High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Chapter 5: Bitter? Not Bitter.

"How long do you think he can keep this up?"

Taking a break, a few young men gathered together and whispered.

"At most two days."

"Two days? I think he'll barely make it through one. Didn't you notice his right arm can't even lift properly after less than an hour? To be honest, he might give up this afternoon."

"Your words remind me of when I first practiced archery for a day. That evening, I couldn't even hold my bowl, and my fingers peeled."

"Heh, who didn't go through that? Comparatively, practicing shooting is easier. If we had handguns, that'd be perfect," another young man giggled foolishly.

"In your dreams! The price of firearms is sky-high due to those greedy merchants. A small bullet costs several pounds of food. It's outrageous!"

As they chatted, the topic drifted away from Chen Fan.

In actuality, Chen Fan was indeed exhausted.

His body was already weaker than most, and each time he drew the bow fully, it took almost all his strength. After more than ten continuous attempts, his right arm trembled as if it no longer belonged to him.

The only positive was that his skill level had increased significantly.

[Basic Archery: Lv0 (28%)]

Once, he almost hit the bullseye, which instantly boosted his progress by 5%.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, raised his numb right arm again, and drew the bowstring. However, this time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't draw it fully.

The next moment, the arrow slipped and flew only three or four meters before sticking into the ground.

"Are you an idiot? Can't you rest when you're out of strength?"

A man with a limp called out.

Chen Fan turned around, giving him an embarrassed smile. "You're right, Uncle Zhang. I'll take a break first."

Sighing, he thought, hastening brings no success. He wanted to increase his skill level quickly, but his body condition just wouldn't allow it.

"Come over here, let me massage your arm."

The man with the limp spoke again.

This time, not only Chen Fan but even the few young men sitting nearby were stunned, thinking, "We didn't get this treatment when we practiced archery!"

"Tsk."

The man with the limp sneered at them. "You call that practicing archery? Weak and feeble. Anyone would think you were fluffing cotton instead."

The group immediately blushed from embarrassment.

Though they did slack off a few times in between... it was because their arms were sore and they couldn't muster the strength.

"Well," Chen Fan hesitated, "Uncle Zhang, that's not necessary."

"If you don't want to struggle with pulling up your pants in the bathroom later, I don't mind." The man with the limp shrugged.

Chen Fan winced and reluctantly said, "Then, I'll trouble you, Uncle Zhang."

"You should have agreed earlier. Quit whining." The man with the limp hobbled over, grumbling all the while.

Despite his rough words, it was clear to anyone not foolish that he genuinely cared.

Chen Fan extended his right arm, and soon felt a wave of relief and comfort flooding in. The previous fatigue seemed to vanish, and he regained control over his right arm.

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