places look a little unhappy.

Being dominated by a weak being is something they cannot accept because of their pride.

After a short rest, the third arrow followed.

Qin Cheng noticed that Yan Wangshu's breathing was heavier than before. It was obvious that the continuous use of the golden body was also a burden on her body.

But Yan Wangshu did not transfer her fatigue to her arms. She fully drew the bowstring again.

In the distance, Palace Master Guo and Palace Master Hong looked at each other quietly.

Whoosh!

This time, another steady arrow was shot.

But this time, under the attention of everyone in Qingzhou, something unexpected happened while the arrow was flying.

A snort!

Just below the arrow, another star arrow shot out from a diagonal thrust, approaching the Gyeongju arrow.

Many monks couldn't help but exclaimed as they saw the two arrows getting closer and closer.
Chapter completed!