Too Strong

Whoosh!

The sound of arrows piercing the air rang out again, disappearing like shooting stars.

Chop!

The arrow hit the bullseye of the second target, but instead of showing the confident smile he had last time, Carl hurriedly looked at Naruto beside him.

Whoosh!

Snap!

A familiar, crisp sound rang out, and Carl jolted awake, then quickly looked toward the bullseye of the second target.

The white arrow rested quietly on the bullseye of the second target. Its distinctively feminine style made Carl's heart sink. Then he looked down at the bottom of the target.

The broken arrows lay on the ground; they were the arrows he had just left behind.

"Did it break again?"

Carl was somewhat unable to accept this reality. He muttered to himself, and then, defiantly, drew his bow and nocked an arrow once more.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Carl's hands moved like phantoms, rapidly firing arrows—a total of eight arrows, all of which he easily shot out.

To his surprise, his performance this time was outstanding, completely surpassing his previous records.

Because the first seven targets all hit the bullseye, only the last target, due to its distance and the influence of the wind, failed to hit the bullseye.

But the arrow still hit the bullseye, the 10-ring mark, which is considered extremely good.

This achievement relieved him, because he was amazed by his performance. So he smiled and turned to look at Naruto.

But upon closer inspection, he discovered that Naruto had also lowered his bow and arrow at that very moment.

Then.

Snap snap snap snap...

Several shattering sounds followed, until the last sound was barely audible, but Carl's expression grew increasingly grim, because he never wanted to hear those shattering sounds again.

Taking a deep breath, Carl tried to calm himself down and then looked at the targets.

Broken! Broken! Broken!

All the arrows on the targets were broken, even the arrow on the farthest target, which greatly upset Carl.

What Carl found even more unacceptable was that he hadn't hit the bullseye on the last target.

Logically, Naruto's arrows shouldn't have hit the bullseye, but somehow Naruto managed to hit the bullseye on the last target.

Such archery skills and artistry completely amazed him, leaving him stunned for quite some time.

It wasn't just him who hadn't recovered.

The surrounding tribesmen were also stunned, staring blankly at the distant target, at the small and exquisite archery target.

The entire scene was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Several minutes passed before these people gradually recovered and looked at Naruto with shocked expressions.

"Rette, how did you do that? That's incredible."

"Yes, I could never have imagined such archery skills in my entire life."

"My father was a master archer, but I feel that even his archery skills are not as good as those of Rette."

The clansmen were all talking amongst themselves, staring at Naruto in disbelief at his figure standing quietly in the wind, holding the lady's longbow.

He wasn't handsome, nor was he physically strong. He had no powerful background and was even very quiet, but...

At this moment, he was the center of everyone's attention, a figure whom no one dared to underestimate. Even Princess Anna looked at Naruto with admiration.

Ta-ta-ta!

Footsteps sounded, Naruto walked up to Princess Anna in full view of everyone, then raised his hand.

"Now, may we shake hands?" Naruto asked calmly.

"Is that so?"

Princess Anna raised her fair and delicate hand, tapped her chin with her index finger, and said with a mischievous glint in her big eyes.

"Let me see two more of your shining moments, and I'll shake your hand, okay?"

"A highlight? Sure."

Naruto smiled as he looked at Princess Anna, then quickly drew his bow and released an arrow into the sky.

Whoosh!

Bang!

A large, strange bird fell from the sky and landed not far from the two of them, with an arrow stuck in its neck, clearly indicating that it had been killed with a single shot.

"So handsome!"

A girl in the crowd suddenly shouted, her voice filled with obvious excitement.

The other girls also shouted and looked at Naruto with admiration.

Naruto ignored the voice and looked at Princess Anna, saying, "Once."

"Your archery skills are truly impressive. Here's the deal: you won't be allowed to use a bow next time. But if I can see one more moment of brilliance from you, I'll shake your hand, okay?"

Anna smiled as she spoke, her curiosity about Naruto growing stronger.

