Taking advantage of the break, several young people gathered together and talked quietly.
"I couldn't bear it for two days."
"Two days? I think one day is enough. Haven't you noticed that he can hardly lift his right hand in less than an hour? To put it bluntly, he will probably have to give up by this afternoon."
"When you said this, I immediately remembered that I practiced archery for a day and when I went home at night, I couldn't even lift the bowl and my fingers were all peeled."
"Hey, who isn't? In comparison, it's easier to practice shooting. It would be better if you could have a pistol." A young man said with a silly smile.
"You have a wonderful idea. The prices of firearms have been driven up to the sky by those unscrupulous businessmen. For such a large bullet, you have to pay several kilograms of grain in exchange for it. It's so unscrupulous!"
As a few people chatted, the topic shifted from Chen Fan to somewhere else.
In fact, Chen Fan really feels like he can't bear it now.
This body is not as good as a normal person's. Every time he pulls Hong full, he almost has to exert all his strength. After pulling him in for more than ten times in a row, his whole right arm is shaking, as if it doesn't belong to him at all.
The only advantage is that the proficiency level has increased a lot.
[Basic Archery: Lv0 (28%)]
One of these times, I was only one finger away from the bullseye, and my progress suddenly increased by 5%.
Chen Fan took a deep breath, raised his numb right arm again, and pulled the bow string. However, this time, no matter how hard he tried, he could not fully draw the bow string.
The next moment, the arrow came out of my hand, flew three or four meters away, and stuck on the ground.
"Are you stupid? You don't have enough energy, don't you know how to take a rest?"
The lame man's voice sounded.
Chen Fan turned around and smiled awkwardly at him, saying, "Uncle Zhang said, I'll take a rest first."
As he said that, he sighed, haste makes waste, although he really wanted to maximize his proficiency, but his physical condition did not allow it?
"Come here and I'll touch your arm."
Just then the lame man said again.
At this time, not only Chen Fan, but also several young people sitting next to him were stunned. Their eyes seemed to say, when we practice archery, don't we get such treatment?
"Cut."
The lame man said disdainfully to a few people: "You call it practicing archery? You are weak and weak. Those who know it think you are practicing archery, and those who don't know think you are playing cotton?"
Several people suddenly blushed.
Although they did have to work hard a few times on the way... But it was because their arms were sore and they couldn't lift them.
"This," Chen Fan said sheepishly, "Uncle Zhang, don't you need this?"
"If you don't want to go to the toilet later and can't lift your pants, I have no objection." The lame man shrugged.
Chen Fan hissed, but still said bravely: "Then, I'll trouble Uncle Zhang."
"It's enough if it's like this earlier, there's a lot of trouble." The lame man limped over and muttered.
The words sound rough, but anyone who is not stupid can hear the concern in them.
Chen Fan stretched out his right arm, and soon he felt a sense of comfort coming over him. The previous fatigue seemed to be swept away, and his body once again regained control of his right arm.
It lasted for almost twenty minutes. During the process, Chen Fan tried to withdraw his arm several times, but was stopped by the other party's eyes.
When the massage was over, Chen Fan felt even more embarrassed and hurriedly said: "Uncle Zhang, thank you for your hard work."
The lame man waved his hand and said, "Compared with what your father did for the people in the village, this little thing is nothing."
Chen Fan was startled and finally understood.
What Uncle Zhang is talking about is that his father has always worked hard to ensure that the people in the village, young and old, male and female, can survive, right?
"Boy, listen to Uncle Zhang's advice. This archery technique is not that easy to practice. Even if you can hit it with perfect accuracy now, in the wild, they are all moving targets and it is difficult to hit."
He glanced at the long bow and said seriously.
"Uncle Zhang, I understand, but if I give up now, wouldn't I give up halfway?" Chen Fan looked into the other person's eyes and said calmly.
Finally, the progress bar of basic archery is close to 30%. Why don’t you give up now and start from scratch? So much energy is wasted.
"Same."
The lame man nodded, said, "Practice slowly, take your time," and then turned and left.
Of course, the young people on the other side had a hard time.
Chen Fan looked at the other person's back and thought to himself, Uncle Zhang looks like a big boss and talks nonsense, but he is a delicate person on the inside. If his leg is not lame, he must be his father.
Right-hand assistant.
He sighed softly in his heart, picked up the bow and arrow again, and walked towards the target.
Drawing a bow and setting an arrow again and again seems to others to be a very boring thing, and there is no feedback.
But for him, every time he shoots an arrow with a standard posture, he can gain a little proficiency. The closer he is to the target, the greater the proficiency he gains!
This undoubtedly kept him energetic, and he corrected his posture while shooting arrows again and again. In this way, the physical fatigue became bearable.
"It seems that I underestimated this boy."
The lame man glanced at it and nodded slightly.
With this spirit of striving to be the best every time, there is no one else in the village. Maybe he can really persevere?
Time passed bit by bit, and at noon Chen Fan went back to have lunch. Of course, the so-called lunch was no different from last night's dinner, it was still a bowl of gruel.
However, after learning that Chen Fan was practicing archery, the woman gave him an extra spoonful in the bowl.
"Xiaofan, if it's hard, stop practicing now."
She looked at Chen Fan's red hands and felt heartbroken.
Although she was pleased that Chen Fan was sensible and willing to share the pressure with her husband, she was even more worried. When the father and son went hunting together, if something happened, how could she survive as a woman with a child?
Chen Fan smiled and shook his head, "Bitter? It's really not bitter, he's still enjoying it.
He quickly drank the porridge and rushed to practice archery without stopping, leaving behind his mother who looked distressed and his brother who looked confused.
"Oh, there's no other way. Time is running out, so we have to race against time."
Chen Fan sighed. This camp was already very fragile. If there were any more blows, the consequences would be disastrous. However, his experiences in his previous life told him that good fortune often comes without misfortune, so he must grow up as soon as possible.
He walked quickly while looking at the properties panel.
After a morning of practice, his proficiency in basic archery has reached 52%. If nothing else, he will be able to upgrade this skill to level 1 before dark.
At that time, there will definitely be some amazing changes!