High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 116 Why Do They Have Wildebeest Mounts? (Please Subscribe)

At that moment, everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, as if they had witnessed something utterly unbelievable.

Under the gaze of everyone,

Chen Fan drew the bowstring taut almost instantly.

With a deafening explosion, five iron arrows, emitting a piercing whistle, flew toward the five antelopes at astonishing speed.

The instant the bowstring rang out, more than a dozen antelopes kicked off with their hind legs and fled backward in unison.

However, the arrow was traveling at an incredibly high speed, approaching 600 to 700 meters per second.

Almost in the blink of an eye, five antelopes were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, some in the head, some in the body, and some in the legs.

The matter didn't end there. With lightning speed, Chen Fan took three arrows from the quiver, drew his bow, and released the bowstring. The three arrows shot out in an instant.

Six or seven hundred meters away, three more antelopes fell to the ground.

Fewer than ten survived. Taking advantage of the opportunity, they quickly ran to a distance of eight or nine hundred meters, then one kilometer, two kilometers, until they became a few small black dots and disappeared.

Chen Fan flexed his wrists.

Although he can now shoot up to six arrows at a time, it doesn't mean that all six will hit the target.

You need to have the opportunity and find the right angle.

Just like the second time, he only shot three arrows because the best angle among all the possible angles was the one that could hit all three at the same time.

But for the people standing by, this scene happened so fast that they still hadn't had time to react.

Gu Ze, in particular, was so shocked his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

What kind of archery is this?

How come he's never seen Chen Fan use it?

Could it be the result of his solitary cultivation last night?

Wang Ping, Zhao Feng, and the others who had just come out hunting with the group were even more astonished.

Despite the hunting party's bountiful catch in the past few days, especially the most recent one, they returned with a full load.

But even a fool could tell that hunting was no easy task, and if anything went wrong, all their efforts would be in vain.

The results of it?

The first time they came out with the group, they saw Chen Fan shoot an arrow for the first time, and five prey fell. He shot an arrow again, and three more prey fell.

From start to finish, in just two or three breaths, they had eight prey.

It's already over after just beginning?

The shock felt by Chen Guodong, Liu Yong, and others was no less than that felt by these young people.

Because they had experienced it firsthand. The last time they hunted antelope, everyone was extremely cautious, their hearts pounding in their throats, fearing that the antelope would discover their true purpose.

The time required is at least one hour.

But this time, maybe two seconds?

"What are you all standing there for?" Chen Fan looked at everyone and said with a smile, "Let's send the prey back first, and then come out and continue hunting."

The ease of this hunt exceeded his expectations, which was to be expected.

On the one hand, the team had three binoculars, which significantly increased the chances of spotting prey; on the other hand, his archery skills were also vastly improved.

The second reason, and the most important one, is that if it weren't for the volley fire capability, even if he were holding a bow with a draw weight of 500 jin, he could only kill two or three at most.

The six antelopes earned approximately 30 experience points.

There are very few.

Therefore, he intends to continue hunting.

The group of people, like puppets on strings, led the wildebeest past, and the atmosphere in the air was eerily quiet.

After a long while, the sounds gradually began to emerge.

"My goodness, Xiao Fan's archery skills are getting better and better!"

"Yes, at a distance of four or five hundred meters, these antelopes probably didn't even realize what was happening before they were shot down."

"Eight heads, a full eight heads!"

"One of them was shot in the thigh, but it's still alive."

"Whether they're dead or alive, just bring them all back."

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions.

"Brother Fan, you're amazing!" Wang Ping said with a fawning smile.

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Fan, what kind of archery technique is that? I've never seen you use it before!"

Gu Ze, who was standing to the side, perked up his ears upon hearing this.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "It's just basic archery. You'll get it with a little practice."

"Basic archery techniques?"

"Your basic archery skills are that good?"

The faces of the group were filled with disbelief, but they also knew very well that Chen Fan would not lie to them.

So, is it really just basic archery?

The group tied up their prey and, dragged by wildebeest, headed back. This time, the journey went much more smoothly than anyone had imagined, and the return trip was filled with laughter and joy.

It gives the impression that they are not struggling to survive in the apocalypse, but rather having a picnic.

When the bell rang in the village, everyone looked in bewilderment toward the entrance of the village gate.

Does this bell mean the hunting party has returned?

But how could that be? Didn't they just set off? It's only been about an hour.

Could it be that an accident happened along the way?

Many people's expressions changed, and they hurriedly rushed towards the entrance of the village.

