Rookie Archer (3)

Athena seemed to have already thought of this. She didn't insist that Ye Lang meet Li Yue; they would meet eventually!

Furthermore, Ye Lang might also participate in the upcoming Hunting Competition, which will require the use of bows and crossbows. Alchemy Weapon like those used by Ye Lang are not allowed, so he will also need to practice his archery skills.

Knowing this, Athena had already reserved a spot for Ye Lang so he could practice archery during this time. Of course, the spot she arranged was a little close to Li Yue's, but not next to each other.

"Archery, I don't think I've ever practiced this... Perfect timing to practice!" Ye Lang picked up the bow and arrow, drew the bowstring, compared the arrows, and studied them for a while.

After Ye Lang obtained the Martial Arts Treasury, he did not practice all eighteen martial arts skills. After coming to this world, he continued to practice them, but did not learn long-range archery.

Later, he created Alchemy Weapon that could attack from a distance, so Ye Lang never touched a bow and arrow again.

"This little fool..." Seeing Ye Lang's state, Cold-Blooded Fifth knew that Ye Lang had never played with a bow and arrow before, but she believed that Ye Lang would get used to it soon.

Because Ye Lang's marksmanship is very strong, and the aiming method is actually similar, it's just a matter of technique. Theoretically, this technique isn't a problem.

"Hey, you little fox, judging by your appearance, have you never practiced?" The person waiting on the side was a little annoyed when he saw Ye Lang like this.

Normally, they might have been kind enough to teach Ye Lang, but now that they had no practice opportunities, they were naturally unhappy to see their spots taken by this newbie, Ye Lang.

"Hmm! I haven't practiced!" Ye Lang replied casually, not paying attention as he pulled the bowstring.

"If you haven't practiced, then don't waste your time. Give your spot to someone who needs it, like—me!" the man said to Ye Lang with a smile, without seeming to blush as he spoke.

"I'm sorry, I can't give you this seat!" Ye Lang replied politely. This was part of his plan to pursue Li Yue, and besides, it was a seat reserved by Athena. Could he possibly give it up to someone else?

"You ungrateful brat, don't be so ungrateful. I'm just being polite. Do you even know who my father is?" the man continued.

"Why is it another one talking about who my dad is? Can't we have something more interesting to say..." Ye Lang picked his ear, seemingly getting tired of hearing this.

"You spoiled brats, all you can do is use your fathers' names to show off, can't you just say your own names?" Ye Lang said casually. "Oh, sorry, I just blurted out what I was thinking, please don't mind!"

"..."

After hearing Ye Lang's words, the people around him fell silent. In this lively setting, such quiet seemed a little strange!

"I am Muer, the son of Mu Dan!" the man said.

"Peony? Wood ear fungus?" Ye Lang paused for a moment, then continued, "You're just using your dad's name to act arrogant. Listen to my name, Ford Focus."

"Ford? Focus? Anything else?" said the wood ear mushroom, no, the Muer.

"This is it. Do you need anything else?" Ye Lang said casually. At that moment, he accidentally shot the arrow he had just prepared.

"Look, right to the bullseye! Who said I can't shoot arrows?!" Ye Lang looked ahead and saw that an arrow had hit the bullseye, so he became "proud".

"That's someone else's arrow, yours is here!" Muer said from the side. At that moment, everyone noticed that there seemed to be something extra on Muer's shoulder—

A feathered arrow!

"Hey, Brother Muer, why are you playing with arrows stuck in your body? That's a very unique hobby..." Ye Lang said with great curiosity.

"..."

"This is the arrow you shot!!!" Muer roared.

"My arrow is over there..." Ye Lang pointed to the target in the distance. It seemed that he would not admit that the arrow stuck in someone else's body was his.

"Your arrow is here!!" Muer roared again.

"My arrow is over there!" Ye Lang denied again.

"Here!"

"There!"

"Alright, if you don't believe me, I'll shoot another arrow for you!" Ye Lang nocked an arrow to his bow and then shot it.

"Thump..."

The arrow reappeared on the target!

"Look! My archery skills are unparalleled!!" Ye Lang said proudly, glancing at Muer beside him, ready to show off a little.

"Hey, why are you sticking arrows into yourself again? Is it fun?" Ye Lang confused, while the people around him had already started to keep their distance.

Muer was in pain and furious because there was an arrow stuck in each of his shoulders, and needless to say, the extra arrows were Ye Lang's.

Why are there feathered arrows on the target? Of course, they belong to someone else. In this bustling archery range, people are drawing their bows and shooting arrows all the time.

And since these arrows were provided by the same shooting range, there was naturally no difference between them.

That's why, when Muer questioned Ye Lang directly asked, "You say these two arrows are mine, what proof do you have?"

"So many eyes are watching what you did, you don't need to make excuses anymore!!" Muer roared.

"But I didn't see it... How about I shoot the arrow again and see..." Ye Lang was very honest. He felt that he should carefully verify it. If it really was his, then he would apologize to the other party.

"Whoosh..."

As Ye Lang prepared to draw his bow and shoot, almost everyone around him moved far away, and Muer had already run quite far as well.

"Hey, Brother Muer, don't run away! How can you prove it's me if you run away?" Ye Lang shouted.

"If I can't afford to mess with you, can't I at least avoid you? If you keep shooting me, will I even survive?" As he spoke, Muer disappeared into the crowd. What he needed most right now was to find a doctor, not to accompany Ye Lang to prove this.

"It's alright, I know medicine. As long as you don't die, I can save you," Ye Lang shouted, trying to persuade Muer to stay.

"Get lost! Go lie to the ghosts!!" Muer's voice rang out from the crowd.

"Really? I'm not lying to you. Never mind, let's practice archery!" Ye Lang didn't care and started drawing his bow and shooting again. This time it seemed a little better. Although he didn't hit the bullseye, at least he didn't hit anyone.

Actually, it's because there's no one around him anymore!

Because of this, while everyone was queuing up for a spot on the bustling shooting range, several spots near Ye Lang remained empty.

Archery practice is secondary; life is paramount. Stay away from beginners and prioritize safety!