Chapter 88
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After the hunting team shot the bows and arrows in each round, Mu Feng would step forward to give guidance, pointing out the shortcomings and doing a demonstration by the way.
In this way, during the three days, the members of the hunting team practiced archery regardless of morning or evening.
Because of the guidance of the "famous teacher" Mu Feng, their archery skills are also improving by leaps and bounds.
In the end, every round of archery can hit the target, and all of them are above six rings.
After several rounds of archery with the same results, Ming Guang couldn't help but feel complacent, and looked at Mu Feng with a big grin: "Look, great chief, we can really hit the target!"
"Not enough!" Mu Feng shook his head and said lightly.
"Not enough?" Everyone was stunned, including Ming Guang and Li Hu.
Mu Feng stood up: "What you are practicing now is a target that is not moving, but there are really enemies or prey, who would stand there stupidly and let you shoot?"
He looked around and asked, "What if someone wants to chop you with a bone knife and you don't have a weapon at hand?"
Someone subconsciously said, "Get away!"
Someone else said, "Run!"
Ming Guang glared at the two of them viciously, but Mu Feng gave Mu Feng a blank stare.
He smiled and said, "Then others know that you are holding an arrow to shoot him, will he also hide and run?"
This stopped everyone.
Ming Guang couldn't help asking: "Great chief, since people will hide, we will miss the shot, so why do you let us practice arrows?"
"Can't shoot?" Mu Feng shook his head and laughed, "That's because you didn't practice well enough!"
As he said that, he fished out the three ready-made bows from Han Shu's hand, and picked up a feathered arrow that had already been tied with feathers, holding them all in one hand.
At the same time, with the other hand, he picked up a piece of bamboo that was cut off next to him, and threw it out.
Without waiting for everyone to react, the moment Mu Feng threw the bamboo tube out, he picked up the bow and strung the string, squinted his eyes and turned his face to the edge of the bowstring, and hurriedly shouted while the bamboo tube was falling: "Go!"
The bamboo arrow shot out in response, the sound of "whoosh" hadn't stopped, and there was another "pop", and the tip of the arrow directly pierced the bamboo tube in the air!
The bamboo tube split into bamboo pieces, which fell to the ground one after another.
"This!" Ming Guang gasped, too shocked to speak.
This is still the case for Mingguang, let alone the members of other hunting teams.
Bai Fang, who was alone on the side, had a natural look on his face, as if no matter what Mu Feng did, she would not be surprised.
There was even more expectation in her eyes looking at Mu Feng.
Regardless of the shock around him, Mu Feng returned the arrow to Han Shu, and said with a smile: "Now I know how effective your practice is?"
It was only then that Mingguang came to his senses, and he blushed and yelled at the top of his voice, "Hurry up and practice archery for me! When you're done practicing, let the chief teach us the way of archery!"
"Yes!" The members of the hunting team yelled one by one, put away their previous complacency, and began to practice arrows seriously.
They knew, of course, that the warchief wouldn't teach them that until they hit the bull's-eye.
Seeing this, Mu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly.
During the three days, he witnessed the hard work and progress of the hunting team, and he was very pleased.
But he also knows that the tribe is very weak, and he must strengthen himself with the fastest speed, so as to survive in the harsh environment around him.
So when he saw them get carried away because they hit the target, he was more worried in his heart.
Fortunately, he discovered this problem in time, and the skills he had practiced hard in the "Arrow God Club" in his previous life were not lost, so he shocked them with his frisbee shooting skills.
The most important thing is that he uses a three-piece bow, which is not comparable to the other two arrows in terms of strength and speed.
When Han Shu took the arrow, his eyes were burning, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Great chief, I want to learn!"
Mu Feng was stunned for a moment: "You want to learn this?"
"Yes!" Han Shu nodded heavily, "I also want to have superb archery skills like you, and protect the tribe in the future!"
Mu Feng thought for a while, Ming Guang and Li Hu had told him before that Han Shu was a reliable person and was trained as a future tribal leader.
Moreover, Mu Feng felt that Han Shu was really good after observing these few days, he nodded and said: "Okay, let me see your archery skills!"
