The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

"I am your mentor, Peter Pan. The practical lesson is very simple: shoot an arrow at the target twenty meters away without using magic."

Xu Feng stroked his chin, somewhat speechless. You call this a practical lesson?

He thought the practical training involved shooting monsters with a bow and arrow.

The result was that they only shot at the target.

Xu Feng thought about it for a moment and quickly understood the reason.

Most of the nobles in the academy have a physical constitution of around 0.8 to 1.2.

However, it is indeed difficult for an untrained ordinary person to draw a bow and shoot a distance of twenty meters; many people may not even be able to fully draw the bow.

Peter Pan smiled charmingly and spoke in a deep male voice:

"Alright, students, I'll demonstrate first. This is how to hold a bow."

Peter Pan's left arm stretched straight forward, the bow handle firmly nestled between his thumb and forefinger, his fingers loosely clenched.

A narrow gap was left between his palm and the wooden bow, and the entire bow was supported only by the web of his thumb and forefinger. His wrist was as steady as a rock and did not sway at all.

The knowledgeable Uncle Mads immediately recognized this way of holding the bow; it was the tiger's mouth grip method.

It is also the most common bowing technique that beginners learn.

This way of holding the bow is very beginner-friendly. There is a gap between the palm and the bow handle, so it is not easy to hit your hand. Moreover, the grip is stable and the arm will not shake.

It's definitely a great choice for beginners.

Peter Pan drew his bow, nocked an arrow, and drew the bowstring taut. Then, in a deep male voice, he spoke:

"Do you see the apple on that big tree 500 meters away?"

All the students shook their heads blankly; their eyesight wasn't that good.

However, Xu Feng's keen eyes spotted the apples on the apple tree 500 meters away.

Peter Pan released the bowstring, and the arrow, accompanied by a sonic boom and a surging airflow, "whoosh!" precisely pierced through two apples five hundred meters away.

It actually killed two birds with one stone?!

This Peter Pan is really something else.

Looks like a skilled baker.

"Alright, students, I've finished my demonstration."

"Next is free practice time. Hitting the target five times without using magic will complete the task. You are free to move around."

A minor nobleman with a pockmarked face, resembling Ryoko, stepped forward, picked up a bow and arrow, and given his size, his strength was naturally not lacking either.

This bow is also a 3-bucket bow, with a draw weight of about 30 to 36 pounds, making it easy for beginners to handle.

This minor nobleman, who was of average appearance, easily drew the bow to its fullest extent, even though his posture was not quite standard.

Immediately, the girls around them exclaimed in admiration.

"Isn't that Warren, the baron's son with mediocre magical talent?"

"I can't believe it, Warren is not only handsome, but also so capable."

"I wish I could marry such a young and promising nobleman like him."

"I want to marry someone like him too; he's a genius with only average magical talent!"

Many girls stared at Warren with infatuated expressions, and if they weren't mistaken, Warren must have used magic to disguise his appearance.

He possesses moderate magical aptitude but was assigned to Qingwu Academy, most likely because he is merely the son of a baron.

Most of the nobles in Qingwu Academy are also sons of barons, and their magical aptitude is generally at the mortal level.

Therefore, Warren, who possessed only average magical aptitude, stood out from the crowd.

As Warren released his grip, the arrow flew out with a whoosh, but missed the target by a hair's breadth.

The arrow spun and fell into the grass beside it.

However, to achieve such accuracy on one's first attempt at archery does demonstrate considerable skill.

What surprised Xu Feng the most was that Warren, with his obese physique, was not hit in the hand by the bowstring.

It has to be said that this chubby kid is indeed very capable.

Little Fatty Warren drew his bow three times, two arrows missed the target, and one hit it. When he tried to draw the bow for the fourth time, he was a little too weak to do so.

Sweating profusely, Warren had no choice but to give up.

Peter Pan nodded with satisfaction, thinking that this was a promising young knight-errant.

Of course, this is just a promising talent, not yet a genius.

The practical training sessions will last a full day, so there is plenty of time.

So everyone was in no hurry, and each person watched as the bow was drawn and the arrow was released.

The next few minor nobles to take the stage all performed poorly.

Or they might be cosplaying as skeletons, struggling to draw their bows for ages, and eventually giving up, panting heavily.

Or he would draw his bow and arrow, his arm trembling violently as he barely managed to shoot an arrow, but it would be a far cry from the target.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a defunct institution; the students' physical fitness is far from satisfactory.

The next person to appear made Xu Feng's eyes widen, because the girl was very beautiful, with a top-notch appearance, but she couldn't compare to Fei Luolia.

But the other person's temperament gave Xu Feng a familiar feeling, like a Japanese shrine maiden. Despite wearing a school uniform, her Eastern face still stood out among the group of Western faces.

The first thing Xu Feng thought of when he saw this girl was Shirogane Yukihime; both of them shared this kind of aura.

Whispers immediately arose from the surroundings:

"This girl comes from a mysterious Eastern country; I heard she's a witch."

"This remarkable temperament is truly comforting!"

"As expected of someone from the mysterious East, this girl gives me the feeling of a mysterious elf."

Upon hearing this, Xu Feng was slightly speechless. The mysterious Eastern country?

Is this really not a Japanese RPG called "Garagi"?

They've even brought up Japanese shrine maidens; this is utterly outrageous.

Xu Feng had assumed that the other party would use the traditional Japanese archery method of shooting eight sections.

As a result, the opponent simply raised his hand and fired without even aiming, and the accuracy was astonishing, hitting the bullseye directly.

Their college uniforms fluttered slightly, drawing gasps of amazement from the students in the college.

"Really, she looks like an elf. I've heard that elves are also very accurate archers."

"Indeed, she looks just like an elf. She is so perfect, with superb archery skills, and even her appearance is so perfect."

"If I have the chance, I must visit the mysterious Eastern country. I've heard it's a land of gold."

Me too.

The black-haired girl's next movements were incredibly smooth. She nocked four arrows in quick succession, each one hitting the bullseye with a single shot, leaving everyone present speechless.

"Isn't she tired? There's not a single drop of sweat on her forehead?"

"That's incredible! He just raised his hand and fired, hitting the bullseye with all five arrows! That precision is astounding!"

"I really want to marry a girl as perfect as her!"

"Hey! Wake up, bro! A girl with her气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance/aura) would be a princess in some mysterious Eastern country. How could you or I be worthy of her? Have some self-awareness, okay?"