C3 Superhard Arch

The snowflakes were still gently drifting about, but Bei Feng's was much gentler. The snowflakes were not large, nor were they dense. They were like pure white feathers or crystalline willow catkins. They danced slowly in the wind like beautiful snow fairies.

"Come on, let's go hunt."

Early in the morning, Yang Bao began to shout, urging his mother to cook breakfast and was about to go hunting. Yesterday, he had played at Uncle Cheng's house and was extremely idle. He had prepared hunting gear for Yang Lin in the morning and even borrowed a horse for Yang Lin. The three of them had one horse each.

"Big brother, our family only has twelve strong stone bows, you can't pull them. This is a Six Rock Strong Bow that I specifically borrowed for you.

Yang Bao was truly a considerate person. Seeing that Yang Lin was a weak scholar, he especially borrowed a softer bow for Yang Lin. Yang Lin held the Six Rock Strong Bow in his hand and looked at it carefully. Compared to the strong bow in Yang Bao's hand, the bow's arm was indeed thinner by half. Since all the young villagers could pull him apart, he had the strength to do so. He could probably make a fool of himself too.

"Alright, let me try."

Although he hadn't learned how to shoot, he had seen the competition on television. It shouldn't be difficult for him to do so. Yang Lin straightened his body, grabbed the bow with his left hand and an arrow with his right hand. He tightened his grip on the arrow and nocked it on the bowstring. He raised the bow and faced the mountain in front of Yang Hu's house.

"Whap."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, startling the sparrows on the tree, causing them to fly up. The drifting snowflakes danced chaotically, the six stone bow's arm was broken into two, startling Yang Lin. He stood there dumbfounded, and the arrow was still obediently held in his hand.

"Heavens, you actually broke it?!"

Yang Hu and Yang Bao were also startled. Yang Bao immediately ran up and snatched the broken bow, his eyes were wide open as he looked carefully. Even Yang Hu's father stared at Yang Lin in disbelief. Yang Bao even suspected that Yang Shun had lent him a rotten bow.

"No way, big brother, you actually broke a strong six-stone bow? Everyone uses a Six Rock Strong Bow. There aren't many who can use an Eight Stone Strong Bow or a Ten Stone Strong Bow. Try my bow again. Let me tell you, out of the over ten thousand people in our area, there are less than ten who can use a strong twelve-stone bow. "

"Is that so?"

Yang Lin himself didn't know what was going on. Although he was strong enough and strong enough, it wasn't easy for him to break a strong bow. He picked up the twelve-stone strong bow, weighed it in his hand, and once again nocked the arrow to the bowstring.

Looking at the target in front of him, Yang Lin was aiming at a big tree. Such a big target shouldn't be missed, right? He suddenly pulled the bowstring and the bow immediately bent backwards. As Yang Lin exerted more force, the bow became more and more bent, more and more bent …

"Wait …"

Just as Yang Lin was about to shoot, Yang Bao suddenly raised his hand high and cried out. Yang Lin quickly let go of the bowstring in his hand and turned around. The three Yang family members gaped their mouths and looked at Yang Lin with frightened eyes.

"Oh my god, I've lived for more than forty years. I've never seen anyone who could pull the Twelve Stone Bow to such an extent. "Our family can be considered quite strong in this area. It seems that your strength is even greater than ours. These twelve strong stone bows cannot be pulled by you."

Yang Hu's father could not believe his eyes. This was a strong bow made out of twelve stones, how could it be a toy in his hands? He took the bow from Yang Bao and gave it to him. Then he once again sized up Yang Lin, bitterly smiling as he shook his head.

"I didn't think that a scholar like you, who looked weak, would have such strength." The strong twelve stone bows are the most powerful bow and arrow we can find. "

Yang Lin only wanted to shoot a little farther, so he didn't use much strength. How could he pull such a strong bow so far? He could not help but look at his own hands. They were still the same hands, but there were no changes. Could it be that after his body was reconstituted, his strength had increased?

"Then let's borrow a strong bow made out of twelve stones. As long as we can hunt, it's fine. I'll be careful to pull it back in the future and not break it."

