"Yeah!" Ling Xiang clapped his hands. Ten thousand spirit stones arrived in his account. It would be nice to have more sponsors like him.
Nangong Yu pulled out Ling Xiang's golden needle, and suddenly imitated Ling Xiang and shot the golden needle out.
His cultivation is higher than Ling Xiang's. Theoretically speaking, Ling Xiang can shoot through the wall, so he should be able to shoot deeper.
However, the reality was that the golden needle he shot out hit the wall and was bounced back directly.
Nangong Yu frowned, feeling that Ling Xiang was lying.
Before he could say anything against it, Ling Xiang mocked him mercilessly:
"Your Highness, your technique is not good enough. But it's also true. I have practiced the Golden Needle Technique for many years to achieve the power it has today. If Your Highness is better than me on his first try, that would be too much."
Ling Xiang picked up the broken golden needle on the ground and said regretfully:
"The strength of the golden needles is still several levels lower than that of the gold sand. It's like an egg hitting a stone, of course it can't win. I only have so many golden needles. If you want to make another pair, it will cost a lot of spirit stones. Your Highness, you have to compensate me!"
Nangong Yu automatically ignored Ling Xiang's claim. A gold needle, no matter how exquisitely it was made, was not worth much money.
However, according to Ling Xiang's words, if the material of the golden needle is too poor and cannot penetrate the wall of sinking gold sand, then what kind of arrow can penetrate the sinking gold sand?
He took Ling Xiang's arrow and looked at it carefully, but he was not a weapon refiner and didn't know much about these materials, so he couldn't figure out what it meant.
Moreover, the power of a shot arrow is not only related to the material of the arrow, but also has a lot to do with the strength of the bow.
"Show me your bow."
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