"Let me think, the records seem to indicate that the Taibo Bow does not have any matching 'arrows,' so the arrows used by Lu Tong were later forged iron arrows, nothing special—the key lies in this bow."
Zhao Douan tentatively bent the bow, without equipping it, only drawing it back, making the motion of drawing a bow.
In an instant, strands of Qi Mechanism were pulled out, speckled light spots exuded section by section, and upon bending the bow, they surprisingly formed an illusory arrow.
At the same time, a wind sound suddenly echoed in Zhao Douan's ear, mixed with the moaning and whisper-like sounds of old tree branches fluttering in the breeze.
He suddenly had a premonition that as long as he released the shot, he could hit the target with unerring accuracy!
