Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"I am not interested."

Zhang Yifeng spoke indifferently.

"Oh, then come with me to see it. It's rare to see anything interesting."

Bai Jingjing held Zhang Yifeng's hand with a curious look on her face. Where can you see such a scene in the secular world?

At Bai Jingjing's request, Zhang Yifeng compromised.

"Are you sure you want to take a look? This Yelu family may be the ones we offended."

"I know, but what's the point? We're just watching the excitement. Besides, isn't there Xiaobai here? Isn't it Xiaobai?"

Bai Jingjing touched the little white boy lying on Zhang Yifeng's head with his hand, who looked like a white hat.

Xiaobai waved his little hand impatiently, as if to say, don't disturb me from sunbathing.

Zhang Yifeng was speechless, then shook his head and said: "Okay, let's go and have a look."

After walking a few streets, the two of them saw a dark crowd in the distance. In the middle of the crowd, there is a high platform. There is a bow placed on the high platform.

The bow is black and made of unknown wood. It is engraved with dense patterns. The patterns are weird and it is difficult to tell what they are because there is no order at all. Perhaps these patterns were originally carved haphazardly.

The bow is one and a half meters long and is definitely a big bow. However, the strange thing is that this bow has no string.

This is a bow without strings.

At this time, an old man of half a hundred years stood on the stage with a hooked nose and half-squinted eyes, as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed.

It wasn't until the morning sun rose that the old man opened his eyes. At that moment, a sense of majesty spread across all directions, and the originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.

This old man is definitely a master of the acquired realm.

Fortunately, this coercion only passed away in a flash. Otherwise, many weak people here would probably die of fear.

"Ahem." The old man coughed twice, looked at the dark crowd in the audience, and finally said, "Today is the big day for the patriarch to choose a husband for the second young lady. I believe everyone is here for this. Okay, nonsense Not much to say, there is a bow on the stage, and whoever can pull the bow like a crescent moon can become a member of my Yelu family."

As soon as the old man's words came out, everyone in the audience immediately became excited!

With a bow, a crow can turn into a phoenix and become a member of the Yelu family. This is simply a step to the top.

In Bailong City, the Yelu family is the master. Because Bailong City belongs to the Yelu family. Yelu family, also known as City Lord's Mansion.

"It's decided, I'm determined to be the son-in-law of the Yelu family."

"Bah, what do you think you are determined to do? You look so skinny that you still want to stretch your body. Stop talking nonsense. It's obvious that I can only be the second young lady's man."

"You bitch, are you looking down on me? I'm skinny, but I have muscles! Don't make me angry. If you make me angry, my muscles will pop out of my bones in an instant! I'll scare you to death!"

The crowd was buzzing with all sorts of sounds.

"Let me try this bow."

At this time, a strong man suddenly stepped onto the high platform, majestic and heroic.

He took hold of the bow.

"Holy crap! You actually jumped on us first when we weren't prepared. I curse you for not being able to pull away."

The crowd cursed. If you are not careful, you will be overtaken.

The big man ignored the roar of the crowd, bowed to the old man, and said: "I drew this bow!"

The old man just looked at him indifferently, his expression unchanged.

The man first holds the bow with his right hand, then with his left hand, and then with both left and right hands at the same time.

"What is he doing? Why doesn't he pick up the bow?"

The crowd was confused.

At this time, the big man's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and his face was flushed.

"Haha, interesting. Is this a bow to attract a bride? But the strong man is too weak, it seems that he can't even lift the bow!"

Bai Jingjing's voice came.

Zhang Yifeng just watched quietly without speaking. His pupils were a little surprised. After seeing the bow, the roots of the wisdom tree actually reacted in some way.

"I can't pick it up!"

After a long time, the big man let go of his hand and jumped off the platform with a red face. In the end, he didn't even lift the bow!

After saying this, the big man immediately disappeared into the crowd and disappeared.

"Hahaha, I can't even lift the bow, and I'm still trying to draw it."

"Just a clown."

The crowd laughed.

"Little brother, do you want to go up and try." At this time, Bai Jingjing's voice came again.

Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Do you know that if you draw this bow, I will become a member of the Yelu family. Aren't you afraid that He Yajiao will beat you?"

Bai Jingjing chuckled: "Don't be afraid, the slave family just said that you took the initiative to go, little brother, and the slave family couldn't stop it at all. Besides, the slave family has a hunch that this bow is definitely extraordinary."

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said: "This bow is indeed not ordinary, but I may not be able to lift it. Look at the ground."

Zhang Yifeng pointed to the high platform.

Bai Jingjing opened her mouth when she saw it: "It's actually cracked."

"Well, this bow may weigh tens of thousands of pounds. Maybe I can lift it, but, do you see, this bow has no strings. How can I pull the bow like a crescent moon?"

"Yes, this bow has no string." Bai Jingjing finally realized how she could draw the bow like a crescent moon without a string. "Little brother, this old man is not here to play with you."

"Who knows. Just keep watching."

At this time, several more people came on stage, but they all failed. No one could pick up the bow. There are even people who transform into half-orcs, but there is nothing they can do about it.

Finally, the old man spoke again: "I forgot to mention that the net weight of this bow is 18,888 kilograms. Ordinary people, unless they are born with supernatural powers, don't need to try it. If a warrior's cultivation level is lower than the master mirror, there is no need to try it. .Can’t lift it.”

As soon as the old man's words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. Everyone swallowed secretly.

"Eighteen thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight pounds, how heavy is this."

"This weight is going to crush us into meat patties. Who can lift it? What is the origin of this bow?"

Many people shook their heads and sighed. It was no longer possible for them to become the son-in-law of the Yelu family.

"Haha. A bow that weighs 18,888 pounds? Okay, let me try it."

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the crowd, and a handsome young man climbed onto the high platform, holding a folding fan in his hand. When the folding fan was opened, two words were clearly engraved on it: Kongji.

"This man is Mr. Kongji!"

A warrior exclaimed, seemingly recognizing this person's identity.

"Master Kongji? Master Kongji, one of the top ten young heroes of the Hidden Sect? Oh my God, it is said that his cultivation has entered the realm of a master, and he is less than thirty years old."

"It's polite."

Mr. Kong Ji bowed his hands to the old man, then put his left hand on the bow, weighed it, and then shouted: "Get up!"

The bow that had been motionless finally slowly rose. Finally, he was lifted above his head by Mr. Kongji.

"good!"

The crowd roared instantly. The strength of Young Master Kongji deserves their cheers.

"This Young Master Kong Ji's hands are shaking, and he is still acting cool." Bai Jingjing's sharp eyes noticed that Young Master Kong Ji's left hand that raised the bow was trembling slightly.