Even Zhang Ren felt uneasy and limped over.

The result shocked everyone.

Eight, a whole eight antelopes, were lying on the ground, one of them seemingly alive, though half-dead.

"Everyone, process these animals and we'll continue hunting," Chen Guodong said to the still stunned crowd.

"Okay, okay."

Several stuttering voices rang out.

Once the hunting party had disappeared from sight, the villagers gradually came to their senses.

"Oh my god, am I dreaming? Can someone pinch me?"

"Is this a dream? Look, the sixth antelope is still moving."

"Then, what exactly happened? Guodong and the others have only been gone for a short while, and they've already brought back so much game. It's enough to feed our entire village for almost half a month."

"Yeah, maybe we were just lucky and ran into them as soon as we went out."

"What do you mean by good luck? Does good luck alone bring back so much prey? In my opinion, this is 90% Xiao Fan's doing. Didn't I notice the bow he was carrying?"

"That's right, I noticed it too. The one he took out a couple of days ago was bigger, and its range was probably much longer. That's probably why he was able to catch so many prey, right?"

"Stop standing there like idiots, hurry up and process the prey! It might not be long before Xiao Fan and the others return with a new batch of prey," someone said.

Everyone rushed forward to help, their faces beaming with smiles.

Is it true that the hunting team will be returning with another batch of prey soon?

On the wilderness.

The group wandered aimlessly, with two or three of them constantly using binoculars to observe their surroundings.

Soon, someone spotted the prey.

Those were two adult bulls, each weighing around 500 jin (approximately 250 kg), and were among the stronger of the low-level ferocious beasts.

The group quickly arrived.

The two bulls, relying on their large bodies and arm-length horns, paid no attention to the group of people in the distance and continued to graze leisurely.

Or they might think that they can leave once the other party gets a little closer.

However, six or seven hundred meters away, Chen Fan drew his bow and nocked an arrow. After a loud bang, the two adult bulls groaned twice and fell to the ground, dying instantly.

Everyone gave a thumbs up, then quickly led their horses over.

Less than half an hour later, two more wild bulls appeared in the open space behind the village gate, along with some small prey, such as wild rabbits.

The hunting party then set off again.

At this moment, the smiles on the faces of both the hunting team members and the villagers never disappeared.

On the contrary, Gu Ze was rather depressed.

Having a lot of prey is certainly a good thing, but from beginning to end he was just a bystander, never getting a chance to shoot an arrow.

He had switched to a bow with a draw weight of 100 jin (50 kg), hoping to show off his skills, but Chen Fan didn't give him a chance at all.

"You little rascals," Liu Yong said kindly as he walked beside Wang Ping and the others, "don't think hunting is an easy task. It's only because Xiao Fan is here, you know?"

Wang Ping and the others quickly stopped smiling and nodded solemnly.

Yes, don't be fooled by how easy it seems for Chen Fan to hunt; it's based on the fact that he can draw a powerful bow with a draw weight of 500 jin, and he also has extremely superb archery skills.

Neither of these two points is easy to achieve.

The norm in hunting is that the prey spots the animal, but before you can even get close, it flees warily.

Several hours passed before we knew it, and it was noon.

A kilometer or two away, a hunting party of twenty or thirty people was also traveling in the wilderness.

They also had plenty of prey, including two antelopes and several wild rabbits.

The two men in the lead looked around through binoculars.

"Um?"

One of them exclaimed in surprise, as if he had seen something.

"Brother Cao, have you spotted any prey?"

"What is it? A bull? Antelope? Or something else?"

The others behind asked with ingratiating smiles.

"No, I saw them, Chen Guodong and his gang."

Cao Shiguang said, his tone somewhat strange, as if he hadn't seen anything unusual.

"Chen Guodong and his gang?"

Zhao San, who was also holding binoculars, looked in the direction he was looking.

Upon seeing this, he exclaimed in surprise, unable to believe his eyes.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?"

"Third Brother, what did you see?"

"Third Brother, is it really Chen Guodong's group?"

The group of people behind him were extremely anxious. In fact, the fortress was safe and secure, with everyone having a pair of binoculars. However, Zhao San and his group refused to do so. Only they and those they trusted had binoculars.

Cao Shiguang remarked, "Chen Guodong's group has certainly had a bountiful hunt. They've acquired so many wildebeests—wait, these wildebeests seem to be their mounts?"

"What? Mounts? They have wildebeest mounts?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

real or fake?

None of them have a mount, so why do Chen Guodong and his group have one?

(End of this chapter)