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

Chapter 63 You're Qualified for Me to Take Action

[Basic Gun Skill: lv2 (0%), Traits: Strength Lv2, Power Lv2, Swiftness Lv2, Weaponry Lv2]

Chen Fan took a deep breath and gripped the spear tightly with both hands.

An unprecedented sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, as if he had practiced these basic moves a hundred thousand times.

"brush!"

Suddenly, a spear thrust out, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, even faster than before.

"What?!"

Zhang Ren, who was daydreaming, looked surprised and quickly pulled his gun back to block the fierce shot.

"Snapped!"

A crisp impact echoed across the open space, noticeably louder than before.

Chen Fan immediately lunged forward and thrust out several more spears in quick succession.

This time, Zhang Ren was prepared and easily blocked them all.

But the shock on his face grew stronger and stronger.

No, something's not right!

This time, the shots were fired much faster than before.

The gun is called the thief of all weapons, and the reason for this name is because it is fast.

Could it be that this kid has improved again in just the past hour?

Basic Gun Skills: lv2 (0.3%)

Chen Fan was unaware of Zhang Ren's thoughts at that moment. He took the opportunity of putting away his gun to glance at the skill bar.

The rate of improvement in proficiency has slowed down once again.

But he was very satisfied to have leveled up in just one hour.

Uncle Zhang.

Chen Fan put away his gun, looked at Zhang Ren, and said gratefully, "It's getting late, how about we stop practicing our marksmanship here for now?"

When he was practicing archery, Zhang Ren was his sparring partner, and now when he's practicing spear, it's the same. He has a system that allows him to see his progress, so he naturally enjoys it.

But for Uncle Zhang, it was extremely boring and tedious.

Zhang Ren sheathed his gun and asked, "Are you tired?"

"A little."

Chen Fan smiled. He had been practicing his marksmanship for almost three hours. It would be a lie to say he wasn't tired, and he was also a little hungry.

"A little?"

Zhang Ren frowned slightly. "So, we can continue?"

"what?"

Chen Fan was taken aback and stared at him in surprise.

"Don't worry about me, this is nothing," Zhang Ren said nonchalantly, glancing at Chen Guodong and the others around him. "That's enough for tonight, you can all go home."

Wang Ping and the others immediately showed joy, and even Liu Yong and Gao Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it's over.

However, when their gazes fell on Chen Fan, the smiles on their faces slowly faded.

"Xiao Fan, Dad's going back now. Don't practice too late," Chen Guodong instructed.

"Don't worry, Dad, I know what I'm doing."

Chen Fan smiled at him.

The crowd dispersed in twos and threes. Zhang Ren waved to Chen Fan and said, "Your shots just now were quite powerful. Keep it up."

"clear."

A fierce fighting spirit ignited in Chen Fan's eyes.

Since Uncle Zhang could continue, he was naturally more than happy to accept it.

However, my body has indeed reached its limit. Even if I can persevere, the skill I gain afterward will be diminished due to insufficient strength.

That being the case.

"Uncle Zhang, I need to use the restroom first."

"...Go."

Zhang Ren remained silent.

Chen Fan chuckled. Actually, he didn't really want to go to the toilet, but he was worried that the unusual movements of his enhanced body would attract the other party's attention.

To be on the safe side, let's find a secluded place.

After confirming that no one was around, a thought struck him.

A powerful surge of heat gushed from my heart and flowed through my limbs and bones.

In less than two seconds, he was back to his peak condition, no, even better than before.

Realm: third level of body tempering

Level: 8 (0/100)

Physical condition: 58.67

Power: 41.11

Agility: 27.28

Spirit: 12.97

Potential Points: 38 (7 points/day)

XP: 160

"Not bad, the strength attribute has finally reached 40 points, so I can use a bow with a draw weight of 200 jin."

Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction.

The average of the three attributes has reached 42 points, which is 3 points away from the threshold for breakthrough.

He glanced at the others briefly, then turned and walked away.

"alright?"

Zhang Ren looked over and suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.

His intuition told him that Chen Fan was a little different from before; he seemed more energetic.

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, I'm going to start."

Chen Fan was eager to get started.

Since he doesn't need to go hunting tomorrow, it doesn't matter if he practices until dawn.

"Come on, let's see when you can finally stab me with a gun if I don't fight back." Zhang Ren smirked.

"Uncle Zhang, what reward would I get if I stabbed you with a gun?" Chen Fan asked curiously.

"You want a reward?"

"No, I was just asking, I didn't mean anything by it," Chen Fan quickly replied.

He had a bad feeling.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Of course there's a reward; the reward is that I'll take action."

Zhang Ren said meaningfully.

Chen Fan was speechless. He was about to say what kind of reward this was, but then he swallowed his words back.

Because this is a good thing! The rate at which proficiency will increase will be astonishing.

However, he doesn't have the ability right now, and if Uncle Zhang were to intervene, it probably wouldn't be possible to proceed.

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, I will do my best to poke you as soon as possible."

Chen Fan took a deep breath and said.

A crisp collision sound rang out again in the sky.

This time, Chen Fan was able to thrust out more than a dozen times in a row, and after pausing briefly, he could continue. His offensive was like a surging river, never-ending.

Zhang Ren's eyes visibly lit up with excitement.

Although Chen Fan is not yet capable of making a move, his aura is somewhat satisfactory to him.

Indeed, those who wield guns should possess this indomitable spirit.

He really looked forward to the day when he and Chen Fan could have a good fight with big guns.

Hopefully, that day isn't too far off.

Chen Fan, watching his proficiency level rise rapidly, exclaimed how satisfying it was.

When his Basic Gun Skill reached level 2, he thrust out six times in a row, and his proficiency only increased by 0.3%.

Now, in his prime, he can unleash more than ten thrusts in one go, and his proficiency has skyrocketed by nearly 1%!

After calming my breathing, I thrust out more than ten times, and my proficiency increased by another 1%!

It must be said that, motivated by such immediate results, he was full of energy.

Before I knew it, I had entered a state of complete absorption.

He only awoke as if from a dream when a warm current flowed through his body.

[Basic Gun Skill: lv3 (0%), Traits: Strength Lv3, Power Lv3, Swiftness Lv3, Weaponry Lv3]

At that moment, he felt that the gun in his hand was no longer a gun, but a part of his body, as if he were using his own arm.

With a "whoosh" sound.

The spearhead moved like lightning, leaving only a blur.

"Good lad!"

Zhang Ren couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "Luckily I learned my lesson before, otherwise I would have really been stung this time."

This time, however, Chen Fan's attack was like a storm, unleashing more than twenty shots in the blink of an eye, each shot faster than the last.

The impact sounded like firecrackers, ringing out incessantly.

After firing thirty-three shots, Chen Fan was panting heavily, a look of helplessness in his eyes.

He has done his best.

Even so, every shot was blocked by the opponent, and he had no doubt that even if a hundred more shots were fired, the effect would be the same.

"Kid."

Zhang Ren's eyes held a hint of seriousness. "I admit, you are now worthy of my gun."

(End of this chapter)