"Can."

Naruto nodded, quickly searching his memory, and soon remembered something. "Do you think you're pretty?"

Of course.

Princess Anna spoke with a touch of pride, clearly very confident in her appearance.

"Would you like to know your face more clearly?" Naruto asked calmly.

"I don't need that. I can see myself in the basin of water, or in a bronze mirror. I know how I look," Princess Anna shook her head and refused.

"Refusal is invalid, come with me."

Naruto tossed the mithril longbow to Princess Anna and turned to head towards the distant White Jade Mountain.

"Rette, where are you going?"

Anna took the longbow and hurriedly asked questions, her curiosity growing stronger.

She never expected that this previously aloof clansman would be so extraordinary, especially in his style of doing things, which could only be described as swift and decisive.

"You'll know when we get there. Do you have a dagger?" Naruto countered.

"Yes, is this okay?"

Anna took out a golden dagger from her waist. The dagger was engraved with strange patterns and looked very noble, clearly indicating that it was of extraordinary value.

"Okay, it's mine from now on."

Naruto took the dagger, and without waiting for the other person's consent, declared it his own, even tucking it into his waistband.

"You..."

Princess Anna was somewhat annoyed by Naruto's shameless behavior. As a princess who was always pampered, this was the first time someone had treated her like this.

The way they took her things without hesitation left her feeling helpless, but also very curious.

So instead of blaming Naruto, she curiously chased after him.

The surrounding tribesmen were equally curious and all followed, even the handsome blond Carl, who hesitated for two seconds before choosing to go with them.

They wanted to see what Naruto was doing at White Jade Mountain and why he went White Jade Mountain.

So they all left, leaving behind an empty archery range.

Not long after.

The Patriarch and the Great Elder of the Sky Clan walked over from a distance, carrying bows and arrows on their backs, seemingly intending to practice their archery skills here.

But.

When they arrived and saw the white arrows on the targets, they paused for a moment, then exchanged a glance and rushed to the first target.

"Patriarch, look at the broken arrows on the ground, and the arrow marks left on the bullseye," the Great Elder said solemnly.

"I see it. Let's go take a look at the back."

The Patriarch's expression also turned serious. He quickly went to the second target to check it, and what he saw made his expression even more solemn.

They only stopped completely when they reached the final target position.

"There's no mistake. To be able to shatter the arrow and then hit the bullseye is a sign that he's about to become a master archer. He's definitely going to be a master archer in the future," the Patriarch said solemnly.

"Yes, we never expected such a genius to emerge from our tribe. A master archer hasn't appeared in our tribe for many years." The Great Elder's expression gradually became excited.

"With the sharpshooter, we can gather the strength of our clan to attack the Flying Horned Demon Beast horde. These disgusting beasts have killed so many of our people," the Patriarch said bitterly.

"Yes, with the sharpshooter, we no longer worry about being ambushed, but who is this sharpshooter?" the Great Elder asked, full of doubt.

"Huh? This is... this is my daughter's arrow, could it be my daughter?..."

The Patriarch's expression suddenly brightened, but he quickly sensed something was amiss.

"My daughter's archery skills are far from reaching this level; there must be someone else."

"There aren't many people in the clan who would dare to borrow Princess Anna's bow and arrows. Who could it be?" the Great Elder wondered.

"It was Carl, only your son Carl dared to borrow a bow and arrows from Anna," the Patriarch said quietly.

"Carl ..."

The Great Elder was taken aback at first, but then his expression gradually brightened with joy. "Carl's archery skills are the best among the younger generation. Judging from the fact that he borrowed the bow and arrow, it is indeed possible that he is the one."

"It must be him. He's the only one in the clan with such amazing archery skills. His progress has been so rapid; he might even become a master archer in the future."

The Patriarch took a deep breath and said, "Let's go see him. This kid is even more outstanding than I imagined."

"Okay, hahaha!"

The two quickly left, their faces beaming with joy, to find Carl and the others.