Yi Yun walked to the metal box and picked out a Primal Arrow. The moment he touched the arrow's shaft, the ice-cold metal caused his heart to palpitate.
With his legs firmly planted on the ground, his left arm forward and right arm in the back, he applied pressure to the Primal Arrow. He did not choose to use his shoulder to lift the Primal Arrow, he wanted to use his two hands to carry the thick divine arrow!
Baldy Qin was right. A spear had to be thrust using one's hands, so how could one lift it with his shoulders?
"This kid!" Zhou Kui could tell what Yi Yun was up to.
Carrying the Primal Arrow with one's hands was much more difficult than lifting it with one's shoulders!
Taking a deep breath, Yi Yun's eyes flashed. Using his legs and hips, he exerted strength into his two shoulders and arms. He used all his strength at that moment.
Up!
Yi Yun's muscles bulged as his veins twisted. The Primal Arrow was lifted up by him!
