This bow and arrow were specially made by the Yuh Family for training direct lineage family members.
Unlike ordinary cold weapons.
The minerals used to forge the bow and arrow are unique to the City of the World, with a very high density.
Those who haven’t undergone strength training can’t even lift the bow and arrow.
The last time Fu Yunshen came to the Yuh Family’s manor, the Fourth Young Master glanced from afar.
He thought Fu Yunshen was very thin and didn’t seem to have much muscle.
He definitely couldn’t lift it.
Might even fall on his face.
After the Fourth Young Master put down the bow and arrow, he immediately released his hand.
However, to his surprise.
Fu Yunshen easily picked up the longbow, even weighed it in his hand, as if he were just holding a cup, so lightly.
He lifted his eyes, curved his lips, and smiled nonchalantly: "Okay."
The three direct lineage young masters exchanged glances, somewhat surprised.
Did he really pick it up?
But being able to lift it doesn’t mean he can hit the target.
"Big brother is impressive." The Fifth Young Master took a step back, "Let’s start with big brother then; he must set a good example for us."
Fu Yunshen raised his eyes lightly, lifted his long arm, and slowly drew the bowstring.
However, he wasn’t aiming at the target in front but at the sky.
"Big brother, you need to aim at the target." The Fifth Young Master glanced over, "At this angle, it will shoot out."
Fu Yunshen had already released his hand.
"Whoosh, whoosh——"
Five arrows shot out simultaneously, disappearing from sight in an instant due to their speed.
The three direct lineage young masters looked up.
The targets stood still in front of them, not a single arrow on any of them.
"Just like this?" Old Madam Yuh sneered, more agitated, "Five arrows, not a single one hit the target; if it were Shaoying, he would hit five targets with one arrow."
She had said it long ago.
Those outside the City of the World can’t compare to their indigenous residents at all.
There was no way she would let someone like that inherit the Yuh Family.
Zhu Sha smiled silently, lifted her teacup and gently blew on it, her expression as pristine as ever.
"Big brother, you really aren’t good at this; drawing the bow and shooting arrows isn’t done like that." The Fifth Young Master became more confident, "Come on, big brother, I’ll show you how to really shoot; watch——"
He hadn’t finished speaking.
"Pop!"
"Pop!"
"Pop!"
Suddenly, several black objects fell from the sky, landing with a pattering noise.
The Fifth Young Master froze for a moment, looking down.
The five arrows shot by Fu Yunshen were neatly arranged on the ground.
Each arrow had three birds skewered on it, with each bird pierced in the exact same spot.
"Thud," the bow and arrow in the Fifth Young Master’s hand fell to the ground,
he stared blankly at the fifteen birds, completely dumbfounded.
The other two young masters also went silent, exchanging wide-eyed glances.
They were all aware of how fast these birds could fly.
Usually, they couldn’t be caught with the naked eye.
Even during occasional hunting gatherings of top noble families, these birds weren’t included in the hunt.
Yet Fu Yunshen casually shot a few arrows and hit fifteen birds at once.
As if making candied hawthorn skewers.
"..."
The scene was silent for a moment.
Old Madam Yuh’s old face turned flush, as if someone had slapped her across a distance, burning painfully.
The smile on Zhu Sha’s face slowly disappeared, her expression for the first time becoming solemn.
Ever since she married into the Yuh Family under the Sage Academy’s orders, she had never encountered something beyond her control in nearly two decades.
Initially, knowing that Fu Liuying had a child, Zhu Sha paid it no mind at all.
But she had learned from the Sage Academy that Fu Liuying’s blood had special properties.
It could detoxify and even replenish the body’s essence.
Therefore, she paid some attention to Fu Yunshen, but only intended to use some of his blood for experiments.
But now?
Aside from anything else, in terms of strength alone, the power Fu Yunshen demonstrated surpassed Yuh Shaoying’s.
Zhu Sha’s gaze gradually deepened.
She took a sip of tea without changing her expression, her lashes lowering.
Fu Yunshen didn’t put down the bow.
His fox-like eyes narrowed slightly: "Arrow."
When the Fifth Young Master came back to his senses, he was already uncontrollably handing over the arrow.
He just wanted to slap himself.
Why was his hand so disobedient!
A cold voice sounded, "Who’s bold?"
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