: You've already done a great job

Lin Feng glanced around the weapon cabinet, showing little interest in the guns, but looked at the black composite bow on the wall.

It's been a long time since I've drawn a bow and shot an arrow, and I'm getting a little itchy.

This bow is entirely matte black, and its body is covered with a sophisticated system of adjustable pulleys.

The bowstring was taut; a gentle pluck produced a deep hum.

He then pulled a carbon fiber shaft hunting arrow from the quiver beside him, with a sharp, triangular arrowhead.

The group split into two cars.

McKenna led the way in an orange and black Ford Raptor pickup truck, while Sarah followed behind in a BYD Shark pickup truck.

Two pickup trucks, one after the other, drove along the farm's gravel road into the depths of the dense forest.

Just as they entered the edge of the farm where it met the dense forest, before they had gone very far into the woods, McKenna slammed on the brakes.

She turned off the engine, rolled down the window, and pointed to a wide-open meadow about forty meters to her left.

He lowered his voice and said, "Look over there."

Following the direction she pointed, everyone saw a large adult wild boar with seven or eight piglets foraging for food in the grass.

That wild boar must have weighed at least 300 pounds.

Its body was covered in coarse, dark brown mane, and two curved fangs protruded from the corners of its mouth.

They are foraging for food.

Completely unaware that several pairs of eyes were watching it from two pickup trucks dozens of meters away.

Lin Feng slowly rolled down the car window, rested the composite bow on the edge of the window, held the bow with his left hand, and hooked the bowstring with his right index and middle fingers.

There were almost no obvious aiming movements; his gaze was simply calmly locked onto the large wild boar.

He loosened his grip, and the bowstring emitted a low, resonant "hum."

The carbon fiber hunting arrow transformed into a black afterimage and soared into the sky.

The arrow pierced straight into the wild boar's left eye, penetrating the eyeball and tracing through the skull.

The arrowhead, trailing a cloud of blood, emerged from the other side of the skull.

The adult wild boar, weighing over 300 pounds, didn't even have time to let out a cry before its body suddenly stiffened.

The four legs twitched twice and then stopped moving completely.

"The boss is so handsome!" Guo Lin was the first to scream, sticking her hand out of the car window and clapping enthusiastically.

"Brother Feng is amazing! That arrow was incredible!"

Sun Ting clapped along, her eyes shining as if they held two stars.

"Brother Feng is an amazing archer! I've never seen such accurate arrows even at the Olympics!"

After Qiao Chen finished shouting, her cheeks flushed slightly. She also clapped vigorously, and both her palms turned red from clapping.

The emotional value provided by the three women is substantial.

Lin Feng's lips curled slightly upward as he put the composite bow back into the car and said in a calm tone:

"I can only say that this wild boar is too big; it's not that difficult."

McKenna: "Watch me!"

With that, she picked up her beloved lever rifle, pushed open the car door, and jumped out.

With the butt of the rifle against his shoulder, he locked onto a group of wild boars scurrying about in the scope.

"Bang!"

Gunshots echoed across the open grassland, splashing up a small cloud of dust as they hit the muddy ground.

It hit nothing.

Sarah leaned out of another car and gently comforted her:

"Don't be discouraged. Wild boars are too fast when they run. It's normal to miss."

Lin Feng didn't say anything more, and raised his composite bow again, aiming at another wild boar that was running wildly towards the woods.

It runs incredibly fast.

Lin Feng released the bowstring again, and the hunting arrow whistled out.

It pierced straight through the wild boar's neck.

The arrow's immense kinetic energy propelled the little boar forward nearly a meter before pinning it to a thick oak tree behind it.

The little wild boar's body swayed twice in mid-air before stopping.

"Brother Feng is so handsome!" Guo Lin and Sun Ting clapped and screamed excitedly again.

"Brother Feng is so handsome! He hits the bullseye every time! He's amazing! He's a true archer!" Qiao Chen's voice trembled with excitement, and her eyes were full of admiration as she looked at Lin Feng.

This was the most impressive archery technique she had ever seen.

Lin Feng turned to the three women and said,

"Don't just stand there and watch, come down and fire a few shots."

You can't learn just by watching; you have to try it yourself to get a feel for it.

Sun Ting, Guo Lin, and Qiao Chen nodded and jumped out of the car.

Their eyes gleamed with eager anticipation; although Lin Feng's two arrows were incredibly cool,

But it truly aroused their interest to its peak.

Sarah walked up to the three women, pointing the rifle she was holding downwards.

"Don't rush to hunt wild boars."

Your most important task right now is to learn how to fire a gun correctly.

It's okay if you don't catch anything, just don't hurt yourself.

The three women nodded obediently, as they were also afraid of accidentally hurting their own people.

Sarah started by teaching everyone how to stand, correcting each person's movements one by one.

She explained while demonstrating herself.

Sun Ting was the first to raise her gun.

She took a deep breath, squinted one eye, aimed at a tree about thirty meters ahead, then closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.

A gunshot rang out.

The bullet hit the tree trunk. Although it didn't hit the bullseye, it was still quite good for someone firing a gun for the first time.

Then Guo Lin also raised her gun.

Her mental fortitude was better than Sun Ting's; the bullet flew out and hit a low-lying tree branch.

When it was Qiao Chen's turn, the situation became somewhat awkward.

Following Sarah's instructions, she braced the butt of the rifle against her shoulder, took a deep breath, and pulled the trigger.

But I never expected the recoil to be so strong.

The recoil pushed me back about half a step.

"Am I too weak? Why don't you guys seem to be reacting at all?"

Qiao Chen rubbed his sore shoulder and asked awkwardly.

She remembered that Sun Ting and Guo Lin seemed very relaxed when they fired the gun.

Why does it feel like I've been punched when it happens to me?

Sun Ting and Guo Lin shook their heads at the same time, their faces showing a hint of confusion.

Sun Ting looked down at her hand holding the gun, then stretched her shoulders, and said somewhat uncertainly:

"We don't know either, but we just feel like we've gotten a lot stronger lately."

I don't even feel tired holding a rifle with one hand now.

Did you eat all those good things with Brother Feng?

I feel my physical condition is getting better and better.

What they didn't know was that their physical condition had been subtly influenced by Lin Feng over a long period of time...

In fact, quite significant changes have already occurred without anyone noticing.

Although he had not undergone specialized training, he had practiced under Lin Feng's guidance at night.

Occasionally, they would eat spiritual fruits and meats that Lin Feng brought back from the cultivation world in their daily diet.

These changes are subtle and gradual, and you don't usually notice anything special about them.

However, in sports scenarios that require explosive power and endurance, the difference becomes very obvious.

Sarah smiled and patted Qiao Chen on the shoulder to comfort him:

"It's okay, you've already done a great job."

This is how it always happens the first time you fire a gun.

No one is born knowing how to shoot a gun.

"You'll get used to the recoil after firing a few more shots."