With the help of the Yang family's marksmanship, I penetrated the world of martial arts

Chapter 2 2. So this is the martial arts world
The girl snorted softly, "Believe it or not, anyway, that's what my father told me, he won't lie to me!"

Yang Chen said: "Your father? Dare to ask your father?"

The girl immediately held her head high and said proudly, "Huang Yaoshi, have you heard of it?"

"Huang Yaoshi." Yang Chen nodded, and then said loudly, "Huang Yaoshi!"

The girl seemed startled by Yang Chen's voice, she took two steps back, and asked cautiously, "Yeah, why are you so loud?"

Yang Chen ignored the girl's doubts, but continued to ask: "Your father is Huang Yaoshi, so you are Huang Rong?"

Girl, no, Huang Rong nodded and said, "Yes, I am Huang Rong!"

"No, how do you know my name is Huang Rong?"

"Eh..." Yang Chen explained, "You said that in a dream yesterday."

"Really?" Huang Rong was suspicious.

At this time, Yang Chen had countless thoughts running wildly in his mind, and finally he came to a conclusion:

"So this is the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes!"

There is no doubt that Yang Chen is a time traveler, but he time traveled relatively early, and it was through fetal wear.

Although there is a plug-in, but for so many years he thought that he just traveled to the Southern Song Dynasty, and he didn't find out until today that it turned out to be the World of Condor Shooting.

But he can't be blamed for this, because his system is too simple.

"Host: Yang Chen
Age: Twenty

Talent: natural power

skill:
★Yang family marksmanship: lv11
Archery: lv5"

This is his current system panel. From the few crosses, who can tell that this is the system of the martial arts world?
"No, there is another question."

Yang Chen suddenly remembered something, it was a passage his father Yang Ming once said.

That was what happened when Yang Chen was taught the Yang family's marksmanship. At that time, Yang Chen asked him if he was practicing the real Yang family's marksmanship.

Yang Ming told him that this marksmanship was passed down by Yang Zaixing, and that he himself was Yang Zaixing's great-grandson.

However, his family was in decline and wars broke out. Yang Ming was separated from his family. Later, he suffered from old wounds and died of illness eight years ago.

Yang Ming also mentioned that he has a younger brother, but he didn't mention the younger brother's name.

But now, Yang Chen felt that the lost brother might be Yang Tiexin.

Huang Rong at the side didn't know what was going on in Yang Chen's mind, she just saw his face changing constantly, a little strange, so she asked:
"what happened to you?"

Her question woke Yang Chen up.

Yang Chen shook his head, "It's fine."

After a pause, he asked, "By the way, are you going north?"

Huang Rong nodded, "Yes, what's the matter!"

"I thought about it for a while, and I think what you said is right, so I'm going to go to Jin Guozhong to have a look, and I can go with you."

"Ah!" Huang Rong was a little surprised, obviously he was still very, very determined to go to Lin'an, why did he change his mind now.

But after all, what she said was more prosperous than Lin'an, and it was hard to say no, so she nodded and said:
"That's just right, we can go together, and I'm going to BJ too."

Yang Chen said: "Then let me tidy up, and then we will set off."

First, put out the fire that rose last night and cover it with soil.Then pick up your own equipment, iron guns, longbows, and arrows.

Huang Rong looked at Yang Chen carrying arrows, bow, and gun, so she asked, "Are you a hunter?"

Yang Chen nodded, "Yes! Doesn't it look like it?"

Huang Rong shook her head, with a disappointed tone, "Like, I asked because I look like me."

Then she tentatively asked again: "You... have you practiced martial arts?"

"Of course." Yang Chen casually poked forward with his gun, full of strength, "How about the Yang family's marksmanship!"

"Awesome!" Although Huang Rong said that, she still couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes.

Although the Yang family's marksmanship is well-known, it is not considered a powerful martial art in her eyes.The martial arts created by this kind of generals are very suitable for the battlefield, but their power is far inferior to the martial arts of general schools in the Jianghu.

What's more, it is very difficult to develop internal strength with such external skills. Even if Yang Chen has perfected the Yang family's marksmanship, he can barely be regarded as a second-rate master in the arena, and he is still at the bottom of the list.

Putting Huang Rong's thoughts aside, the two left the temple after packing up and headed north.

This place is on the edge of Lin'an Mansion, close to the edge of Jiankang Mansion. Because it is far away from the two prefectures, it is sparsely populated.

The two walked for half a day, and when the sun was at its peak, they found a place to rest.

"Is there anything to eat?" Huang Rong asked.

"Steamed buns!" Yang Chen said calmly.

Huang Rong curled her lips, "It's steamed buns again, isn't there anything else?"

Yang Chen shook his head, "Where would you bring gourmet food with you on your way out? Naturally, steamed buns are easy to bring." After speaking, he took out two steamed buns and handed them to Huang Rong.

But Huang Rong didn't want to eat cold steamed buns. She rolled her eyes, pointed at the bow on Yang Chen's body, and said, "Aren't you a hunter? Why don't you hunt some birds and beasts to eat? Could it be that you are not good at archery and you are afraid of being empty-handed?" And return?"

"You don't need to provoke me. There is no pot and stove here, and there is no seasoning. Even if prey is caught, with my cooking skills, it is just a waste of food."

Huang Rong stomped her feet and said angrily, "Then you didn't tell me earlier, I'm good at cooking! Hurry up and go hunting."

Yang Chen also woke up like a dream. How could he forget such an important thing? Huang Rong is a good cook. Hong Qigong passed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to that idiot Guo Jing after eating Huang Rong's cooking. boy.

So he stood up quickly, picked up his strong bow, drew two arrows from the quiver, and looked up at the sky.

This hard bow was left to him by his father. It is a rare and strong bow. It takes more than 200 catties to pull it into a full moon.

Just at this moment, two chicks flew across the sky.Yang Chen immediately bent the bow and set the arrow, moved his left arm slightly, aimed at one of them, and released the five fingers of his right hand, exactly: the bow bends like a full moon, and the arrow goes like a shooting star.

With a whoosh, the flying arrow was piercing into the body of a young chicken like lightning.

It wasn't over yet, Yang Chen bent his bow and set his arrow again, moved his arm, and another arrow flew out, hitting another chick.

"Good!" Seeing Yang Chen firing two arrows in succession, Huang Rong immediately smiled and shouted, "Good archery skills!"

Yang Chen strode towards the place where the pheasant fell, and ran back after a while with two arrows, and there was a baby chicken on each arrow.

Huang Rong took the prey, then cut open the chicken's belly with an Emei steel thorn she took out from somewhere, washed and peeled off the internal organs without plucking the hair, wrapped the outside of the chicken with water and a ball of mud, lit a fire and roasted it.

After roasting for a while, the mud reveals a sweet fragrance. After the wet mud dries up, the chicken feathers fall with the mud, and the chicken is white and tender, with a strong aroma.

(End of this chapter)