Chapter 470 Bad at Archery (3)
Athena had thought about this. She did not NEED Ye Lang to meet up with Li Yue for they would encounter one another sooner or later!
Besides, he would have to practice archery for the upcoming group hunt. He would be prohibited from using alchemy weapons and is only limited to using crossbows and longbows.
Due to this, Athena had booked a slot for him to train his skills here in the meantime. Of course, his place was rather close to Li Yueâs, albeit not next to each other.
âArchery⊠I donât think I have ever practised before⊠This is perfect for me to train!â Ye Lang picked up a longbow. He pulled the bowstring and tested the arrows to check them out.
After Ye Lang obtained the Martial Arts Treasury, he did not master all the eighteen weapons. Even upon reaching this world, he resumed his practice routine and did not include archery in it.
Heâd created an alchemy weapon that dealt with long-range attacks, removing his need for the bow.
âThis idiotâŠâ Coldblood Five saw the state Ye Lang was in and knew immediately that he had never used the bow before. However, she believed that he could quickly master it.
That was because he was really good with firearms. While his aim was not bad, the problem lied in the technique, which in theory, should not be a problem as well.
âOi, Little Fox, are you a newbie?â Some people who were waiting nearby noticed him and were slightly annoyed.
Usually, they would kindly provide pointers to Ye Lang. But now that they could not train and had to watch a newbie like Ye Lang taking their spot, it was natural that they would be displeased.
âYep! I have never used one before!â Ye Lang ignored them and pulled on the bowstring.
âIf you never trained before, itâs best you donât waste your time here and give your slot to people who need it, likeâme!â The man smiled at Ye Lang.
âIâm sorry. I canât give it to you!â Ye Lang replied politely, which was a farce made to trick Li Yue. This was a slot Athena booked for him too, how could he give it away like that?
âYou little fox brat, know your spot! Iâm being kind to you now, do you know who my dad is?â The man continued.
âAnother kid talking about his dad? Again? Donât you have anything better to talk aboutâŠâ Ye Lang dug his ear. Conversations like that irritated him.
âAll of you spoiled bastards, why donât you tell me your name instead of flaunting your dadâs name?â blurted Ye Lang. ââŠOh, I didnât mean to say that out loud! Please donât mind me!â
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Upon hearing his words, everyone in the crowd fell silent. The lively mood turned into an eerily silence.
âI-I am Mudanâs son, Muâer!â
âMu Dan(peony)? Mu Er(fungus)?â Ye Lang continued, âAnd youâre SO proud of your fatherâs name? Listen to mine. Iâm Ford. Ford Fox.â
âFord? Fox? What?â The fungus-no, Muâer said.
âThatâs it.â Ye Lang said simply. And at that moment, he casually shot the arrow notched on his bow.
âBullseye! Who said I couldnât shoot?!â Ye Lang looked forward, only to see an arrow in the centre of the target, inflating his âprideâ.
âThat was someone elseâs arrow! Yours is right here!â Muer said. At the moment, everyone could see something protruding from his shoulderâan arrow!
âEh? Why is there as arrow stuck on your shoulder? You seem to have a rather peculiar hobbyâŠâ Ye Lang said curiously.
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âYou shot the arrow!â Muâer roared.
âMine is right thereâŠâ Ye Lang pointed to the arrow at the target far away. It seems like he would never admit the arrow on Muerâs shoulder as his.
âIt is here!â Muâer roared once more.
âMine is there!â Ye Lang denied again.
âHere!â
âThere!â
âŠ
âFine! If you donât believe me, let me prove it to you once again.â Ye Lang notched another arrow and fired it.
âThudâŠâ
Another arrow appeared on the targetâs bullseye!
âSee! My archery skills are superb!â Ye Lang said happily while turning to Muer with a proud look on his face.
âEh? Why did you stick another arrow on yourself? Is it fun?â Ye Lang wore a mystified expression while others drew their distances away from him.
Muer was engulfed in pain and rage as both his sides were pierced by an arrow. It was needless to say but the other arrow was shot by Ye Lang too.
Then why is there another arrow on the target? It was obviously someone elseâs! In this lively place, there would be people shooting every moment.
And the arrows were provided by the shooting range, so there was obviously no difference between them.
Which is why, when Muer was interrogating Ye Lang, Ye Lang replied with another question, âYouâre saying both arrows belong to me? Whereâs your proof?â
âThere are so many witnesses here! Donât dare deny it!â Muâer bellowed.
âBut, I didnât see⊠Why not I shoot againâŠâ Ye Lang was very honest. He believed that they should properly prove the case. If it was truly his fault, he would apologise.
âYikesâŠâ
When Ye Lang was preparing the bow, everyone moved far away from his lane, especially Muâer who ran the furthest.
âOi, Brother Muâer, please donât run away! How can you prove itâs me then?!â Ye Lang shouted.
âIf you continue to shoot, will I still be alive?â While he was speaking, he had already disappeared in the crowd. What he needed at the moment was a doctor, and not to prove the case.
âItâs alright. I have medical skills. As long as youâre not dead, I can always save you.â Ye Lang shouted in hopes that Muâer would stay.
âGo away! You canât trick me!â Muâerâs voice echoed across the crowd.
âItâs true! I wasnât lying! Fine, I should just stick to practising!â Ye Lang did not care too much anyway. He started to pull the bowstring. It was a better attempt this time. Although he did not hit the target, he did not strike anyone either.
That was because there wasnât anyone near him!
Because of this, despite how rowdy the place was, no one was practising at the slots near him and would rather wait in line further away.
Archery was a small matter to them and they prioritised their own lives. Avoid beginners if you value yours as well!
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