Shoot The Dragon With One Arrow

In the evening, the temperature drops.

Evan hid in the shadow of the corner and exhaled, the white mist gradually dissipated under the dim light.

Today’s archery practice, Evan failed, at most one hit only seven consecutive hits.

As long as the number of hits increases, Gallaher's throwing speed will rise a step, always hitting Evan a completely unprepared.

Evan thinks Gallaher is making things difficult for him.

Gallaher also simply asked Evan to find something to throw, as fast as he can throw it, he will make a sample.

Then Evan threw it away.

He chose a stone and threw it out with the energy of milking.

Without any buffer time, almost the stone was exploded by an arrow when it flew no more than five meters from Evan's hand.

Evan sighed, "I have mastered Jue. I thought I was quite good, but after such a comparison, I feel that I have a long way to go."

After gains and losses, Evan involuntarily began to rub the ring of sighs on his fingers. Since accidentally activating the ring that day, he has been trying to release the Wall of Sighs again, but he couldn't succeed in life and death.

He was quite sure that he was undoubtedly the one who activated the ring at that time.

But he couldn't understand the causality.

First of all, this is a magic ring. To activate it, Battle Qi or magic is required. This is an unshakable prerequisite. And Evan did activate the ring, but he didn't have Battle Qi or magic power.

Evan at first wondered when he might accidentally become Battle Qi. In fact, he thought too much, and he couldn't find a trace of Battle Qi in his body.

The cries of the ball interrupted Evan's thoughts.

"Come out."

The night wing tavern opposite finally closed, the magic lamp went out, and the guests left stumblingly, and finally came out of the tavern with a plainly dressed youth.

The young man locked the door, tightened his clothes, and turned into the street by the right hand.

This young man is the target of Evan's squatting.

He is the buddy of this nightwing tavern. At the same time, he is also a half-demon. He hides in the tavern to gather information for the wood monster clan.

According to the information on Louis's note, his strength is about the second rank warrior level of human beings. It is very suitable to be used as the target of the first hunting trial.

Evan slowed down and walked through the shadows.

The young man looks no different from ordinary people. He is a half-demon, born from a human infant mixed with the blood of a wood demon, and theoretically still belongs to humans.

But since he appeared on Louis's note, it means that he has been completely brainwashed and treats himself as a wood demon from the bottom of his heart.

Evan adjusted his breathing and entered a state of absolute extinction. At the same time, he activated the bear emblem, and the shadow reflected on one wall expanded and enlarged.

The quiver behind him is full of no less than thirty arrows.

Evan also just discovered the last time that the arrows in reality are installed in the quiver, and they will still exist in the next summon. This discovery solves the problem that the arrows are always insufficient. However, those arrows will not be taken into the dream state, and the five wooden arrows are still restricted during dream hunting.

Thirty arrows, five are wooden arrows regenerated from the quiver, ten are wooden arrows from the arrow technique training ground, and the other fifteen are Flame Arrows that Evan specially purchased today. Specially used to deal with wood monsters.

This kind of magical arrow does not require energy to activate.

"Fifteen Flame Arrows cost me 30 Silver Coins. If it weren’t for drawing and making money, I wouldn’t dare to buy it. It’s too extravagant."

Evan Full Bowstring, aiming at the half-demon youth ahead.

"en? What is he doing?"

Evan did not shoot the arrow because the young man's actions caught his attention.

It's late at night, and it's hard to see the silhouette.

The young man looked around and confirmed that there was no one around. He sneakily walked to the bottom of a red paulownia tree next to him, took out a knife to cut his arm, and let the blood spill on the ground.

After spraying for nearly one minute, he stopped and began to heal himself with ointment.

xiu-Evan will not wait any longer.

The young man noticed the danger and suddenly raised his head, but before he could react, he was hit by an arrow in his chest. With a bang, the turbulent flame completely submerged him.

The young man screamed and hurriedly rolled on the ground, finally blasting the fire to his face, but only half his life remained.

"It's a bit of a sniper."

Evan walked out of the shadows, he felt the superiority of the archer for the first time, hiding in the dark, and winning with one blow. Flame Arrow's formidable power made him very satisfied, and the money was not spent in vain.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man raised his head laboriously. When he saw Evan's appearance, he suddenly showed hatred in his eyes, "The curly-haired boy, it's you, the enemy of our race!"

"Wait, do you recognize me?" Evan surprisedly said.

Draco has been killed. No one in the Wood Monster clan should know his existence.

"Dare to fight against my clan..., wash your neck and wait for death." The young man was dying, still having cruel words in his mouth.

Evan's face was gloomy, what went wrong, and why he was stared at by the Wood Demon clan.

Seizing the moment Evan was distracted, the youth suddenly released the wooden thorns and launched a sneak attack.

Evan is distracted, but it doesn't mean that he has lost his vigilance, but it seems that he doesn't need him to deal with this demon. The ball opened its mouth and sprayed, and the red unrolled bolt of white silk brushed between Evan and the youth, cutting off the wood thorns that came, and slowly flying towards the youth.

"Good ball, continue to control the unrolled bolt of white silk to move over." Evan commanded.

After training, the ball spitting unrolled bolt of white silk has become more and more proficient, and the speed is getting faster and faster. Evan has begun to train it to control its own unrolled bolt of white silk.

Otherwise, every time it is a sharp attack, Evan's help is very limited.

In the young man's horrified eyes, the unrolled bolt of white silk fell on him, cutting his neck in half sharply.

"Well, a good ball." Evan praised.

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Evan came to the reddish-brown soil, looking at the reddish-brown soil that was dyed by blood, with doubts.

"Why did he bleed himself? Is there something hidden here?"

Evan squatted down and began to pull the dirt, but found a dark green at the root of the tree , A broad bean-sized object.

He reached out and pinched it, trying to pull it off, but with a snap, a root was suddenly stretched out of the "broad bean" and hit Evan's hand. Evan shook his hand, and the "broad bean" fell down, and the roots were like an excavator. In a blink of an eye, the "broad bean" was about to sink into the soil.

Evan grabbed it, and caught it before the "broad bean" was about to disappear.

He looked at the struggling "broad bean" waving the roots in his hand, and he had a guess in his heart, "Looking at these roots, although their attack power is slightly weaker, they are different from what they have encountered before. The bloodthorn seeds are very similar."

It is attached to the root of this sycamore tree, and it is probably absorbing energy.

Just like on the day of the Dragon Hunting Show, the trees in the entire forest were sucked and withered by the blood thorn seeds.

Evan tore a piece of cloth from his clothes to wrap the seed.