Douluo's dark martial arts

in the afternoon,

After the last class, Teach dragged his exhausted body out of Notting College. The one-hour claw skills at noon and the physical fitness class in the afternoon made every cell in his body feel sore and swollen.

Walking towards the Xiao family's soul-hunting gear shop in the east of the city, passers-by on the road saw the uniform of Notting College on which they were wearing, and their eyes showed envy.

For ordinary people, the status of a soul master is no less than that of a disciple of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty in the previous life. The monthly subsidy that a first-level soul master receives is enough for his family to live comfortably without having to work. Compared with the daily hard work of ordinary people, the gap is simply huge. Not too big

However, this is the nature of the world. People who have sufficient value themselves are still qualified to be retained even if they do not create the value they deserve, just like the firearms displayed in the arsenal of previous lives.

Even if they don't shoot, they still have the qualifications to be retained.

"Looking at the time, Tang San should have entered the Soul Hunting Forest by now, right?"

Tiqi walked on the road and looked at the scenery of the small town along the road. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his shoulders. He seemed to have returned to his previous life when he came home from school. The breeze blew his cheeks and his whole body relaxed.

He only saw Xiao Wu in class today. Tang San probably went to the Soul Hunting Forest with the master last night. It is estimated that when Tang San comes back, there will be a conflict between Xiao Wu and Xiao Chenyu.

But these are all trivial matters. For Tiqi, everything is finally developing in a good direction. The advantages in meditation and the resources of Wuhun Palace are enough to satisfy his current appetite.

Not surprisingly, the six years at Notting City will be the easiest time for him in the past 50 years. The pressure he will bear after that may make him breathless.

After walking a few streets, Tiqi saw the front of Xiao's soul-hunting gear shop. A three-story building stood facing the street, with a large gold-painted signboard hanging on it, which was very eye-catching.

"A big family is a big family, and small businesses are so big." Tiqi came to the door of the shop and looked up at the gold-plated plaque and couldn't help but smash it.

The Xiao family is involved in almost every business in Notting City. They can become the city lord because the Xiao family has a very solid foundation in Notting City. The rich industrial structure gives them an almost irreplaceable and important position in the city.

It can be said that without the Xiao family, the large number of unemployed people caused by the collapse of these industries would be enough to cause a small panic in the city.

In peacetime, such influence has completely exceeded the value of the civilian soul master group in the city.

This is also the capital that Xiao Chenyu relies on in Notting City.

Stepping into the door, a faint scent of incense hit your face. There were many soul masters in the store selecting hunting equipment in front of the counter.

The mixed hunting soul is full of many unstable factors. Everything from survival to hunting requires the support of external objects.

Without absolute strength, no one would think of fighting a soul beast on their own.

A sleeping bag mixed with the scent of a spirit beast,

It allows the soul hunting team to avoid being attacked by soul beasts when they are resting at night while searching for soul beasts in the wild. Although the smell above is not very pleasant,

90 year old mandala snake tendon woven bird net trap,

It can effectively limit the struggle of bird soul beasts that are less than 300 years old in the Soul Hunting Forest, making it easier for soul masters to capture soul beasts on the ground.

A short three-edged spear forged from fine iron,

Thrown or used by a beast martial soul soul master, the dent on the triangular edge after piercing the body of the soul beast can cause lasting bleeding damage to the soul beast, and can have a very good weakening effect on large soul beasts.

Walking all the way to the third floor, there were obviously fewer people here, and the atmosphere seemed a bit lighter. Hanging on the walls were large bows and crossbows, and even bed crossbows equipped for city defense.

Let this thing come, the Soul Sect is strong enough to withstand it. The thick-wrist arrows are matched with two big tendons of a century-old soul beast and a big tendon of a thousand-year soul beast. The original attack method can still cause considerable damage.

"Uh...this kid, are you separated from the adults?"

The clerk at the counter noticed Tiqi who was alone, and thought that Tiqi had become separated from his family. He walked out from behind the counter and said,

"I'll take you to the waiting room on the first floor first. Stop running around. My family will be anxious if they can't find you."

"Don't scare me... I'll be anxious if they find me..."

Tiqi's eyes twitched slightly when he heard the clerk's words. Although he knew that the other person meant well, if his family really found him, he would not be able to accept it in a short time.

"I'm Xiao Chenyu's friend. He asked me to bring this to you to pick out a bow."

Tiqi took out the certificate Xiao Chenyu gave him and handed it to the clerk.

Nothing unexpected happened. After confirming the authenticity of the certificate, the clerk looked at Tiqi with a bit of envy in his eyes and adjusted to working mode.

"Then which kind of bow do you want, beef tendon, silk or python tendon? We have bamboo, ironwood, mahogany and other materials for the arrow arms."

The clerk thoughtfully introduced Tiqi to the selection and matching of bows and arrows.

"It just suits my size and strength. I'm not used to it being too big and too hard."

Tiqi glanced at the big black curved bow that was placed in the corner where the crossbow should be pressed on the bed. If conditions allowed, of course he would also like to shoot a big eagle with a curved bow, but unfortunately his six-year-old body was really not strong enough.

"Hmm...how about this decorative bow? It has bamboo arms and python tendon strings, but the 35-pound draw weight may be a bit difficult for you."

After some selection, the clerk took out a simple bamboo bow from under the counter. Although the material was not as strong as other bows for decorative purposes, the 35-pound pulling force was still a bit difficult for a six-year-old child.

"It's okay, I'll try first."

Tiqi stretched out his hand to take the bamboo bow, feeling the rough feel of the cloth wrapped around the lone bamboo arrow arm with his palm. He reached out and put his fingers on the bow string, and then followed the technique Xiao Chenyu told him,

collapse!

The contraction of his back muscles drove the chest expansion movement, and Tiqi pulled the entire bow into a full moon shape. This was not his limit. After absorbing the century-old soul ring last time, his body functions were no less than those of ordinary adults.

Slowly controlling the bow string to return to its original position is the key to what Xiao Chenyu told him. On the one hand, the strength of the blow is to exert force, and on the other hand, it is because emptying the bow string will cause great damage to the bow.

Once the fully-charged bow string is released, the released power will be directly transmitted to the bow body, and the structure of the bow arm cannot withstand such damage.

It can range from a hidden injury to the bow arm to a direct break of the bow arm.

The size and strength of this 35-pound bow string are just right for Tiqi. After confirming the choice of this bow with the store clerk, he signed and packed it. Tiqi took the bow and arrows he got and turned around to leave the store and prepare to return to the academy.

"An ordinary and fulfilling student life." Tiqi said with emotion as he looked at the setting sun on the horizon.

Little did he know that when he walked out of the store, a pair of eyes in the alley had already stared at him.

At the entrance of the alley under the afterglow, young hands held a small piece of rusty iron bar, and the brown pupils under the broken lenses reflected Teach's back on the street.

"You are the one..."