Chapter 470 (1/2)

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 Yue’s, albeit not next to each other.

“Archery... I don’t think I have ever practised before… This is perfect for me to train!” 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.

He’d created an alchemy weapon that dealt with long-range attacks, removing his need for the bow.

“This idiot…” 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.

“Oi, Little Fox, are you a newbie?” 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.

“Yep! I have never used one before!” Ye Lang ignored them and pulled on the bowstring.

“If you never trained before, it’s best you don’t waste your time here and give your slot to people who need it, like---me!” The man smiled at Ye Lang.

“I’m sorry. I can’t give it to you!” 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?

“You little fox brat, know your spot! I’m being kind to you now, do you know who my dad is?” The man continued.

“Another kid talking about his dad? Again? Don’t you have anything better to talk about...” Ye Lang dug his ear. Conversations like that irritated him.

“All of you spoiled bastards, why don’t you tell me your name instead of flaunting your dad’s name?” blurted Ye Lang. “...Oh, I didn’t mean to say that out loud! Please don’t mind me!”

“...”

Upon hearing his words, everyone in the crowd fell silent. The lively mood turned into an eerily silence.

“I-I am Mudan’s son, Mu’er!”

“Mu Dan(peony)? Mu Er(fungus)?” Ye Lang continued, “And you’re SO proud of your father’s name? Listen to mine. I’m Ford. Ford Fox.”

“Ford? Fox? What?” The fungus-no, Mu’er said.

“That’s it.” Ye Lang said simply. And at that moment, he casually shot the arrow notched on his bow.

“Bullseye! Who said I couldn’t shoot?!” Ye Lang looked forward, only to see an arrow in the centre of the target, inflating his “pride”.

“That was someone else’s arrow! Yours is right here!” Muer said. At the moment, everyone could see something protruding from his shoulder--an arrow!

“Eh? Why is there as arrow stuck on your shoulder? You seem to have a rather peculiar hobby…” Ye Lang said curiously.

“...”

“You shot the arrow!” Mu’er roared.