บท 508: Magnificent

The bow he held was a tad bit not suited for him as he made it very specifically for Feng Yi, but he adjusted his grip.

However, as she took out an arrow and wanted to give it to him, he shook his head with a smile, and put his left hand on the bowstring.

Spiritual Qi started forming an arrow already nocked onto the bow, and as she felt the sharpness from it her skin prickled and her teeth became numb.

The Spiritual Qi arrow's inside was constantly moving as there appeared to be a constant flowing cycle, moving in a specific pattern.

He drew the bow with ease while Spiritual Qi ran on the surface of the bow limbs and the string in beautiful ways and then aimed to the side.

*Twang*

A tense sound of the bowstring being released resounded, and Feng Yi's eyes captured an arched line made of Spiritual Qi that moved right but then curved left.