Yi Yun shook his head and placed down the Sequoia Bow.
“Oh? You find it too light?” Yan Menglong smiled at Yi Yun.
Yi Yun nodded, “It’s not bad now, but my strength grows rapidly. This bow will outlive its use very soon.”
For a peak-Purple blood warrior to be able to string the bow made it unchallenging for Yi Yun.
“Haha, good! Follow me!” Yan Menglong said and brought Yi Yun around a large stone pillar. He retrieved a bow from behind the pillar, “Try this one.”
Yan Menglong threw a black iron bow over to Yi Yun. He looked meaningfully at Yi Yun, as if he wanted to test him.
Yi Yun caught the bow and immediately felt his arms sink!
Such a heavy bow!
Yi Yun was shocked. This bow was difficult for an ordinary warrior to lift, let alone stringing it to shoot arrows.
Yi Yun used his strength to pull. The bow gave a dull sound as he only managed to pull it open by a tiny amount.
Yi Yun raised his eyebrow. It sure was hard! With his strength of being able to pull hundreds of thousands of pounds of beast meat, he could not open up this bow!
“Even a peak-Purple Blood warrior might not be able to use this black iron bow. How is it, do you think it’s enough for you?”
Yi Yun went into deep thought for a while. He closed his eyes and felt the bow’s energy and the tremors when he pulled the bow. After that, Yi Yun shook his head.
“Oh?” Yan Menglong frowned slightly. “You can only pull open this bow by a tiny amount, and you still think its not enough? You do know that pulling the initial way just uses a tiny amount of strength. When you reach the end, you will need even more strength! This bow is enough for you in the Purple Blood realm, and you are not satisfied?”
Yi Yun thought for a while and considered his choice of words, “The strength needed is enough, but… when I held the bow, it was lacking a compatibility… It was like there a lacking spiritual connection.”
Yi Yun’s voice was hesitant, as he described with uncertainty, the mysterious feelings he had when pulling the bow. Although there was a weak compatible feeling when he touched the Sequoia Bow, it still existed.
But when it came to the black iron bow, it only felt cold to Yi Yun.
“Oh?” Yan Menglong looked with Yi Yun with surprise, “You actually have that feeling? Compatibility?”
“Yes,” Yi Yun nodded.
Yan Menglong took the black iron bow from Yi Yun and casually pulled it. The black iron bow gave off a dull sound before it was pulled fully open.
Yan Menglong released.
“Peng!”
A loud ring came from the bow as it quivered. It was like the surrounding air had been pulled along by this great strength and giving off violent tremors!
Yi Yun looked with hidden surprise. He was curious about Yan Menglong’s arm strength.
“Kid, you sure have some insight. This black iron bow may be heavy, but… it’s value is much lower than the Sequoia Bow you saw earlier! The Sequoia Bow was made specially by a blacksmith refiner. But this black iron bow was only made by a high-class blacksmith. The black iron bow is hard only because of its material!”
“Looks like… Among the long-range weapons, you have some natural sensitivity with bows… Not bad!”
Yan Menglong hesitated for a moment before saying, “Fine! Since then, I’ll show you that bow…”
Saying that, Yan Menglong brought Yi Yun deep into the armory. In the deepest parts of the armory, after going around a stone pillar, Yi Yun saw a door made of stone.
Seeing this stone door made Yi Yun excited as he was full of anticipation.
In the Divine Capital Armory, this bow was still kept separately in a secret chamber, which meant it was extraordinary!
Yan Menglong took out a key and opened the stone door. Yi Yun followed him into a stone chamber. On the stone wall, there was a black long bow. By the two ends of the bow, there were bayonets.