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

Chapter 7 We've come to say goodbye

Just as the lame man had predicted, even though it was already dark, the young men had not returned.

Not long ago, the camp was gloomy and filled with despair, but now laughter and the aroma of cooked meat are coming from all directions.

"Gurgle."

Chen Fan's stomach growled, which was a bit disrespectful. In fact, he had been hungry for a long time. What motivated him to draw his bow and nock his arrow again and again was watching the progress bar of basic archery techniques rise little by little.

After reaching level 1, he clearly felt that drawing the bow fully was no longer so strenuous, and he could shoot ten arrows in a row before feeling his arm ache and still having energy left.

The bad news is that each shot increases proficiency by less than 0.5%, and even if you hit the bullseye, it only increases by a little over 1%.

In other words, he would need to shoot at least 100 arrows, hitting the bullseye each time, to upgrade his Basic Archery skill from level 1 to level 2.

The difficulty is two to three times greater than before.

"It's okay, take your time."

He thought to himself, "It's only a matter of one or two days. What if we include the nights?"

"You little rascal, when you practice archery, you really forget to eat and sleep, you don't even know it's getting dark."

The lame man's voice rang out.

Uncle Zhang.

Chen Fan seemed to wake from a dream, turned around to look at him, and scratched his head.

The lame man had a gentle gaze. He was also bored that afternoon, so he watched Chen Fan practice archery, and the more he watched, the more shocked he became.

Because he discovered that the kid's archery skills seemed to be improving rapidly!

In the morning, he was clearly still a novice, and it took him a long time to adjust his posture. But in the afternoon, not only was his posture standard, but every three or four arrows he shot hit the bullseye.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this was a beginner.

Some of the young men who started practicing archery practiced for two days before they could hit the bullseye by sheer luck, but after that, they could never hit it again.

"Um."

He tried his best to remain calm and said, "It's getting late, I should go check the doorway too. You should go back as well, come again tomorrow morning."

The aroma of meat wafting through the air made his mouth water. Even if he could only get some offal if he went now, it would still be better than nothing.

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, you can go now."

Chen Fan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Uncle Zhang, could I light a torch here and practice a little longer?"

The lame man stared wide-eyed, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

"Are you going to continue tonight?"

He was truly astonished; he had seen diligent people before, but never anyone this diligent.

Not to mention those few young men, you can't find anyone more diligent than this kid in the entire village.

"yes."

Chen Fan laughed and said, "I won't be able to sleep when I get back tonight, and I'm just killing time anyway, so I might as well continue practicing archery. Uncle Zhang, is it inconvenient? If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

He sighed inwardly.

The lame man waved his hand and said, "There's nothing inconvenient about it. I'll light a torch for you here later. If you want to practice, just continue."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"

Chen Fan was extremely excited.

Based on the current progress, by this time tomorrow, the [Basic Archery] level should reach level 2.

Just then, a series of footsteps approached from afar, and the two looked over at the same time.

A middle-aged man walked over, carrying a piece of meat in his hand.

"Father!"

"Guodong!"

The two of them exclaimed in unison.

Chen Guodong nodded, clearly in a good mood today; a rare smile appeared on his usually serious face.

"Ah Ren, this is for you."

As he spoke, he handed the other person a piece of hind leg meat that weighed nearly two pounds.

The limping man's eyes reddened as he looked at the piece of hind leg meat Chen Guodong was carrying and said, moved, "Guodong, why did you bring it all over here? And give me such good meat!"

"fine."

Chen Guodong waved his hand, "The young people in the village all need your guidance. The future of the village depends on them. You've worked so hard, so it's only right that you take this reward. They all know this, and no one has any objections."

Upon hearing this, the lame man slowly reached out and took the meat, saying, "A good haul today?"

"yes."

Chen Guodong smiled broadly. "We were lucky today. We caught two wild rabbits. The larger one weighs nearly fifty pounds, and even after skinning, it still weighs over forty pounds. The smaller one weighs over thirty pounds. Each household in the village will get one pound of meat, which is enough. In addition, those who have been working hard for the village will get a little more."

"Good."

The lame man smiled and exclaimed, "I really hope that every day from now on will bring me such a harvest."

"yes."

Chen Guodong nodded as well.

A brief silence fell over the room, then his gaze fell on Chen Fan, and a smile appeared on his face: "Xiao Fan, come back with me. The meat is cooked and we're just waiting for you to come back."

"Yes, Dad."

Chen Fan responded, he was also looking forward to it.

After saying goodbye to the lame man, the two walked one after the other on the uneven dirt road.

"I heard from your mother that you've been practicing archery all day? You came here right after putting down your chopsticks at noon?" Chen Guodong asked as he walked forward.

"Um."

Chen Fan responded.

It was indeed a little uncomfortable for him to be alone with this father.

"How are you feeling?"

"Feeling alright?"

Chen Fan asked tentatively.

"It's alright."

Chen Guodong nodded and said, "If you really want to continue practicing archery, I'll have your Uncle Wei and the others give you some guidance whenever they have time. You owe so much to them for what you've learned today."

"OK."

Chen Fan nodded.

He had heard the lame man mention that the Wei brothers could draw a bow weighing 100 jin (50 kg), so their archery skills must be superb. He thought that receiving guidance from the other party would be quite beneficial.

"Um."

After Chen Guodong finished speaking, the two fell silent again.

Fortunately, home is right in front of me; just around the corner, I'll be there.

Just then, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and saw that in the main room of his house, besides his mother and younger brother, there were three or four middle-aged men standing or sitting, obviously waiting for his father.

Has the celebration already ended?

He thought to himself, for some reason, that he had a feeling of unease.

"Tiangong, Tianyuan, what brings you here?"

Chen Guodong's eyes showed surprise. He quickly stepped forward and said, "You've come at the right time. Haven't had dinner yet? Why don't you eat here?"

The woman next to her was startled, but still smiled and agreed, "Yes, yes, the food is ready, please sit down."

After all, today's prey was thanks to the Wei brothers' superb archery skills; otherwise, how could a human possibly catch up with a wild rabbit that is good at running?

However, the group looked at each other, and finally their gazes settled on the tall, balding middle-aged man at the head of the group, who was none other than Wei Tiangong, the eldest of the Wei brothers.

"Guodong".

Wei Tiangong took a deep breath, looked at him and said, "We've come here tonight to say goodbye."

(End of this chapter)