Excitement appeared on Han Shu's face, but he suppressed it immediately.
He took a deep breath, picked up his bow and set up an arrow, turned around and shot at an archery target, right in the heart!
Mu Feng nodded, and pointed to a tree not far away: "Did you see the branch next to that tree, try it!"
The branch was as thick as an arm, much smaller than an archery target.
Han Shu nodded without saying a word, and shot the arrow again, which still hit the target.
Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and he thought inwardly: "Is the tribe going to produce a sharp archer so soon, that's great!"
But he didn't show any strangeness on his face, nodded and said: "Okay, now you start to look at the leaves of that branch, and see how it sways with the wind!"
"Ah?" Han Shu wondered, "Look at the leaves? Chief, why do you want to look at the leaves?"
Mu Feng smiled and explained: "A leaf is like a moving target, what should you do if you want to shoot it?"
Han Shu thought for a while and said: "Of course I want to know where it will be when I shoot the arrow!"
Mu Feng smiled and said, "Then where will it be when you shoot the arrow?"
Now Han Shu was stunned, looked at the leaves by himself, frowned and thought: "When I shoot the arrow, it is in one place, but when the arrow arrives, it is in another place, it is always moving..."
Mu Feng listened to Han Shu muttering there, nodded with a smile, and didn't make a sound.
He knew that the tribe's number one archer was about to appear!
(end of this chapter)
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After the hunting team shot the bows and arrows in each round, Mu Feng would step forward to give guidance, pointing out the shortcomings and doing a demonstration by the way.
In this way, during the three days, the members of the hunting team practiced archery regardless of morning or evening.
Because of the guidance of the "famous teacher" Mu Feng, their archery skills are also improving by leaps and bounds.
In the end, every round of archery can hit the target, and all of them are above six rings.
After several rounds of archery with the same results, Ming Guang couldn't help but feel complacent, and looked at Mu Feng with a big grin: "Look, great chief, we can really hit the target!"
"Not enough!" Mu Feng shook his head and said lightly.
"Not enough?" Everyone was stunned, including Ming Guang and Li Hu.
Mu Feng stood up: "What you are practicing now is a target that is not moving, but there are really enemies or prey, who would stand there stupidly and let you shoot?"
He looked around and asked, "What if someone wants to chop you with a bone knife and you don't have a weapon at hand?"
Someone subconsciously said, "Get away!"
Someone else said, "Run!"
Ming Guang glared at the two of them viciously, but Mu Feng gave Mu Feng a blank stare.
He smiled and said, "Then others know that you are holding an arrow to shoot him, will he also hide and run?"
This stopped everyone.
Ming Guang couldn't help asking: "Great chief, since people will hide, we will miss the shot, so why do you let us practice arrows?"
"Can't shoot?" Mu Feng shook his head and laughed, "That's because you didn't practice well enough!"
As he said that, he fished out the three ready-made bows from Han Shu's hand, and picked up a feathered arrow that had already been tied with feathers, holding them all in one hand.
At the same time, with the other hand, he picked up a piece of bamboo that was cut off next to him, and threw it out.
Without waiting for everyone to react, the moment Mu Feng threw the bamboo tube out, he picked up the bow and strung the string, squinted his eyes and turned his face to the edge of the bowstring, and hurriedly shouted while the bamboo tube was falling: "Go!"
The bamboo arrow shot out in response, the sound of "whoosh" hadn't stopped, and there was another "pop", and the tip of the arrow directly pierced the bamboo tube in the air!
The bamboo tube split into bamboo pieces, which fell to the ground one after another.
"This!" Ming Guang gasped, too shocked to speak.
This is still the case for Mingguang, let alone the members of other hunting teams.
Bai Fang, who was alone on the side, had a natural look on his face, as if no matter what Mu Feng did, she would not be surprised.
There was even more expectation in her eyes looking at Mu Feng.
Regardless of the shock around him, Mu Feng returned the arrow to Han Shu, and said with a smile: "Now I know how effective your practice is?"
