High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery
Chapter 170 - 169 Is This Really a Newcomer? (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 170: Chapter 169 Is This Really a Newcomer? (Please Subscribe)

Sun Wei is not idle and bored, but rather upholding a sense of responsibility towards Chen Fan.

Or to put it another way, it’s not just about Chen Fan; as the president of the branch office, he cares about the safety of every member.

Especially in the current situation.

The headquarters, with good intentions, sent an extra bow with a drawing weight of ten thousand pounds. If he lets Chen Fan leave with this bow and something goes wrong, what would he do?

Even if the headquarters doesn’t pursue the matter, he’d be haunted by guilt for the rest of his life.

"President, you want to see me draw this bow, right?" Chen Fan asked with a smile.

"Correct."

Sun Wei’s face remained serious, "Unless you can do it, I won’t let you take this bow out of the branch office."

"Alright then."

Chen Fan was a bit helpless but also moved, understanding that the president’s intentions were good.

"This place is too small, we need a bigger space, and ordinary targets won’t do; it’s best to use some thick steel plates."

Sun Wei was stunned for a moment, then said:

"Steel plates? The branch office has plenty, of various thicknesses. As for the space, the basement will work, it has a 500-meter range."

"Alright, President, let’s get started then."

Chen Fan smiled.

Internally, he was filled with anticipation.

Firstly, he wanted to see the true power of the bow with a ten thousand pound drawing weight.

Secondly, practicing Basic Archery with this bow would surely enhance his speed dramatically.

"Okay."

Seeing Chen Fan’s confidence, Sun Wei began to waver internally.

Could this young man really do it?

But to achieve that would require at least being a martial artist in the Meridian Refining Realm, right?

Isn’t he only at the Dark Power level?

...

Time rewinds two or three minutes.

Several Entry Force martial artists stepped out of their respective training rooms and into the lounge opposite the elevator.

"Tu Yue, has the newcomer arrived?"

Xu Jie asked curiously, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.

Not only him, but the others were equally curious.

After all, a seventeen-year-old Dark Power martial artist who uses a bow and arrow is very rare.

"Yes."

Tu Yue waved her phone screen and said, "The president messaged me a few minutes ago saying the newcomer is here, and to gather everyone here to meet him shortly."

"That was quick."

Xu Jie rubbed his hands together and said, "I’ll go up and shake his hand later, maybe test him a bit."

"Xu Jie, you’re such a troublemaker, aren’t you?"

"I think it’s a good idea, let’s try it, hahaha."

Someone nearby, enjoying the spectacle, chimed in.

"Xu Jie, don’t go overboard," Tu Yue frowned and said, "Even if the newcomer is a Dark Power martial artist, he probably just broke through recently; you’ve been in that realm for two or three years, it’s bullying."

"Relax, I won’t use too much power." Xu Jie waved his hand.

As they were still talking, the door to a nearby chamber opened and two figures walked out, one after the other.

Their gazes instantly intersected.

Then, Xu Jie and the other five all opened their mouths wide.

Even though the president had told them beforehand, and they had mentally prepared themselves, seeing it with their own eyes still left them shocked.

This newcomer is really young!

Chen Fan’s eyes also swept over the faces of the six people, thinking these must be the companions the president was introducing to him.

Sun Wei suddenly woke up and brought Chen Fan over in front of them, saying, "Everyone, this is the new Dark Power martial artist who joined the branch, Chen Fan."

The six looked at Chen Fan with varying expressions in their eyes.

A flicker of surprise flashed in Tu Yue’s eyes as she extended her hand, saying, "Chen Fan, I’m Tu Yue, a Dark Power martial artist. You can call me Sister Yue. Welcome to our group."

"Uh..."

Chen Fan hesitated for a moment, then smiled and extended his hand to shake hers.

Tu Yue retrieved her hand with a smile.

"Chen Fan, I’m Gao Shan, a powerful martial artist. You can call me Brother Gao or Uncle Gao."

A middle-aged man smiled as he extended his hand.

Chen Fan quickly shook his hand, realizing this was the only powerful martial artist in the branch besides the president.

"I’m Zhao Xuewen, and he’s Zhao Xuewu. We’re brothers and both Dark Power martial artists." Two men who looked very similar also extended their hands.

"Chen Fan, I’m Xu Jie, a Dark Power martial artist. You can call me Brother Jie." Xu Jie extended his hand with a smile.

Next to him, Tu Yue suddenly coughed and glared.

Xu Jie’s smile froze briefly as he reluctantly shook Chen Fan’s hand.

"Fan Sui."

The last man, who had a stern face, simply said his name, hands in pockets, ignoring the others’ nonverbal cues to shake hands.

