Afterward, he began correcting Dugu Yan's mistakes again.
"If your arrows were a little more accurate, the enemy would fall before the poison even took effect."
"Your posture when drawing the bow is a little off. Watch me."
With that, Lu Feng took an arrow from his Soul Tool and nocked it on the bow.
He held his breath and focused.
Whoosh! The arrow shot out like lightning.
Lu Feng instantly took another sharp arrow from his Soul Tool, drew the bow, and fired again at high speed.
Before the first arrow had even hit its target, Lu Feng had already nocked his third arrow.
Thud! The first sharp arrow sank viciously into a large tree, its tail trembling violently.
Crack!
The second sharp arrow actually struck the tail of the first, splitting it into several pieces.
Crack!
Another arrow-shattering sound rang out. The third sharp arrow had sunk more than half a foot into the trunk, its tail vibrating fiercely for a long while without stopping.
"Wow, that's amazing! Tang Si, teach me!" Dugu Yan's eyes sparkled as she nearly jumped with excitement.
Lu Feng smiled. "When raising the bow, your left arm and shoulder should form a straight line. When drawing, pull the string back to the tip of your nose. Target, arrowhead, eye—three points in one line."
"Like this?" Dugu Yan raised her bow seriously and asked tentatively.
"Your stance is a little off. Don't let your hands shake, and don't tense your body so much."
As he spoke, Lu Feng walked behind Dugu Yan, pressed against her back, held her hands, and began correcting her aiming posture.
Back then, the old hunter had taught him archery the same way.
Bang! A loud crash sounded.
Lu Feng turned around and saw Dugu Bo hovering in midair, staring