"Hehe, big brother, do you think that these twelve stone strong bows are easy to borrow? "There aren't many people in our area who use strong bows. Even if they want to buy one, they have to first go to the county to order. They can only get one this time next year."

Who knew that Yang Hu would actually laugh. His words were filled with pride and helplessness. Unexpectedly, he picked up a big brother. He thought he was a weak scholar, but he turned out to be a mighty warrior. If he were to fight again in the future, he would definitely be a good helper.

"Oh, does it take that long to make a bow?"

"Yes, it would take at least a year to make a strong bow, from picking materials to drying, then to making a shape, drying, fixing, and finally painting. "For a moment, I really couldn't find a suitable bow.

Yang Hu's father recounted the process of making a bow to Yang Lin, only then did Yang Lin realize that there was something so complicated about making a work of art. It seemed like he could only borrow a softer bow. He had to make do with it and customize another strong bow when he had the chance in the future.

"Then forget it, let's borrow a flexible bow."

"Wait, dad, doesn't the courtyard of the Yang family have a 24 stone longbow? "We are going to the Yang Family compound to borrow money."

Yang Bao seemed to have suddenly remembered as he quickly told his father. Who knew that his father's face would suddenly become warm and furious. He fiercely glared at Yang Bao, causing him to stick out his tongue in fear. Yang Bao's father hesitated for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Sigh, if I wanted to lend it to you, then go hunting. I won't be going, I'll rest at home today."

"Alright, let's go then."

Yang Hu pulled the horse over and passed the reins to Yang Lin. This made it difficult for Yang Lin to stay. He had never ridden a horse before, and this horse made him a bit timid. The bare horse's back was only tied with a quilt, and there wasn't even a place to squat.

"Big brother, don't worry and ride. This horse is honest."

Seeing Yang Hu and Yang Bao jump up, Yang Lin thought about it and decided that he couldn't let them laugh. Gritting his teeth, he jumped up. Needless to say, this horse was extremely obedient. After Yang Lin mounted it, it unexpectedly didn't move at all. When Yang Hu and Yang Bao's horses moved, he followed suit.

"Yang Hu, Yang Bao, uncle doesn't seem to be happy about us coming to the Yang Mansion to borrow bows and arrows."

Just now when Yang Bao said he wanted to borrow a bow from the Yang family's courtyard, Yang Hu's father was already very unhappy. Yang Lin had always been puzzled, thinking of Yang Hu's father's attitude towards Uncle Cheng yesterday, Yang Lin felt that Yang Hu's father was not close to Uncle Cheng. He didn't know what grudges they had exactly, and didn't want to cause any trouble. Yang Hu and Yang Bao looked at each other, as if they didn't want to talk about the past. However, after seeing Yang Lin's expression, it was Yang Bao who finally spoke.

"My father was originally the head of the servants in the Yang family compound. Ten years ago, when Master Yang died, my father left the compound, and Uncle Cheng took over as the head of the servants in the Yang family compound. We don't know why Dad quit. He never told us. Ever since he came home, he never mentioned anything about the Yang Family compound. Even towards Uncle Cheng, he would try his best to avoid it. "

No wonder, so his father was the head of the family servant, he must be related to Master Yang's death. After ten years, he should have forgotten all the grudges. Yang Lin suddenly started to care about the Yang Family's matter.

"Oh, tell me about the Yang Family's compound."

"The Yang Mansion is now run by a madam. Master Yang has one wife and two concubines, but only one daughter is born. After the death of Master Yang, the two aunts went back to their families to remarry, leaving the two of them to fend for themselves. The eldest miss is seventeen years old this year, her name is Yang Juan, and I heard that the madam is looking for a son-in-law for the eldest miss.

This is a good opportunity. How about I become your son-in-law? Not only could he pick up a wife, but he also had to leave behind a large amount of wealth. Haha, isn't this kind of thinking a bit despicable?

"Uncle was the head servant before, his kung fu must be very strong, did you two brothers learn kung fu from him?"