"Chen Fan, Fan Sui is always like that, even with us," Tu Yue said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, don’t mind him, Chen Fan," Gao Shan added.

"I won’t."

Chen Fan smiled; he genuinely didn’t mind.

After all, he might only have brief interactions with these people, and possibly soon part ways.

Sun Wei coughed and said, "Well, everyone has met. I hope we can stick together and support each other from now on."

"Of course."

"Definitely."

"Chen Fan, you’re seventeen and already a Dark Power martial artist. That’s really impressive."

"Indeed, at seventeen, we weren’t even Arrow Warriors yet."

Aside from Fan Sui, Xu Jie, Gao Shan, and the others cooperated well, showing a friendly attitude.

"Huh?"

Tu Yue’s gaze fell on the bow in Chen Fan’s hand, curious, "Chen Fan, the bow you’re holding looks quite unusual?"

Hearing this, the others’ eyes were also drawn to it.

The bow’s limbs were almost as thick as an adult’s arm, weren’t they?

Someone caught a glimpse of the quiver on Chen Fan’s back and gasped.

Goodness, are those arrows?

Javelins maybe?

No, they’re even thicker than javelins!

What kind of bow and arrow is this?

"Chen Fan, could you tell us the drawing weight of your bow? If it’s not convenient, you don’t have to." Gao Shan couldn’t hold back his curiosity.

"No problem."

Chen Fan smiled, "This bow is from the headquarters; it has a drawing weight of ten thousand pounds."

"How much?"

Xu Jie exclaimed.

"Ten thousand pounds."

Chen Fan repeated.

Instantly, all six stood dumbfounded, minds buzzing.

A ten thousand pound drawing weight bow?

Did they hear it wrong?

Was the newcomer exaggerating?

Ten years ago, they would’ve thought such a bow only existed in ancient legends.

Now, they believed it existed, but not that a mere Dark Power martial artist had the strength to use it.

"Pr-President?"

Zhao Xuewen stared wide-eyed at Sun Wei, seemingly asking if his words were true.

"Correct."

Sun Wei nodded, "A ten thousand pound drawing weight bow, delivered from headquarters this morning."

Silence fell.

They looked at each other, minds blank.

"Chen, Chen Fan," Tu Yue stammered, "Can you draw this bow?"

She couldn’t believe it, but Chen Fan had the bow equipped; it couldn’t be just for show, right?

The others also stared intently at Chen Fan.

A ten thousand pound drawing weight bow?

Can an Entry Force martial artist even do that?

Even a powerful martial artist might fail!

Chen Fan laughed helplessly, "I’m just about to test it in the basement with the president."

They looked at Sun Wei, who reluctantly nodded.

He hoped Chen Fan could draw it, but common sense told him it was unrealistic.

"President, can we come along?"

"Yes, let’s go watch."

"President?"

Sun Wei looked at Chen Fan, who didn’t mind.

Thus, Sun Wei led the way with Chen Fan following, and Xu Jie and the others trailing behind.

"Do you think Chen Fan can really draw it?" Tu Yue asked nervously. As a Dark Power martial artist, drawing even a three thousand pound bow was her limit.

"No way, a ten thousand pound bow? Even Brother Gao can’t do that."

Gao Shan resolutely shook his head as the others looked at him.

"Then where does he get his confidence?" Xu Jie wondered.

"Newcomers are always like this," Fan Sui said.

Soon, they reached the basement.

Under Sun Wei’s arrangement, personnel from the branch stood aside as two thick steel plates were placed against the wall, with a target on the first plate.

Chen Fan stood five hundred meters away, planted his feet, took an arrow from the quiver, nocked it, and placed the bow in front of him. His right hand slowly pulled back.

Behind him, Sun Wei and the others held their breath, their widened eyes like bronze bells.

"Creak, creak..."

The stretching of the bow made a sound in the air.

Its shape changed from a crescent to a half-moon, gradually increasing.

"!!!"

Sun Wei and the others’ breathing quickened. Could it be, could it really be!

They felt their hearts leap to their throats.

They watched as the half-moon shape turned into a convex moon, then a full moon!

The entire process took less than a second!

Importantly, it was smooth like flowing water, without any stagnation.

Then.

"Boom!"

An explosion.

Almost instantly, "Wham," the arrow pierced the target, deeply embedding itself into the steel plate with half its shaft, and its tail vibrated intensely, emitting a constant buzzing noise.

As the buzzing ceased, the basement remained deathly quiet.

Apart from Chen Fan, everyone’s minds echoed the same phrase.

He pulled it! He really pulled it! He actually pulled it!!!

Chen Fan didn’t mind the surroundings, eagerly checking his Skill Bar.

He wanted to see,

With just this one shot,

How much Basic Archery skill level had increased?