High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Chapter 4 Martial Artist?

"Cough, cough."

The sound of coughing brought Chen Fan back to reality. The man with the limp looked at him and said nonchalantly, "Kid, the bow in your hand is just the most basic one. Beyond thirty meters, it doesn't have much killing power against Low-level Fierce Beasts. Besides, you've only drawn it once. Look,"

He nodded towards the outside, "Do you see those people holding spears?"

Chen Fan glanced outside and then nodded.

"When they first came, they also started with bow training. Some even used the second bow, the sixty-pound one. But so what? After two or three days, they couldn't persist any longer."

He looked at the bow in Chen Fan's hand and said, "Just a reminder, it's best to practice spear techniques like them. If you encounter a Fierce Beast in the wild, you'll at least have some fighting strength."

"Uncle Zhang, thank you for the advice, but I still want to give it a try."

Chen Fan looked at the progress bar behind Basic Archery on the panel and felt a surge of determination.

"Suit yourself."

The man with the limp wasn't surprised.

Youngsters are always like this, not willing to give up until they've hit a wall. After a few more arrows, when his entire right arm can't be lifted, he'll know the struggle.

"Uncle Zhang, can I try those other bows?" Chen Fan asked with a smile. He had a suspicion: the stronger the bow he used, the faster the progress in Basic Archery would increase, right?

"Sure."

The man with the limp replied without hesitation, "The second bow is sixty pounds, the third is eighty, the fourth is a hundred pounds, the fifth is two hundred, and the sixth is three hundred pounds. Which one do you want to try?"

"Th-three hundred pounds?"

Chen Fan's gaze fell on the black longbow on the far right, which was almost as tall as him. Three hundred pounds, meaning to draw the bowstring, the single arm power had to be at least three hundred pounds?

"Does that intimidate you?"

The man with the limp grinned, "Not to mention three hundred pounds, there are even five hundred-pound Battle Bows that people can draw, shooting down Iron Armor Rhinoceroses from a kilometer away."

"Iron Armor Rhinoceros..."

Chen Fan muttered to himself. In his memories, it was the top-level existence among the Mid-level Fierce Beasts, with armor that was said to be able to block small-caliber bullets.

"Uncle Zhang, is that an Awakener?" he asked instinctively.

After all, in this world, Awakeners stood at the pinnacle.

"No."

Unexpectedly, the man with the limp shook his head, "He's a Martial Artist."

"A Martial Artist?"

Chen Fan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Becoming an Awakener is one in a million. For ordinary people, it's hard to contend with Fierce Beasts without the aid of modern weapons. The good news is, as the world changes, it seems the human limits are also being broken."

The man with the limp murmured to himself, "These people temper their bodies and toughen their bones, gaining strength beyond the ordinary. This is a Martial Artist. Several kilometers away from our village, in Zhao Family Castle, there is someone who can draw this three hundred-pound Battle Bow. He's a Martial Artist."

Chen Fan took a deep breath, feeling as though a door was slowly opening before him. Excitedly, he asked, "Are there any Martial Artists in our camp?"

"Not like the one in Zhao Family Castle, but there are those who can draw a hundred-pound Hard Bow. Like the Wei Brothers, they both can shoot arrows and are the main force of our Hunting Team. But they probably won't stay here for long."

The man with the limp sighed, his face filled with worry.

"Then, how do Martial Artists compare to Awakeners?"

Chen Fan continued to ask.

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