Immortal Devil Transformation

A woman professor with a book roll walked quietly.

In front of her is a quiet little hill surrounded by endless wasteland.

The mountain breeze brings green grass to its knees like a wave of wheat.

This is a very deliberate and poetic picture, yet an arrow falling from the sky breaks the image of tranquillity and makes it even more epic.

The arrow fired from the mountain in front of her, falling between the heavens and the earth. The arrow was black, drawing a black line in the blue sky, but because it was too fast, it triggered a white airflow around the body of the arrow, forming a white wave with nothing, like a comet falling.

After the fall of this arrow, another arrow was fired from the mountain, again drawing black traces in the sky, a white vortex and falling into the wilderness somewhere.

Some slightly confused female professors with hair looked up slightly at the traces of the sky and continued to move forward.

“Professor Ann. ”

Lin Xie, who practiced arrows in the mountains, had already seen Anchoy, because she knew that Anchoy was of a higher rank than Junwei, so watching this young woman professor go up the mountain, appeared in front of herself, Lin Xie was not much surprised at the salute of this woman professor, except for her curiosity as to why she had come here.

Angkor, who was very angry with books, returned a week to Zhuwei, Lin Xi and Lin Linhan, then looked at Zhuwei and asked in her usual reading tone: “How are they doing? ”

He glanced at the body of a long black bow that had undergone some slight deformation under Lin Xi and Ling Ling Han's several openings because of its excessive force. Sinking voice: “If Ling Han's test shot was first, five or six of the ten arrows had barely been able to hit the target 300 steps below. ”

Angkor reached out and clamped his strands of scattered hair behind his ear. He thought about it for a moment and looked up at Lin Evening. "Shoot me with all your might. ”

He was already very familiar with Ankhoei, and had seen Ankhoei's strength in the fire, Lin Xie, although he did not understand the true intent of Ankhoei's words, but he and Ben Linghan were very clear. Now what he and Linghan practiced was to deal with a soulmaster with the strength of a soulmaster, and Ankhoei's modification was clearly far above the soulmaster, so he naturally knew that his arrow would not pose any threat to Ankhoei, so he just looked at the woman professor curiously and asked: “Is it here? ”

“Right here.” Ankoye nodded, then turned around and took nearly a hundred steps toward Lin Yingdao: “That's enough. ”

Lin Xi nodded and didn't say much. He opened his bow and shouted at Anchoy's left shoulder with an arrow.

Angkor didn't move. There was a yellow glitter hidden in his left shoulder. “Pfft." Lin Xi's arrow left a hole in her college professor's black robe, but he fell directly powerless. Anchoy's body just swayed slightly and didn't look damaged at all.

“Shoot another arrow.” Without waiting for Lin Xi to ask anything, Anchoy nodded at him and said.

Lin Xi again held feathers, led strings, and shot an arrow at Anchoy's right shoulder.

He didn't want to play any symmetry, he just thought that even wearing black armor in the college trial valley would not hurt his body, the impact of arrows would always cause some pain, and if two arrows hit the same position, it would naturally make people more pain, so he aimed at Anchoy's right shoulder.

When the pitch-black arrow fell on Anchoy's right shoulder, there was still yellow light flashing on Anchoy's shoulder. However, Lin Xie was also incredibly shocked by the instant shouting, and the arrow did not fall, but a bloody light appeared on Anchoy's shoulder.

Zhuwei's eyebrows were slightly picked, but he remained silent and did not say anything.

The arrowtail feather trembled slightly, Ankoye stretched out Baisheng's left hand, frown slightly wrinkled, pulled out the arrow directly, very skilled in hemostasis medication, and then threw the arrow back to Lin Xie.

“The soul strength I used to lay outside my body was about the same as the soul strength of an intermediate soulmaster plus the strength of an ordinary soft armor, and this time I lay outside my body's soul strength was the strength that had just broken through to a junior soulmaster.” Looking at Lin Xie, who frowned deeply, Anchoy said in a less volatile tone like reading.

“Thank you, teacher.” Lin Xi's heart curled slightly, first to Angkoye solemnly did a gift, then looked down at the blood on the arrow.

He and Ben Linghan were very smart, so Anchoy just said that, and both of them understood that Anchoy was doing this to give them the most intuitive impression.

Now that both the Emperor and the Teachers of Thunder Academy feel that real fighting can improve the battle power the fastest, for this competition between the two Academies, the five freshmen selected by Thunder Academy, the blade of the soldiers in their hands, I'm afraid will contaminate more fresh blood. They will naturally know exactly how they will react and how much blood will splash when their blades are slaughtered into the same order or on practitioners who are slightly taller than themselves.

However, Lin Xi and Binhan did not have such an intuitive impression.

Two people do not know how many injuries they will cause when their current arrows really fall on the practitioner, what kind of wounds they will leave on each other and how much blood they will shed.

The power of the arrow is naturally very clear, but it is only stated in the mouth that nature is not as good as Anchor was taught, and the blood flowing through his body is clearly and deeply remembered.

.....

