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

Chapter 20 Could it be him?!

Looking at the enormous size of the wildebeest in the distance, Chen Fan felt deeply fortunate.

He hadn't expected the wildebeest to react so quickly, dodging the first arrow with such agility. Now that he thought about it, it made perfect sense; the wildebeest had been watching them the whole time.

Especially when I aimed the arrow at it, I could clearly feel that its attention was focused on me.

Thankfully, I upgraded my Basic Archery skill to level 4 and Mounted Archery to level 2 last night; otherwise, with a 30% hit rate, the second shot would have been very difficult to land.

The third arrow was meant to finish off the enemy, but it was somewhat unnecessary.

"Experience points increased by 9."

A piece of information popped into my mind.

Chen Fan's face showed surprise. He hadn't expected that killing the wildebeest would provide so much experience.

Considering the previous black rats and wasteland rabbits, the experience points gained from killing low-level ferocious beasts should be between 1 and 9, or 1 and 10. A slight difference won't have much of an impact.

His gaze shifted downwards and landed on [Basic Archery], where he was immediately taken aback to see that the proficiency bar had already risen to 30%! That meant that the three arrows he had just shot had increased his proficiency by 15%!

"Whether aiming at a stationary or moving target, you definitely learn the fastest in actual combat."

He sighed inwardly.

At this moment, the people around also gradually realized what was happening.

"I... I didn't see that wrong, did I? That wildebeest...was shot?"

"Yes, I must be seeing things, right? That arrow in the neck took its life."

"So, Xiao Fan shot and killed the wildebeest before it could accelerate?"

"What kind of archery is this? The Wei brothers aren't even that good, are they?"

Everyone looked at Chen Fan with expressions of admiration.

Yes, they were truly convinced.

Even Chen Guodong was amazed by Chen Fan's performance.

He had initially thought Chen Fan was only good at hitting stationary targets, but it turned out he was just as good at hitting moving targets? So, he had been holding back a trick up his sleeve last night?

Chen Fan smiled sheepishly, "Why are you all looking at me like that? I just got lucky. If it happened again, I probably wouldn't be able to do it."

However, everyone had a "I don't believe you" look on their faces.

"Xiao Fan, you already used this excuse last time, have you forgotten?" The bald man patted Chen Fan on the shoulder. "Remember to come up with something new next time."

"That's right, Xiao Fan, what's there to be modest about? Your archery skills are so amazing, we're just happy for you."

"That's right! Today is the day our village has had the best game harvest ever! The villagers will be grinning from ear to ear when they see us returning with so much game!"

"What's this? With Xiao Fan, this sharpshooter, around, we should have this many prey every day from now on."

"That's right! We all came out here this time because we clung to his coattails. Xiao Fan, you're awesome!"

The crowd talked excitedly, their saliva flying everywhere.

Yesterday, the Wei brothers left, and the hunting team came up empty-handed. This morning, they thought they were going to repeat the same mistake, but God sent them a wonderful surprise!

How could this not be exciting?

Chen Fan smiled as he looked at them. No matter what, he had proven that in this world where ordinary people were as insignificant as ants, he could lead the people in the village to survive.

Although it's only for the time being to keep everyone alive, hope is like a spark, and one day it will spread like wildfire.

Therefore, the next step, besides continuing to improve basic archery skills, is to learn more martial arts techniques to strengthen the body and become even stronger.

Just as he was lost in thought, a large, calloused hand was placed on his shoulder. When he turned around, Chen Guodong smiled slightly at him.

...

The village remained as peaceful as ever.

In the open space in front of the warehouse, Wang Ping and the others continued practicing their marksmanship, while the lame man stood to the side, clearly somewhat distracted.

"Uncle Zhang, are you worried about Brother Fan and the others?"

Wang Ping asked.

The lame man glanced at him and said, "You're such a troublemaker. Looks like everyone else will be resting later, but you don't need to."

"No, no!"

Wang Ping wanted to cry but had no tears.

He regretted talking too much, but he couldn't help it.

Zhao Feng then spoke up, "Uncle Zhang, with Chen Fan's archery skills, can he hit the prey?"

"Disaster."

The lame man replied without hesitation.

"Huh? No way?"

Wang Ping was dumbfounded. "Brother Fan is so good. He hit the target every time he shot an arrow last time. How could he possibly miss the prey?"

"Yeah yeah."

These words resonated with others.

The lame man stared straight at him and asked, "Kid, do you know why, before the cataclysm, our traditional martial arts were no match for those foreign fighting styles?"

Wang Ping was taken aback, feeling that the topic was quite a leap, but he still nodded honestly and said, "I don't know."

"Because of a lack of real combat experience."

The lame man gave him a knowing look, "Whether it's Tai Chi, Xingyi Quan, or Bagua Quan, they all lack practical application. How could they possibly be a match for someone else? Xiao Fan's archery skills are the same; no matter how good they look, who knows how much they can actually utilize in the wild?"

"You're the same. Look at you, holding guns so confidently now, but if you were actually in the wild, fighting wild animals, your legs would probably go weak with fear, let alone be able to grip a gun properly."

"..."

Everyone lowered their heads.

Although they were resentful, they were actually quite hesitant to let them go out tomorrow.

"but…"

Just as he was about to offer some words of encouragement, a commotion erupted at the entrance of the village, the loudest of any such disturbance.

In an instant, the group looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What's going on?"

Wang Ping looked over there, completely bewildered.

"That commotion... could it be the hunting party returning?"

"No, that can't be right. How could they be back so early?" The young man next to him retorted instinctively.

"They can bring back the hunting team with prey, that's all. But, Uncle Guodong and the others, didn't they just go out? Are they back so soon? And with prey?"

The lame man was also full of doubts. In the past, when had the hunting party not returned until close to evening? If they returned after they had finished their business, something must have happened.

What if we come back earlier?

"Let's go take a look."

As he spoke, he limped forward.

A hunch was forming in my mind: Could it be that I've found prey?

Before the group even got close, they heard the sound of people running around saying that this was a great harvest, with not only several wildebeest but also a wildebeest weighing two or three hundred pounds!

When they reached the entrance, a crowd had formed a circle, excitedly discussing the scene. After a few of them managed to squeeze in, their pupils dilated rapidly when they saw their prey lying flat on the ground, their faces filled with disbelief.

However, the lame man noticed a common feature: all of these prey had arrows stuck in their bodies, and without exception, they had all been hit in vital areas.

"Could it be him?!"

His face turned pale, and a figure appeared in his mind.

(End of this chapter)