"My father has been a servant in the Yang family compound since young, learning martial arts from an old martial arts master. That old martial arts master taught my father and Uncle Cheng his apprentices, who had the highest martial arts among the servants, thus he became the head of the family. We brothers have also learned from our father, so we can't be considered to have high martial arts. Our main goal is to train in the way of the spear and sabers, but my father forbid us to be domestic servants. Even if we learn martial arts, it will be useless. "

It was getting better and better, this Yang Hu and Yang Bao still knew martial arts. If the yellow cloth goes on a rampage, could he use this opportunity to raise an armed force and also become a dry warlord? If he could achieve climate change, he could just rely on Cao Cao.

"Then how could there be such a tough longbow in the Yang Family Compound?"

"Those longbows are actually bed bows. They are tied to the bed, but they are extremely precious. According to Yang Song and Yang Bai, the bow arms of the longbow were made of fine steel, ox horn, bamboo, and zhenwood, which were folded together. They were glued together with whale glue and entwined together with fine silk and ox tendon. They tied the longbow to a wooden frame and usually used a few people to pull it open. They could shoot more than 1000 steps and specifically shoot the bandits in the distance to prevent them from getting close. "Knowing that the Yang Family has such a tough Zhang Gong, ordinary bandits wouldn't dare to target the Yang Family's house."

While the three of them were talking, they unknowingly saw the Yang Family's courtyard. The entire Yang Family compound was located on a mountain, occupying the entire mountaintop. It was a total of 500 mu of land, and a city wall was built on the hillside. From afar, there was a thick layer of snow pressing on the city wall, making it look like a postcard for a castle in the snow.

It was said that there were many bandits in the mountain and they especially liked to rob rich families like theirs. A large family could only rely on these high walls and servants to defend themselves, Uncle Cheng was the head of the servants here, and Yang Hu's father had also protected here before.

The manor was surrounded by dozens of villages, which were scattered around the courtyard of the Yang family. The manor was located in the middle of the mountains, less than ten miles away from them.

These villages were all named by Master Yang, either by Yang Chong, or Yang Jiatai, or Yang Jiagao, Yang Jiayan, or Yang Jiayan. Anyway, this is Master Yang's territory. If you want to live here, you have to listen to Master Yang.

Walking to the gate of the Yang family compound, the snow dancing in the air became thinner and thinner. The guards at the gate obviously knew Yang Hu and Yang Bao, and after hearing that they were here to borrow Zhang Gong, they immediately ran in to inform Uncle Cheng. Not long later, Uncle Cheng ran over. Knowing that Yang Lin wanted to borrow Zhang Gong, he immediately widened his eyes in shock.

"It can't be, you have so much strength?"

"Haha, Uncle Cheng, try it and you will know. If I can't pull the longbow open, what's the use of lending it to me? "

"I do have a longbow, but I coincidentally made another one this year. I haven't used one yet and the master who made it said that it is much more than 24 stones and it still hasn't been placed on the bed yet. "You guys wait here, I'll go and ask the madame first."

When Uncle Cheng went in to ask his wife, Yang Lin couldn't help but be a little worried. With Yang Hu and Yang Bao's face, would the madam agree to lend it to them? At this moment, Yang Song and Yang Bai, who worked as servants in the Yang Family compound, came over. They had heard that Yang Hu and Yang Bao had come to visit them.

"What?" Brother wants to use a longbow? "Oh my god, how can you move us all by yourself when we normally have to do so many times?"

"Hehe, I just want to give it a try." I wonder if Madam will lend it to me? "

"Madam is very good to people. If you can move her, I think she will lend you some money. The Yang family's compound will be made every year, there are already more than ten of them. If you don't want to borrow new ones, it shouldn't be a problem to borrow old ones. "

"Hur hur, that's good. It doesn't matter if it's new or old. As long as there's a bow, it'll be useful."

After chatting for a while, Uncle Cheng walked over. From his expression, it could be seen that Madam had already agreed. Sure enough, the moment he walked up to her, he said with a smile.

"You really do have some face. Madam has already agreed. However, the Madam said that you have to stay here before you can borrow it. "Let's go. Come with me to the training field at the back to test your bow."

