Just then, the team of Martial Artists that included Zhou Yu came forward.
Female Martial Artists were a rare sight, and with Zhou Yu's pretty face, she instantly drew a great deal of attention.
Having witnessed the performance of her martial brothers, Zhou Yu took a deep breath. 'I have to do well and not bring shame to the Zhou Institute.'
"Whoa! Is that woman actually going to try for the Eight-Stone Bow?" someone whispered.
Zhou Yu walked slowly to the Eight-Stone Bow. Focusing her mind and gathering her strength, she began to draw back the string.
In an instant, her face turned beet red, and large beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.
As the bowstring moved slowly, the expressions on the faces of the crowd changed along with it.
"Draw!"
Zhou Yu let out a low cry as her strength exploded forth.
The bow was drawn!
HUMMM!
Her strength finally gave out. Her fingers slipped, and the bowstring released with a crisp hum.
"Such a shame..."
