Looking at the deer tendon bow in his hand in a daze, the expression on Guan Peng's face gradually became subtle.

If I can increase my proficiency if I don't hit the target, can I just pull the bowstring and count it once?

The relaxed conditions for the increase in proficiency made Guan Peng move his mind.

If this is what he imagined, then he can quickly raise the level of ordinary archery in a very short period of time.

Clenching the deer tendon bow in his hand, Guan Peng took a deep breath, raised his arm, put his three fingers on the bowstring, and slowly pulled it away.

The bowstring is full of moon, and Guan Peng's three fingers are slightly loose.

Zheng Zheng –

The empty strings snapped back and buzzed, making a trembling sound.

"There is no increase in proficiency." There were no phantom words in front of him, and Guan Peng pursed his lips.

It seems that simply pulling the bowstring in the air does not increase proficiency.

Next, Guan Peng twisted another arrow, but this time he didn't shoot this arrow seriously, but pulled the bowstring at random, and the arrow shook and flew out a few meters, and it was planted on the ground.

And this time, the phantom text with increased proficiency still doesn't appear.

Dozens of bow drawing tests were carried out, and Guan Peng finally came to a conclusion.

In order to improve your proficiency, you must complete the entire process of archery.

Neither pulling the bowstring in the air nor opening the bow at will will increase proficiency at all.

Seriousness, giving it your all, is a prerequisite for gaining proficiency!

"Looks like I'm taking it for granted."

Although he was not as he thought, Guan Peng was not discouraged.

At least compared to others, he already has unique conditions, and if he wants more, I'm afraid he can only rely on his own hands to fight for it.

"Heaven rewards ...... hard work" Thinking of the four fleeting golden characters, Guan Peng took a deep breath, and his eyes became serious.

Twist the arrow, bend the bow!

At the barracks shooting range in the middle of the night, a figure with a straight back stood alone on the empty shooting range.

Shout!

Shout!

Shout!

The continuous sound of arrows breaking through the air was particularly evident in the dead silence of the night, like a giant pushing a giant ship in the twilight.

[Normal Archery +1]

[Normal Archery +1]

[Normal Archery +1]

[Normal Archery +1]

[Normal Archery +1]

Arrows flew out of the string, and beads of sweat oozed from Guan Peng's forehead, and sweat dripped down his chin, gradually soaking the ground under his feet.

[Normal Archery Level Increase!] 】

With the 52nd arrow firmly planted in the center of the grass target, which was smeared with red paint!

A faint golden light passed in the depths of Guan Peng's pupils.

"Upgraded? I don't seem to feel anything...... Not! ”

The doubts on his face just surfaced, and Guan Peng's mind suddenly roared, like a hammer slammed into his head.

Next second!

The muscles all over his body trembled slightly, especially the muscles in his legs, arms, and fingers, which trembled the most violently.

This strange and unspeakable process lasted for about ten seconds, and slowly receded.

With his chest heaving and panting, Guan Peng raised his hands and looked at his palms, his eyes revealing a bit of incredibleness.

Twist the arrow, bend the bow!

Shout!

Shoot through the air with one stone!

At a distance of forty paces, the arrow struck steadily in the center of the grass target, and the arrow even sank into it.

"That's what it is...... The effect of skill upgrades?! ”

Staring at the arrow in the center of the grass target, Guan Peng's breathing was slightly short, and he glanced down at his arm.

Originally, the small arm was not thick, but now with the strength of the muster, you can see the slightly bulging muscle lines.

It was as if in those ten seconds, the perception he had accumulated from each arrow before was released at once, integrated into his body, and strengthened it.

The arrow he bent his bow just now seemed to outsiders to be no different from before.

But he could fully feel that every movement of his body, the transmission of every bit of power, and even the rhythm of his breathing when aiming, had made obvious progress.

Looking at the arrows on the grass target, the tail feathers swaying, Guan Peng's eyes became brighter and brighter.

It's like the effect of skill upgrades in the game.

It makes him feel like he's back to the time when he stayed up all night in college and was angry at the liver skill level!

"Come again!" It was very clear and felt that it became stronger, like a smoking addiction, which fascinated Guan Peng, and he forgot all the pain in his arm.

In a pair of black and white eyes, only the rising proficiency numbers remained.

……

Following.

In the early morning, the sky was just dawning.

Song Laosan, who woke up, propped himself up and habitually looked towards the rightmost bed.

"Huh?"

The empty bed made Song Laosan's drowsiness dissipate most of it at once.

"This bastard didn't come back overnight."

Thinking that Guan Peng would not have an accident, Song Laosan hurriedly got up and put on his clothes, and limped out of the camp.

"Little bastard, I really don't worry about Lao Tzu at all, and if you are not careful, you will cause trouble for Lao Tzu."

With an anxious expression, Song Laosan scolded and walked quickly in the direction of the shooting range.

But when he passed through the barracks and came to the shooting range southeast of the barracks.

Standing on the shooting range facing the rising sun, sweating profusely, white mist rising above his head, and the figure of arrows shooting out like beads made his footsteps pause in place.

Looking at Guan Peng, who had been practicing arrows all night, Song Laosan's eyes were full of disbelief.