Lin Xi looked at the pitch-black arrow in his hand, and there was blood on both finger length arrows, while on the pitch-black arrow rod, there was almost no trace of blood.

He took a deep breath and looked at Angkoye's shoulder. Angkoye had a flowery wound on his arrow. As he looked up, Angkoye lifted this arm and waved his hand at him.

This makes him and Ben-Huan very clear that with this type of bow and arrow, he and Ben-Huan can penetrate the depth of two knuckles in the Junior Sorcerer at the moment, but unless they can hit a deadly spot, they may not be able to completely affect the opponent's fighting power. In the face of an opponent trained by a middle-class soulmaster, he and Ben Ling Han may not be opponents at all in such a face-to-face situation.

“Neither should you be discouraged, this time only a lot of limitations… with your fix at this moment, not just with this type of bow and arrow, we have more strong bows in our college that are suitable for your use now. Even high-ranking soulmasters are likely to be hit hard if you truly go to places or side forces on missions, with your manipulation and arrow skills, and with the bows and arrows that are best suited to you today. You must understand that powerful archers are always the most fearless beings of practitioners.” Looking at Lin Yiping and Lin Linghan, who felt somewhat discouraged by their lack of power, were moved by their own experiments with arrows, Anchor Yiping's faint voice taught: “It is for this reason that many practitioners do not act alone, even some powerful archers of the other side have practitioners who specialize in protecting themselves against the assassination of the other side of the archers. And that's why the college wants both of you to play at the same time. ”

“Students understand.” Lin Xie took a deep breath. Looking at the blood on Anchor's shoulder and pitch black arrows, he clearly understood that this was the difference between Vice President Xia and some people. Just as this fresh blood now makes him feel human and affectionate, making him feel more precious about life. However, those who are helped by the blood of prisoners and prisoners may increasingly lack the kind of compassion and respect for life in their hearts. So the first time Helan Hyatt saw him on that day, he just felt that he might be a threat and immediately turned from hostility into a killing intent to be carried out.

There are many people who can be killed in this world, but some of them do not necessarily have to.

“According to the killing power of ordinary bows and arrows you are now using, if I am at the bottom of the mountain right now, if you stab me with the means of falling into the moon, if I were to be mended by a junior soulmaster, my body would be perforated.” Ankoei looked at Lin Xi and Lin Linhan, and turned to look at Zhiwei Dao: “The more they joined forces, the more Lin Xi adjusted according to Lin Xian's actions, the better the accuracy rate should be, but the sooner the other party wakes up and dodges, the further away Lin Xi is, the harder it will be to hit the opponent. ”

After a slight meal, Ankoye's brow slightly wrinkled and said slowly: “I have just received word that the emperor will arrive tomorrow on the plains of the four seasons. What do you think of them? ”

Emperor Yunqin, representing the highest power and majesty in the world, will arrive tomorrow?

Lin Xi and Lin Linghan both took a deep breath, but still couldn't calm the vibration of their hearts and minds. This is a day ahead of what was anticipated by Zhuwei.

“The situation is a little embarrassing.” Zhuwei's face also turned gloomy, because it could be about real life and death, so he couldn't tell a single lie in front of Lin Xi and Ben Lin Han. He looked at Ankoei and replied coldly: “Although Lin Xi's progress is fast... but the time is still too short. With his current arrow technique, if the height exceeds 300 steps, it would be difficult to hit the opponent with precision... As you just said, the other party will certainly not stand idly waiting for him to shoot him, so he and Ben Lin Han will probably only have one shot. But a 300-step high strike, if the other person is repaired to more than an intermediate Sorcerer, will not at least render the other person completely incapacitated. ”

Anchor nodded: "Three hundred steps is certainly not high enough. ”

Lin Xi thought about it and asked sincerely: "If we hit an intermediate soulmaster on this 300-step hill, how much trauma would it leave on him? ”

“Probably deeper than my wound.” Anchor stretched out his little finger, more than a scratch. Lin Xi and Lin Linghan could see clearly, which is about an extra nail length. The wound goes deeper into this, and for practitioners, it is not fatal, after all, it cannot completely form a serious trauma.

“How many steps in height, an arrow fired, would it take to pierce the middle-class soulmaster's body?” Lin Xi glanced slightly and asked seriously.

"At least five hundred and fifty steps away," he glanced at Lin Xi. ”

“Five hundred and fifty?” While Linghan's face paused a few points. These days of practice arrow technique came down, she naturally knew that the arrows fired using the falling moon arrow technique were like falling stones in the air, such as meteorites outside the sky, at an altitude of five hundred and fifty steps, and the distance actually flown in the air was far more than five hundred and fifty steps, of which the slightest deviation, at the end of the day, would not know how far the deviation was.

Now Lin Xie shoots more accurately than she does, but only at 300 steps altitude without significant deviation. To reach 400 steps, it is almost impossible to hit the opponent with an arrow that wants to be very precise.

“Since we have no other choice, we can only practice more.” Lin Xie calmed down after looking at the obviously somewhat worried Qiwei and Ankoei.