The best ring

"Have you ever practiced archery before?" Zhou Shan looked at Wu Fan and asked.

After the training started, Zhou Shan asked Wu Fan to shoot two arrows first, wanting to see Wu Fan's foundation and correct his movements. However, to Zhou Shan's surprise, Wu Fan's archery posture was very professional, and his archery skills were also very good. He hit the target with the first arrow at a distance of more than ten meters.

Didn't Wu Fan just say that he had never been trained?

"There is a very powerful hunter in our village. I often follow him to hunt in the forest. I secretly learned from him." Wu Fan explained.

You can't say that you learned it in another world.

Zhou Shan did not doubt him, nodded, and said: "Your archery posture is very professional, and your archery skills are also very good. You can reach this level just by secretly following behind. Maybe you can really become a sharpshooter."

Zhou Shan was a little excited. Compared with teaching smart people and teaching stupid people, it is obviously easier to teach smart people. Wu Fan has the current foundation without formal training. Obviously, he is not stupid.

"However, you can't be too proud. Although your posture is very professional, it is not without flaws. First of all, your arm..." Zhou Shan did not praise Wu Fan too much, but pointed out some of his minor problems.

Zhou Shan's explanation was more detailed than that of the coach of the "Xingyue" Archery Club. Of course, more importantly, when Zhou Shan explained, he would give Wu Fan some examples of how an archer should deal with various dangers on the battlefield. This is a real coach, and there is no way to give it to Wu Fan. After all, no matter how rich the other party's theoretical knowledge is, he has never been on the battlefield and really killed the enemy with a bow and arrow.

Therefore, when some details explained by Zhou Shan conflicted with that coach, Wu Fan would choose to believe Zhou Shan's words. After all, the other party was a real soldier who had really been on the battlefield. His understanding of bows and arrows was all realized in battle, and he was obviously more suitable for the battlefield. The coaches in reality, they are more concerned about entertainment and competition.

Wu Fan practiced archery not for entertainment or competition, but to kill the enemy on the battlefield. Obviously, Zhou Shan's teaching was more helpful to him.

"I have said what I should say. The rest is to practice more. Every sharpshooter is trained through a lot of practice. Although your foundation is good, if you don't train hard, you will not achieve anything. At best, you will only be a qualified archer." Zhou Shan reminded Wu Fan.

Wu Fan has a good foundation, or in other words, he has good talent. Zhou Shan doesn't like him to live up to his talent.

"Captain, don't worry, I will practice hard." Wu Fan said.

"Well." Zhou Shan nodded: "You start, I didn't say stop, you have to stop."

Wu Fan was a little distressed. It's not that he didn't want to practice. In fact, there are people here to guide him, and he can use the bow and arrow at will. He really wants to cherish this opportunity.

However, now, there is not much time left for him to leave this time and space. If he can't avoid the sight of others and is teleported away in the public eye, these people may regard him as a monster or something. At that time, even if he has ten mouths, he may not be able to explain it clearly.

But how to find an excuse to leave?

Wu Fan looked at Zhou Shan, who was staring at him seriously, and couldn't find a suitable excuse for a moment.

"Boom!"

Just when Wu Fan was worried, a huge thunder sounded, and the sky, which was bright just now, suddenly became dark and covered with dark clouds. Then, in just a few seconds, bean-sized raindrops fell down with crackling. The dense raindrops greatly affected people's vision.

"Today's training is over, let's go back to the tent." Before Wu Fan could speak, Zhou Shan took the initiative to say to Wu Fan.

In this era when medical care is not very developed, colds and fevers are also very serious illnesses. People die from them every year. Zhou Shan cherishes his talent and doesn't want Wu Fan to have any accidents. Less training time will not have a big impact. He can continue tomorrow. It's okay as long as Wu Fan's body is fine.

After Zhou Shan finished speaking, without waiting for Wu Fan's agreement, he turned around and left, shouting to those who were still staying outside the tent: "Everyone enter the tent, no one is allowed to stay outside!"

If they were marching and fighting at this time, Zhou Shan would definitely not let everyone return to the tent because of the rain. The necessary sentries were still necessary. However, now that they were not on the battlefield, there was no need to let these new recruits who had just entered the camp for two days get wet in the rain. If anyone got sick, it would delay training, which would be more trouble than gain.

Looking at Zhou Shan running away, Wu Fan secretly exclaimed "lucky" in his heart.

This rain came too timely. If it hadn't rained, he would have no way to find a suitable excuse to leave. Now, with this rain, the previous problems are no longer a problem.

"Isn't this the god helping me in secret?" Wu Fan thought to himself as he ran towards his tent.

Thinking about it, it seems impossible. Perhaps, all this is just a coincidence.

This time, I was lucky enough to avoid exposing my secret, but I might not be so lucky next time. It seems that I need to think ahead about this kind of thing in the future.

Less than five minutes after returning to the tent, Wu Fan was teleported back to reality. If the rain had fallen a little later, he might have exposed his secret.

"It was really thrilling." Wu Fan, who returned to reality, said with lingering fear.

He didn't want to encounter this situation again. To solve this problem, one way was to release his military service, but it was not easy. Another way was to improve his position. The higher his position, the less others would dare to disturb him at will. Of course, this was not easy either.

Neither of these two goals was easy to achieve. Wu Fan could only be more careful now.

In the morning, when Wu Fan was exercising on the playground of Jiangzhou University, he still received a lot of attention. However, he was more or less used to it. After all, his stall on the street in front of the school had become a tourist attraction. Whether he ate barbecue or not, many students would come to watch and take pictures every day. With such an experience, it was difficult for Wu Fan to adapt to it.

On the playground, Wu Fan met Liu Yan'er, who was still cold.

"Morning."

"Stay away from Tang Yufei." Liu Yan'er kept walking, leaving only this sentence that made Wu Fan a little confused.

Stay away from Tang Yufei? I don't think she and I can get close, right? We are not even familiar with each other. What does she mean by this?

And why did she say that?

Wu Fan was puzzled.

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