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

Chapter 13 Li Family Village, Too Overbearing

The lame man paused, then looked at him with surprise. "You mean, you want to use that sixty-pound bow?"

After he finished speaking, a strange look appeared on his face.

If his memory serves him right, didn't this kid try it yesterday? He tried for ages but couldn't pull it apart.

Chen Fan nodded and said earnestly, "Uncle Zhang, after these two days of practice, I think I might be able to draw that bow now."

Two days ago, his strength attribute was less than 8 points, barely enough to draw a 40-pound bow. Two days later, his strength attribute is close to 12 points, and he should be able to draw an 80-pound bow without much trouble.

But that's too scary. Besides, if he really used an 80-pound bow, he would probably be exhausted after just a few pulls. 60 pounds would be just right.

The lame man was somewhat skeptical, but he nodded nonetheless and said, "Then come with me."

Chen Fan smiled and followed.

"He's going to use a bow that weighs sixty pounds?"

The conversation between the two reached the ears of Wang Ping and his group, sparking a discussion.

"Sixty pounds—that doubles the difficulty. Can Chen Fan really do it?"

"Zhao Feng, didn't you draw a 60-pound bow before? How did it feel?" The group's gazes fell on the tall figure.

Zhao Feng's voice was bitter, "The first few times were okay, but later on, I had to rest for more than ten minutes before I could pull myself together again. After that, it took more than half an hour..."

"It's too difficult." He shook his head.

"Since Brother Fan says so, he must be confident, right?" Wang Ping said.

"It should be."

"I hope he can do it. I heard he can use a 60-pound bow and even kill some less powerful mid-level ferocious beasts."

Hope shone in their eyes.

In the warehouse, Chen Fan took down the 60-pound bow, gripped the bow, and found it heavy. The bowstring was also thicker, making it look like it would be difficult to work with.

"Give it a try."

The lame man glanced at him, not holding any expectations, simply thinking that this kid was getting a bit arrogant and needed to be slapped in the face by reality.

"Um."

Chen Fan was somewhat excited. He picked up an arrow, nocked it on the string, gripped the bow with his left hand, held it in front of him, pinched the bowstring with his right hand, and pulled it back little by little.

The lame man went from being nonchalant to suddenly shuddering, and finally opened his mouth wide in shock.

Pull, you pulled it open? This kid really pulled it open?

Am I dreaming?

"It feels pretty good."

A smile appeared on Chen Fan's face as he loosened his fingers, and the arrow shot out.

"Uncle Zhang, this bow will do."

He looked up at the lame man.

"Cough cough."

The lame man looked embarrassed and said, "As long as you can draw it, that's fine. This bow has a killing power of about fifty meters, which is similar to the previous bow with a range of thirty meters. If it were thirty meters, it would be even more powerful. It should be enough to kill ordinary low-level ferocious beasts."

"Fifty meters?"

Chen Fan nodded, but to ensure the best effect, the distance was still a bit far.

He raised his head, his gaze falling on the remaining few bows, especially the last one, this three-hundred-pound bow. He wondered when he would be able to draw it.

But he believes that day is not far off.

"That kid."

The lame man standing nearby witnessed everything he did.

"He's quite ambitious, but judging from his performance these past two days, maybe it really is possible?"

They hung the forty-pound bow back on the wall, and the two of them walked out of the warehouse one after the other.

"Are you ready?"

The lame man stood in his usual spot, staring at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan nodded, subconsciously licking his lips. He also wanted to see if his skill proficiency would increase after switching to a longbow, which required more strength.

As the target was thrown into the air, that familiar feeling surged into my heart once again.

"call out!"

The moment the sound of the arrow piercing the air rang out, it pierced the bullseye with a resounding thud, and the target was struck hard, flying backward several meters through the air before slowly drifting to the ground.

"Good lad."

The lame man watched, amazed.

If this arrow were to hit a person, they would surely die. Even if it were to hit a mid-level armored beast, it would still pierce the skin and cause a wound.

Chen Fan hurriedly looked at the system panel, and upon seeing it, his smile widened even further.

Basic Archery: lv3 (4%)...

In other words, that arrow just now directly increased my proficiency by 3%!

This makes it much more likely that I can upgrade my Basic Archery skill from LV3 to LV4 before setting off tomorrow.

For a fleeting moment, he considered the principle of sustainable development and decided to abandon the plan, using that eighty-pound longbow.

The next step, naturally, is to repeat this process.

When the lame man got tired, Wang Ping took over. When Wang Ping got tired, Zhao Feng took over. By the time Zhao Feng was also tired, it was getting dark. A commotion came from the entrance of the camp not far away, but it soon subsided. People in the camp started to walk back in twos and threes.

It was obvious that the hunting party had not caught any prey today.

On the open ground, the mood of the group suddenly turned heavy.

It's only been one day, so it's fine. But what if there's no prey for the next few days...

Wang Ping and the others exchanged glances, not daring to think any further, but they all knew that this possibility was probably the most likely.

"Alright, it's getting late, you guys should go back."

The limping man then looked at Chen Fan and asked, "Continue tonight?"

"continue."

Chen Fan nodded without hesitation.

Hitting a moving target at night is much more difficult than during the day, but there's no other way.

The lame man nodded, indicating that he understood.

Wang Ping and the others looked at each other.

"Shall we come tonight too?"

Zhao Feng spoke first.

"Yeah, we're here to practice our shooting too, and while we're at it, we'll also help Chen Fan out."

A wave of emotion washed over Chen Fan. He didn't refuse, but instead said gratefully, "Then thank you for your hard work."

The group smiled, and some of them were already considering whether to go out with the hunting party.

After a brief separation, Chen Fan headed home, smelling the aroma of meat in the distance, along with his mother's complaints.

"Those people from Li Family Village are being unreasonable. They were clearly prey who fell into our trap, so why should they just take it all away without leaving us a single piece of meat?"

"They're so domineering! How can anyone act like that?"

"They're just bullying us because we're small. Why haven't they been this domineering when the Wei brothers are around?"

"Alright, what's done is done, there's no point in saying anything now." Chen Guodong's deep voice sounded weak.

(End of this chapter)