It was only then that Mingguang came to his senses, and he blushed and yelled at the top of his voice, "Hurry up and practice archery for me! When you're done practicing, let the chief teach us the way of archery!"
"Yes!" The members of the hunting team yelled one by one, put away their previous complacency, and began to practice arrows seriously.
They knew, of course, that the warchief wouldn't teach them that until they hit the bull's-eye.
Seeing this, Mu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly.
During the three days, he witnessed the hard work and progress of the hunting team, and he was very pleased.
But he also knows that the tribe is very weak, and he must strengthen himself with the fastest speed, so as to survive in the harsh environment around him.
So when he saw them get carried away because they hit the target, he was more worried in his heart.
Fortunately, he discovered this problem in time, and the skills he had practiced hard in the "Arrow God Club" in his previous life were not lost, so he shocked them with his frisbee shooting skills.
The most important thing is that he uses a three-piece bow, which is not comparable to the other two arrows in terms of strength and speed.
When Han Shu took the arrow, his eyes were burning, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Great chief, I want to learn!"
Mu Feng was stunned for a moment: "You want to learn this?"
"Yes!" Han Shu nodded heavily, "I also want to have superb archery skills like you, and protect the tribe in the future!"
Mu Feng thought for a while, Ming Guang and Li Hu had told him before that Han Shu was a reliable person and was trained as a future tribal leader.
Moreover, Mu Feng felt that Han Shu was really good after observing these few days, he nodded and said: "Okay, let me see your archery skills!"
Excitement appeared on Han Shu's face, but he suppressed it immediately.
He took a deep breath, picked up his bow and set up an arrow, turned around and shot at an archery target, right in the heart!
Mu Feng nodded, and pointed to a tree not far away: "Did you see the branch next to that tree, try it!"
The branch was as thick as an arm, much smaller than an archery target.
Han Shu nodded without saying a word, and shot the arrow again, which still hit the target.
Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and he thought inwardly: "Is the tribe going to produce a sharp archer so soon, that's great!"
But he didn't show any strangeness on his face, nodded and said: "Okay, now you start to look at the leaves of that branch, and see how it sways with the wind!"
"Ah?" Han Shu wondered, "Look at the leaves? Chief, why do you want to look at the leaves?"
Mu Feng smiled and explained: "A leaf is like a moving target, what should you do if you want to shoot it?"
Han Shu thought for a while and said: "Of course I want to know where it will be when I shoot the arrow!"
Mu Feng smiled and said, "Then where will it be when you shoot the arrow?"
Now Han Shu was stunned, looked at the leaves by himself, frowned and thought: "When I shoot the arrow, it is in one place, but when the arrow arrives, it is in another place, it is always moving..."
Mu Feng listened to Han Shu muttering there, nodded with a smile, and didn't make a sound.
He knew that the tribe's number one archer was about to appear!
(end of this chapter)
After the hunting team shot the bows and arrows in each round, Mu Feng would step forward to give guidance, pointing out the shortcomings and doing a demonstration by the way. In this way, during the three days, the members of the hunting team practiced archery regardless of morning or evening. Because of the guidance of the "famous teacher" Mu Feng, their archery skills are also improving by leaps and bounds. In the end, every round of archery can hit the target, and all of them are above six rings. After several rounds of archery with the same results, Ming Guang couldn't help but feel complacent, and looked at Mu Feng with a big grin: "Look, great chief, we can really hit the target!" "Not enough!" Mu Feng shook his head and said lightly. "Not enough?" Everyone was stunned, including Ming Guang and Li Hu. Mu Feng stood up: "What you are practicing now is a target that is not moving, but there are really enemies or prey, who would stand there stupidly and let you shoot?" He looked around and asked, "What if someone wants to chop you with a bone knife and you don't have a weapon at hand?" Someone subconsciously said, "Get away!" Someone else said, "Run!" Ming Guang glared at the two of them viciously, but Mu Feng gave Mu Feng a blank stare. He smiled and said, "Then others know that you are holding an arrow to shoot him, will he also hide and run?" This stopped everyone. Ming Guang couldn't help asking: "Great chief, since people will