"This kid...... What a fucking sexual change?! ”

Is this still the night owl who jumps up and down all day long, doesn't sleep at night, and naps on the battlefield?

Shooting the last arrow in the quiver and soaking his clothes with sweat, Guan Peng, sat on the ground with a sigh of relief.

"Shhh

Pulling away from the ever-increasing pleasure of archery, the exhausted Guan Peng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left arm.

When I turned my head, I saw that the gauze wrapped around the wound had been completely stained red with blood.

Sweat mixed with blood kneaded into a pale red bloodstream, which was dripping down his arm.

"It's fun, I don't feel any pain at all." With a long sigh of relief and enduring the pain, Guan Peng looked at the panel.

[Name]: Guan Peng (word, Chengfeng)

【Mastered】

Normal Archery (Level 4): 72/100

Night Eye (Level 7): 11/100

After a sleepless night, ordinary archery skills were upgraded two levels in a row.

"It's a pity, if it weren't for the delay in picking up arrows back and forth, I could at least raise my ordinary archery skills to level 5."

Looking at the ordinary archery technique that had 28 points left to upgrade, Guan Peng shook his head.

As the skill level increases, the difficulty of obtaining it also increases.

Level 2 Normal Archery can increase proficiency by 1 point per shot, but at level 3 Normal Archery, it takes 2 shots to increase proficiency by 1 point.

At level 4, it becomes 3 shots to increase proficiency by 1.

"The speed of pure shooting practice is still limited, and if you want to improve your archery level faster, I'm afraid ...... It has to be a real war. Rubbing his eyebrows, Guan Peng's eyes were condensed.

If you shoot a living person once, that's 15 points of proficiency.

Although his normal archery level has increased now, it is estimated that the proficiency he will gain will not be that much.

But it's definitely more than just shooting at a grass target.

Inexplicably, Guan Peng suddenly looked forward to the next battle.

It's just that as soon as this thought arose, Guan Peng shook his head and expelled it from his mind.

Compared to the battlefield of flesh and blood, life and death in an instant.

Although practicing against the grass target is a bit boring and hard, there is no need to worry about your life.

When it comes to the battlefield, no one can guarantee that they will survive.

Without the advanced medical technology and conditions in the previous life, sometimes the infection and inflammation caused by a single arrow is enough to take away a fresh life in a few days.

Guan Peng is not sure that he will not become an unlucky ghost who dies under the arrow.

So, as a last resort.

The battlefield can't go.

"Night owl, you've been practicing here all night?"

A familiar voice came from behind him, and Guan Peng turned his face to see Song Laosan's still somewhat skeptical expression.

"Hey, hey, hey." Standing up on his knees, Guan Peng laughed twice and did not answer.

He was thinking about how to answer more reasonably.

After all, the original owner of his body is not a diligent and hard-working master, and it is difficult not to arouse the suspicion of others if he suddenly changes his personality and does not get it right.

Coming to Guan Peng's side, Song Laosan lifted the deer tendon bow and sniffed it, and then squinted at the grass target in the distance.

Smelling bowstrings, grass targets all over the arrow holes.

The suspicion and disbelief on Song Laosan's face slowly dissipated, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily showed a touch of relief.

"You're a bastard, you're finally fucking enlightened." The rough hand rubbed Guan Peng's head, and Song Laosan couldn't help but laugh and scold.

It's just that when his eyes fell on Guan Peng's blood-stained bandage, his smile stopped abruptly.

"Look at what I said yesterday, let you pay attention, pay attention, if the wound is infected with heat poison, you kid won't have tears when he cries." His brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and Song Laosan snatched the deer tendon bow, grabbed Guan Peng's arm sleeve, and dragged him to the hospital.

Seeing that Song Laosan did not have the slightest doubt about himself.

Guan Peng's nervous heart also relaxed, and he let the veteran drag him forward.

……

In a white tent at the marching infirmary.

Jin Chuangyi, who had a white beard, drooped his eyelids and looked at Guan Peng, who had only come yesterday:

"I mean, you're a little too disobedient.

When I left yesterday, did I tell you not to use too much force?

Look at it, the wound is all open, what's the matter, do you think I have too much gold sore medicine here, and you want to help me use more of it? ”

was repeatedly defeated by Jin Chuangyi, Guan Peng shrank his head and didn't dare to talk, while Song Laosan on the side laughed on the side:

"Doctor Huo, forgive me, this kid is very naïve and brainless.

Don't worry, I will definitely take a good look at him when I go back this time, and promise not to let him move again. ”

Hearing Song Laosan say this, Huo Jingliang, the Jin Chuangyi who pulled his face, also nodded and said:

"Song Zongqi is also bothered, if this kid really has a bit of a problem with his brain, I have a senior brother, in this regard, he has made some achievements, if necessary......"

"I'm not sick in my head." Seeing that the conversation had turned in a strange direction, Guan Peng hurriedly spoke.

"Shut up!" Song Laosan glared angrily.

"You're not sick in the head? Can someone who is not sick tear a wound like this? Huo Jingliang also stared at it.

Being stared at by the two old guys at the same time, Guan Peng was speechless, and could only lean on the table with one hand on his cheek, looking at the two people who were gradually discussing hot, and rolled his eyes.

……