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

Chapter 16 Leaving the Village

When aiming at a target 50 meters away, it is obviously more difficult to hit the target in windy conditions than in still conditions. What if the wind is very strong? Or what if the weather is bad, such as rain or snow? The difficulty will be even greater.

This should be the significance of the slow-fire characteristic, where the hit rate exceeds 100% and can still be improved.

The mounted archery trait is currently only level 2, but it is conceivable that once the level of [Basic Archery] increases, it will reach or even exceed 100%, and may even reach 200% or 300%.

The significance lies in aiming at a moving target, as the relative speed of the target is different.

The slower the target moves relative to the shooter, the easier it is for the shooter to hit it. When the difference reaches a certain point, it may not be much different from aiming at a stationary target.

Conversely, the faster the target is relative to the archer, the harder it is to hit. Therefore, the extra 100% of the riding archery trait should be used to make up for this difference.

In conclusion, the higher the hit rate, the better; there is no doubt about that.

Chen Fan glanced at the first two characteristics again: physical strength and superhuman arm strength. There was no need to explain them; naturally, the higher the better.

Level: 3 (0/4)

Physical condition: 13.78

Power: 12.57

Agility: 8.47

Spirit: 6.05

Potential Points: 0 (1 points/day)

"The growth rate of potential points is still one point per day."

Chen Fan sighed inwardly, wondering what speed he could use to increase this growth rate. Fortunately, he knew that eating ferocious beast meat could grant him potential points.

That's all for today. Thanks for your hard work.

He looked at Zhao Feng in the distance and smiled.

"It's okay, I can continue."

Zhao Feng shook his head.

"Really, no need," Chen Fan said, somewhat touched, his gaze sweeping over the group. "Thank you all for your hard work tonight. Go back and get some rest."

He didn't dare tell me to wait for good news tomorrow. What if there's no prey? Wouldn't that just leave everyone disappointed?

Fortunately, none of them paid any attention to these things, and they all looked worried.

"Brother Fan, if it really doesn't work out, let's wait a couple of days before going out," Wang Ping mumbled.

"Yeah yeah."

Chen Fan smiled, his meaning self-evident.

"Well, if you really have to go out, be careful!"

"Yes, Brother Fan, you must come back alive!" a thin young man said emotionally. Before he could finish speaking, Wang Ping slapped him on the shoulder. "How can you talk like that? Of course you'll come back safe and sound!"

"Yes, yes, I'm bad at talking. Brother Fan will not only be back tomorrow, but he'll also bring back prey," the skinny young man said hurriedly, and everyone laughed.

Chen Fan couldn't help but chuckle.

After the others left, only Chen Fan and the lame man remained in the room.

"When you go out tomorrow, remember to hide behind your dad and the others. Don't rely on your archery skills to show off," the lame man repeatedly warned. "With your talent, it would be much better if you went out a few days later."

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, I understand."

Chen Fan waved his hand impatiently, "That's enough, Uncle Zhang, I'm going back now. You should get some rest too."

"That kid."

The lame man watched his dashing retreating figure, his teeth itching with anger.

"Well," he sighed, thinking to himself, "I hope this kid will be safe and sound tomorrow. As for whether he can catch any prey, I don't expect much."

...

The next morning, the sky was overcast, as if it were about to rain, but it didn't, which made people feel a little annoyed.

Fortunately, the people in the village were not affected by this, because something strange happened at that moment.

At the entrance, everyone looked at Chen Fan, who held a bow in his left hand and carried a basket of arrows on his back, and then at Chen Guodong, who stood in front of him with his usual calm expression.

"Guodong, are you taking him with you on a hunting trip?"

The bald, burly man touched his bald head, grinned, and asked.

"Um."

Chen Guodong nodded, and judging from his expression, he wasn't joking.

A commotion immediately arose among the crowd.

"What? Guodong is actually taking his son out with him? Isn't that too risky?"

"There's no need, no need at all! How old is this child? Is it appropriate for him to go outside?"

"Guodong, please let him come back. How could we bear to let you go to such lengths?" An old man said, tears streaming down his face, his voice trembling.

The rest of the hunting party couldn't stand it anymore either.

"Guodong, while it's true that brothers fight tigers together and fathers and sons go to war side by side, isn't this a bit too sudden? Besides," the speaker glanced at the longbow Chen Fan was holding, "if I'm not mistaken, isn't that the sixty-pound longbow from the village? Aren't you going a bit too far?"

"Yes, even we find it quite difficult to draw this bow. How can you let a child use such a bow? You could use that 40-pound one instead."

"Exactly, that's too much."

Chen Guodong was so embarrassed by what he was said that he felt like he was swallowing a bitter pill, unable to express his bitterness.

"Cough cough."

Chen Fan quickly coughed and explained, "Uncles, please don't misunderstand. It was my own request that I go hunting with you this morning. It has little to do with my dad."

The crowd fell silent.

Chen Guodong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Fan, did he force you to say that?" The bald man walked over, pointed at Chen Guodong, and said to Chen Fan, "With your Uncle Liu backing you up, don't be afraid."

Chen Guodong suddenly felt like he was going to vomit blood, his eyes fixed on the bald man.

"Uncle Liu, really, no, it was truly my own choice."

Chen Fan was speechless.

"Really voluntary?"

The bald man opened his mouth wide.

"Alright."

Chen Guodong glanced at him, signaling him to shut up, then looked at everyone and said, "Xiao Fan has been practicing archery these past few days, so I was thinking of taking him out to broaden his horizons. Don't overthink it."

He didn't mention Chen Fan's performance last night, not because he wanted to surprise the hunting team, but because he himself wasn't confident...

As the words suggest, it was like taking Chen Fan out for training, to help him get used to the wilderness environment in advance.

"so."

Seeing this, the others stopped dwelling on the topic and, as usual, told them to be careful on their journey and return safely.

The lame man, Wang Ping, and the others were also in the crowd, waving vigorously at Chen Fan.

Amidst the worried and expectant gazes of the crowd, the nine-member hunting team slowly departed and eventually disappeared from sight. The atmosphere in the village once again became somber and oppressive, while the atmosphere within the hunting team was somewhat cheerful.

The bald man slapped Chen Fan on the shoulder and said nonchalantly, "Well done, kid. You've got guts, actually daring to ask to come out with us. Do you know how dangerous it is out here?"

"Isn't everyone here?"

Chen Fan smiled.

"Hahaha."

Everyone else laughed when they heard this.

The bald man clicked his tongue twice and said, "You're pretty clever, kid. Don't worry." As he spoke, he raised a round shield with a diameter of one meter and said, "When we encounter ferocious beasts, stand behind Uncle Liu."

"Understood, Uncle Liu. If we encounter any danger, I will definitely hide behind you immediately."

(End of this chapter)