Comprehension is against the heavens: the method of condensing the innate divine fetus in the womb

Everyone looked at it, but it was Fang Yuan, the prince of Ruyang.

He also picked out a strong bow of ninety stones and held it in his hand.

I have to say that this Fang Yuan is also a tiger brain.

It seems that there is still a taste of a young hero.

Many people nodded secretly when they saw it.

Secretly sighed that the luck of the Great Departure Dynasty was good, and three genius young sons appeared at once.

But there are also those who gloat.

It is believed that if two dragons and one phoenix compete, there will be damage.

After all, even if they are good friends, they will not really want the other party to develop too well.

Human nature has always been like this.

Maybe he felt the gaze of everyone and looked at him.

The confidence in Fang Yuan's heart came up all at once.

With his face held high, he carried an arrow and held a bow.

The posture is standard.

"Archery is not a trick, and no one can help you. "

"Boss, it must be mine!".

He glanced at Fang Han with disdain, and was still looking around.

At the same time, all the young sons.

The bow was also chosen.

Except for Fang Yuan and Lin Miaomiao.

The youngest son of the Yu Clan, Yu Qingming, and the juvenile remnant of the Beast God Mountain.

They were also very tacit, and they chose a strong bow of 90 stones.

This situation.

Many of the spectators above took it for granted.

Because.

In the entire history of the Four Arts Conference, there has never been a single person.

Win the championship with the 100-stone strong bow.

After all, the maximum age limit cannot exceed four years.

Directly put an end to the masters who exceeded the late stage of the samurai realm and came to participate.

Even if he is a peerless genius, although his cultivation is extremely fast, he is far beyond ordinary people.

But it's not a one-step climb.

It is impossible to be born today and sanctified tomorrow.

At this age, you can cultivate to the samurai realm.

He can already be called a genius.

And people like Fang Yuan, Yu Qingming, and Lin Miaomiao, who have cultivated to the middle stage of the warrior.

Even if you look at the entire Beiluo region.

can also be regarded as a great genius.

It is a talent that any super force wants to find.

But even in the middle of the samurai, he can open a hundred stone strong bows.

It's really easy to use, but it's not so easy.

One hundred and fifty zhang, such a distance.

There is also wind, air, and various interferences from other athletes' arrows.

Whenever there is a slight mistake.

The slightest difference will be a thousand miles away.

Of course, the most important point is that the Hundred Stone Bow is too big.

These little babies with small arms and legs can't open a full bow at all.

On the archery table at this time.

Only Fang Han and Fang Wan, who came to power last, were left.

Haven't picked a bow yet.

"That imperial lady Fang Wan, her strength is in the early stage of the warrior realm. "

"It should be able to shoot a strong bow of sixty stones. "

"Although it's also very good, it's much worse than Shizi Fang Yuan and others. "

"Yes, after all, there is a small difference. "

"Anyway, everyone has already taken a leader, and it doesn't matter if you lose. "

"Cut, just now she was clearly the tiger who rubbed away from the prince, and the leader who rubbed it. "

"Empress Fang Wan, don't mention it!".

Just above the crowd was hotly discussed.

When making fun of Fang Wan.

Everyone saw that the corners of Fang Wan's mouth hooked, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth.

Followed by.

Hook your feet.

Brush!

The hundred-stone strong bow that no one dared to choose.

She kicked her into the air.

At the same time, her body jumped suddenly.

Soaring into the sky.

One holds the bow in his hand.

The moment the body landed on the archery table.

The whole person actually switched hands and feet.

Lean sideways.

Stretch out a small white foot.

One foot against the center of the bow.

One foot and one foot on the ground.

The little hand grabbed an arrow and placed it on the bow, then pulled the bowstring suddenly.

Quack quack!

Everyone heard a loud sound like a rubber band tightening.

It came out of Fang Wan's hand.

The next moment.

This hundred-stone strong bow was easily pulled away by Fang Wan!

Like a full moon!

And she is on one foot, but at this time she is as stable as a statue.

Stand still!

The guests who were in full swing as we just discussed.

Wide-eyed staring.

All of a sudden, there was no squeak.

"Good guy, is that okay?".

"It's so stable, the old man is really blind. "

"Although this little girl is only in the early stage of the samurai realm, her strength is amazing, even compared with the late stage of the samurai realm, it is not inferior. "

"The princess Fang Wan, born with divine power!".

Many people who didn't participate in the discussion just now began to emerge at this time.

Fang Lingxiao actually looked numb.

He didn't expect that his daughter, would be so violent.

"Awesome!".

"Lao Tzu's baby is awesome!".

"It's much more fierce than Lao Tzu back then. "

On the surface, he still calmly listened to the praise of the people around him.

It's like I knew it was like this.

But it's a cool batch in my heart.

"The coolest thing is to show the baby, what is cooler than the baby is that your own baby is stronger than others!".

However, whether it was the guests, Fang Lingxiao, or even the King of Ruyang.

At this moment, Fang Han, who was still touching the bow, ignored it.

The ceremonial officer saw that all the young sons had chosen their bows and arrows.

Don't hesitate.

Leap into the sky.

"Pick the bow and arrows and finish. "

"Now!".

"Listen to me!"

"First arrow!".

"Bend the bow and arrow!".

As his voice rang out.

The young sons immediately looked serious.

The body stands straight.

At the same time, each took out an arrow engraved with the name of the force from the quiver.

Bend the bow, tie the arrow, take aim.

All in one go!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the distance.

The bluestone target.

"Shoot!".

With a loud shout from the ceremonial officer!

The next moment!

Collapse, collapse, collapse!

The sound of countless bowstrings exploding sounded in unison!

Hundreds of arrows piercing the void.

Whoosh

!

Shoot ahead!