Chapter 189: Are You Really Just an In-Jin Martial Artist?

They remembered that from the moment Lu Yu appeared, he had been holding this bow; it had been at least a quarter of an hour by now, and it seemed he had never once let go.

Of course, given their strength, they could manage to hold a bow for a quarter of an hour, but the key was to see how Kang Yuan would perform next.

"Thanks."

Kang Yuan took the arrow Lu Yu handed him with his right hand, imitated Lu Yu's stance—one foot in front, one behind—held the bow upright in front of him, and began to slowly pull the bowstring.

In an instant, Kang Yuan felt a tremendous resistance coming from the bowstring; he gritted his teeth and desperately tried to pull the string back.

When he reached a quarter of the way, his entire face had turned bright red, looking exactly like a ripe monkey's backside, and he couldn't help but let out a shout.

One-third! Kang Yuan frantically channeled the energy within his body and finally pulled the bowstring to the halfway point, yet at this moment, he could no longer pull it any further.

Even though he had exhausted all his strength and let out a hysterical roar, his right arm shaking like a winnowing sieve, he still could not move the bowstring a single bit more.

Just then, a pair of steady, powerful hands reached out, firmly grasped the bow for him, and slowly returned the bowstring to its original position.

"Thank you." Kang Yuan looked at Lu Yu, his heart full of admiration.

He had used a great deal of effort and made a complete fool of himself, yet he still hadn't been able to fully pull the bowstring.

And when Lu Yu had shot the arrow earlier, he had appeared relaxed and at ease; comparing the two, the gap was immediately apparent.

"It's nothing." Lu Yu smiled in response, then looked at the others and asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to come up and try?"

Hearing this, the Yang brothers couldn't help but shrink their necks.

If someone said Kang Yuan was acting, they wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death.

Since Kang Yuan ended up like that, they figured they wouldn't fare any better if they went up.

"I'll try!" Peng Hao gathered his courage and walked toward Lu Yu.

Lu Yu handed the bow and arrow to him.

Not long after, Peng Hao's face also turned bright red, yet the distance he pulled was not even as far as Kang Yuan's had been earlier.

Seeing that he was about to reach his limit, Lu Yu hurriedly reached out to hold the bow for him and slowly released the bowstring.

"Tha, thank you." Peng Hao glanced at Lu Yu, lowered his head, and walked back silently.

He had insisted on trying earlier because he didn't quite believe in his heart that this bow really had a draw weight of ten thousand catties. Now, he believed it completely.

"Little Brother Lu Yu, let me try." Chang Lei spoke up.

He wasn't being stubborn about verifying the truth of the bow, but rather wanted to challenge his own limits.

Lu Yu nodded and handed the bow and arrow to Chang Lei.

It had to be said that Chang Lei did indeed have some strength; he was actually able to pull the bowstring to full draw.

Accompanied by a sharp sonic boom, the arrow plunged deep into the steel plate like a shooting star.

"Hoo, hoo..." After shooting this arrow, Chang Lei panted heavily, his arms shaking uncontrollably.

"Uncle Chang, are you alright?" Lu Yu took the Long Bow handed back by Chang Lei and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Chang Lei waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "It truly is a bow with a ten thousand catty draw weight; for me, being able to pull it once is already my limit."

After saying this, he looked at Lu Yu, his eyes filled with both respect and a trace of doubt, and asked, "Little Brother Lu Yu, are you really just an In-Jin Martial Artist?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people turned their gazes toward Lu Yu.

Indeed, Chang Lei's strength ranked among the best of all the In-Jin Martial Artists in Anshan City, and even compared to the Transformation Energy Martial Artists of the Merchant Guild, he did not fall behind.

Yet even he was exhausted after pulling this bow just once.

But Lu Yu could pull the bow and shoot arrows repeatedly; this level of strength must at least be at the Vein Refining Realm, right?

"Uh, sorry," Chang Lei realized his lapse and hurriedly said, "I didn't say anything just now."

"Yes, yes, yes, we didn't hear anything either," Jiang Yao and the others chimed in.

After all, this involved someone else's secret; not to mention that they weren't very familiar with each other yet, even if they were, one shouldn't ask about such things casually.

"It's alright, actually it's nothing," Lu Yu paused and said, "I am indeed an In-Jin Martial Artist, this is beyond doubt, because there is no True Qi within my body. It's just that I am not a basic In-Jin Martial Artist, but a Transformation Energy Martial Artist."

"Trans, Transformation Energy?"

"You are a Transformation Energy Martial Artist?" Chang Lei and the others widened their eyes in shock, and Song Tian had an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Sorry, President, when I came yesterday, I hid some of my strength,"

Lu Yu said to Song Tian with a smile, "Besides that, I have practiced one or two special martial arts that can significantly increase physical strength in a short time by consuming energy, which is why I was able to pull this bow."

"So that's how it is." Everyone suddenly realized and nodded one after another.

Martial arts that can increase strength by consuming energy are not rare, and everyone present had studied them to some extent.

However, to rely on such martial arts to increase one's strength to the point of easily pulling a ten thousand catty Strong Bow, both one's original physical foundation and the level of mastery over the martial art must be at a very high level.

What was even more astonishing was that Lu Yu was a Transformation Energy Martial Artist, and he was only eighteen years old...

With such talent, it probably wouldn't take long for him to successfully step into the Vein Refining Realm.

Kang Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He recalled how he had wanted to spar with Lu Yu earlier, and at the time, the President had specifically warned him to be careful and show restraint.

Now it seemed that the one who really needed to show restraint was Lu Yu.

Jiang Yao, standing to the side, glanced at Peng Hao intentionally or unintentionally, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if her expression were saying: "Look at that, can you still say such a newcomer is holding everyone back?"

Peng Hao hurriedly buried his head low, pretending he hadn't noticed Jiang Yao's gaze.

"Little Brother Lu Yu, you really have given me an unexpected surprise."

Song Tian said, his gaze filled with deep meaning, "If the headquarters hadn't sent this ten thousand catty draw weight bow, were you planning to keep hiding your strength from us?"

"In my opinion, that's ten to one the case." Chang Lei smiled and took over the conversation.

"President, I feel that what Little Brother Lu Yu is saying now might not be the whole truth either," Jiang Yao looked at Lu Yu and said with a smile.

Once these words were spoken, everyone's gaze focused on him again.

"Little Brother Lu Yu, could it be that you are actually already a Pulse Refining Martial Artist?" Yang Dongwen asked with a face full of shock.

"I'm really not," Lu Yu said, feeling a bit between laughter and tears, "If I were a Pulse Refining Martial Artist, I would have definitely been impatient to go and take the Pulse Refining Martial Artist assessment."

"That is true." The group looked at each other and nodded one after another to show their agreement.

One must know that in the entire Association, there are fewer than twenty Pulse Refining Martial Artists in total, and the headquarters' investment in their cultivation is undoubtedly much greater than that for In-Jin Martial Artists.

"I really envy those Pulse Refining Realm Martial Artists," someone could not help but exclaim.

"Indeed, I heard that although the physical fitness of Pulse Refining Realm Martial Artists is not much better than ours, with the help of True Qi, their combat power is several times ours!" Kang Yuan continued.

"Are they that powerful?" Upon hearing this, Lu Yu immediately became interested and asked curiously.