hide, we will miss the shot, so why do you let us practice arrows?" "Can't shoot?" Mu Feng shook his head and laughed, "That's because you didn't practice well enough!" As he said that, he fished out the three ready-made bows from Han Shu's hand, and picked up a feathered arrow that had already been tied with feathers, holding them all in one hand. At the same time, with the other hand, he picked up a piece of bamboo that was cut off next to him, and threw it out. Without waiting for everyone to react, the moment Mu Feng threw the bamboo tube out, he picked up the bow and strung the string, squinted his eyes and turned his face to the edge of the bowstring, and hurriedly shouted while the bamboo tube was falling: "Go!" The bamboo arrow shot out in response, the sound of "whoosh" hadn't stopped, and there was another "pop", and the tip of the arrow directly pierced the bamboo tube in the air! The bamboo tube split into bamboo pieces, which fell to the ground one after another. "This!" Ming Guang gasped, too shocked to speak. This is still the case for Mingguang, let alone the members of other hunting teams. Bai Fang, who was alone on the side, had a natural look on his face, as if no matter what Mu Feng did, she would not be surprised. There was even more expectation in her eyes looking at Mu Feng. Regardless of the shock around him, Mu Feng returned the arrow to Han Shu, and said with a smile: "Now I know how effective your practice is?" It was only then that Mingguang came to his senses, and he blushed and yelled at the top of his voice, "Hurry up and practice archery for me! When you're done practicing, let the chief teach us the way of archery!" "Yes!" The members of the hunting team yelled one by one, put away their previous complacency, and began to practice arrows seriously. They knew, of course, that the warchief wouldn't teach them that until they hit the bull's-eye. Seeing this, Mu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly. During the three days, he witnessed the hard work and progress of the hunting team, and he was very pleased. But he also knows that the tribe is very weak, and he must strengthen himself with the fastest speed, so as to survive in the harsh environment around him. So when he saw them get carried away because they hit the target, he was more worried in his heart. Fortunately, he discovered this problem in time, and the skills he had practiced hard in the "Arrow God Club" in his previous life were not lost, so he shocked them with his frisbee shooting skills. The most important thing is that he uses a three-piece bow, which is not comparable to the other two arrows in terms of strength and speed. When Han Shu took the arrow, his eyes were burning, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Great chief, I want to learn!" Mu Feng was stunned for a moment: "You want to learn this?" "Yes!" Han Shu nodded heavily, "I also want to have superb archery skills like you, and protect the tribe in the future!" Mu Feng thought for a while, Ming Guang and Li Hu had told him before that Han Shu was a reliable person and was trained as a future tribal leader. Moreover, Mu Feng felt that Han Shu was really good after observing these few days, he nodded and said: "Okay, let me see your archery skills!" Excitement appeared on Han Shu's face, but he suppressed it immediately. He took a deep breath, picked up his bow and set up an arrow, turned around and shot at an archery target, right in the heart! Mu Feng nodded, and pointed to a tree not far away: "Did you see the branch next to that tree, try it!" The branch was as thick as an arm, much smaller than an archery target. Han Shu nodded without saying a word, and shot the arrow again, which still hit the target. Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and he thought inwardly: "Is the tribe going to produce a sharp archer so soon, that's great!" But he didn't show any strangeness on his face, nodded and said: "Okay, now you start to look at the leaves of that branch, and see how it sways with the wind!" "Ah?" Han Shu wondered, "Look at the leaves? Chief, why do you want to look at the leaves?" Mu Feng smiled and explained: "A leaf is like a moving target, what should you do if you want to shoot it?" Han Shu thought for a while and said: "Of course I want to know where it will be when I shoot the arrow!" Mu Feng smiled and said, "Then where will it be when you shoot the arrow?" Now Han Shu was stunned, looked at the leaves by himself, frowned and thought: "When I shoot the arrow, it is in one place, but when the arrow arrives, it is in another place, it is always moving..." Mu Feng listened to Han Shu muttering there, nodded with a smile, and didn't make a sound. He knew that the tribe's number one archer was about to appear! end of this chapter