Hearing that his wife had agreed, Yang Hu and Yang Bao revealed a smile. They quickly handed their horses over to the guards, pulled Yang Lin, and followed Uncle Cheng to the field where the servants were practicing martial arts.

"Hurry, hurry! I heard that someone came to borrow Zhang Gong. They are going to test Zhang Gong in the training field. Let's go watch the fun."

"Let's go, let's go and take a look at this Hercules fellow."

As Yang Lin was walking towards the sports field, he suddenly saw a commotion in the courtyard of the Yang family. Although the snow was still falling, the servants, servants, and girls who were not on duty all ran out, running towards the sports field together. They didn't put Snowflake in their eyes at all, as if they were running to see something strange.

"Big brother, they are all here to see you shoot the arrows."

"Hehe, they thought they were just watching a monkey game."

Yang Lin self-deprecatingly smiled, but in his heart he was a little scared. The twenty-four stone longbow was not comparable to the twelve stone bows. It was likely not something that could be pulled by just a single fold with a single increase in strength. Judging from Uncle Cheng's words, there were more than twenty-four stone bows. If he couldn't open it himself, then he would be utterly humiliated.

Arriving at the training field almost scared Yang Lin out of his wits. There were already more than 300 people gathered, how could there be so many servants and servants in the Yang family courtyard? He saw that at the side of the field, there was a higher stand. It was probably used by Master Yang to watch the servants practice martial arts, but now there was a big chair. Chief Steward Yang Fa, along with a few servants, was holding up a bamboo umbrella to shield the snowflakes from the large chair.

"Madam, Miss is here."

With a cry of alarm, the servants and servants opened up a path. A woman in her thirties walked towards the sports field, accompanied by a group of maids. Yang Lin turned around and saw a dignified and graceful woman standing in front of him. She was dressed in pure white and simple clothes. Her two strands of hair gently brushed against her face. She smiled faintly and, like a queen, walked to the big chair in the grandstand and sat down.

Beside her stood a little girl, this was probably the young miss of the Yang family. It was a beautiful woman, in a light red dress, with long hair, a tall figure, and an enchanting waist. Although she was not yet of mature age, her pale red lips and rosy cheeks exuded a youthful vigor. She was like a budding flower brimming with vitality.

"Zhang Gong, please."

Suddenly, Uncle Cheng shouted. Two servants respectfully opened a wooden box and took out a long bow. In front of everyone's eyes, they walked towards Yang Lin. Finally, they stood in front of Yang Lin and presented four hands in front of him.

"Hur hur."

Yang Lin smiled a little unnatural. It was just trying out the bow, so why was it so solemn, as if it was for inspection. He held the longbow in his hand and couldn't help but be shocked. Damn, this was much heavier than the strong twelve stone bow. He weighed it in his hand and found that it was at least three times heavier.

"How is it? "Big brother."

Yang Bao was also frightened by this battle. He only needed to glance at Zhang Gong to know the weight of Zhang Gong. He couldn't help but worry for Yang Lin. The longbow was almost eight feet long and was about the same height as them. If they couldn't pull it off, wouldn't they be making a fool out of themselves by coming to the door?

"Don't worry, no problem."

Yang Lin wasn't someone who could be easily scared off. He had seen a great competition before, and this kind of lineup was no problem. Smiling, he reached out his hand and took a long arrow from the hands of the Yang Bao. Calmly, he placed the long arrow on the bowstring.

He looked up at the field, through the flying snowflakes, and saw a small patch of forest at the edge of the field. A dozen bowl-sized pine trees stood upright in the snow, their bodies covered in silver. He looked at the nearest pine tree and thought to himself, This is it.

He closed his eyes and turned his face to the sky. Snowflakes fell on his face and quickly melted into water, turning into streams that trickled slowly down his neck and melted into cool streams. In an instant, his heart was at peace, as if he was standing on a penalty ball line. Despite the cheers from the crowd, only the arrow remained in his heart.

"Open!"

He let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth, shaking the snowflakes in the air, causing them to tumble and dance about chaotically. Exerting force into his arms, the arrowhead on the twenty-four stone longbow bent inward, then again, until it was directly in front of his eyes.

"Swoosh …"