Chapter 66: Archery Mastery

"Ten rings!"

"Eight rings!"

"Ten rings!"

"Nine rings!"

"Ten rings!"

"Ten rings!"

When Mu Yi, without activating his talent, shot an arrow that hit the ten-ring of a target thirty meters away, a message suddenly popped up on his retina.

"Zongwang Prompt: Congratulations on obtaining the weapon proficiency 【Archery Mastery】"

Archery Mastery:

Type: Personal Proficiency

Effect:

"Through diligent training, you have mastered the secrets of shooting, you understand the true meaning of using bow-type weapons, and when you attack with bow-type weapons you gain additional hit bonus and range bonus."

"You have learned a new weapon proficiency; based on your version's characteristics, you have gained one free opportunity for the Soul Trial."

Success!

Mu Yi's face showed a hint of joy; although he already knew that proficiencies could be obtained through training, when he used his Elite Talent trait to quickly acquire a proficiency, he still felt fortunate for himself.

Upon aiming again, Mu Yi instantly felt a different sensation; the target that originally seemed some distance away suddenly felt closer in his vision thanks to the proficiency's boost.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Three arrows in a row all hit the bullseye; Mu Yi has completely mastered the shooting technique.

After Mu Yi left, the coach routinely checked the training records from surveillance playback; based on scores and frequency, they could filter out customers who truly liked archery for secondary sales.

Occasionally, they could also discover promising archery talents; sending them to become archery athletes is also a good path.

"This……"

Upon seeing Mu Yi's archery record, the coach was astonished; he had seen archers who hit the bullseye every shot before, but someone like Mu Yi, who went from unfamiliar to proficient and then hit the bullseye every shot in just a day, was truly the first he had ever encountered.

"Let me see…… Mu Yi…… unfortunately, he's too old!"

The coach sighed with regret; if he had discovered Mu Yi's talent a few years earlier, perhaps he could have gone on to win a gold medal for the country.

Unfortunately, they have missed the optimal age for athlete training.

Mu Yi didn't know the coach's feelings; he simply returned calmly to his little nest, and even if he could hear the coach's regret, he would only give a light laugh.

Competitive sports had lost meaning for him; his future no longer lay in this modern society lacking transcendent power.

His future lay in the vast multiverse; perhaps someday he could use arrows to shoot down stars and tear the earth apart.

But before that, he needed to get a sufficiently powerful bow.

The recurve bow on Taobao looks like it could work, but without transcendent power it's ultimately just a mundane object, unable to cope with complex dungeon environments.

The trading center does have good bows, even purple epic and gold legendary tier bows, but……

Too expensive!

Just a magic arrow with constant armor-piercing, haste, and charging costs thirty thousand Zongwang Disaster Coins; for the penniless Mu Yi, it's simply unbearable.

So Mu Yi plans to have someone make one; once the materials are ready, the price could be much lower.

Just like when he commissioned dwarves to make that military flag, if he could obtain more good materials, the price could be even lower, perhaps only fifty thousand or more, and if the materials were special enough, the dwarven craftsmen might even pay him Zongwang Disaster Coins.

Dragon sinew seems like an excellent bowstring material, but unfortunately the dragon in the plane secret realm is not a real dragon; even if killed, it leaves no corpse.

He and La Ge Na had discussed this, but La Ge Na seemed indifferent; slaying dragons seemed merely his personal hobby, though Mu Yi felt it was more like La Ge Na engaging in spiritual cultivation.

Face one's nightmares head-on, constantly battle them, finally completely escape the nightmares, reaching ultimate mental perfection.

Mu Yi heard on the forum that many martial monks practice this cultivation.

The methods may differ, but the principle is the same: constantly confront one's inner demons and external temptations, thereby achieving a mind as still as water, ultimately an unshakable will, to the point where even deities cannot shake it.

However, given the vastness of the multiverse, some martial monks who fail their trials will take another path called Happy Chan; based on some abilities of martial monks, on this pink advancement they have certain mysterious advantages.

It is said that its growth is inseparable from the Buddhist Sect's Happy Buddha; to some extent, it also seems to have strengthened the Buddhist Sect's influence.

Mu Yi returned home to prepare dinner for his first-year sibling, then planned to do a round of random battles, using all three days for rest, which seemed somewhat wasteful.

Mu Yi brought up the Zongwang Panel:

"Enter random battle?"

"Yes."

"Now transmitting character to battlefield……"

"Current venue: Bloody Beastfighting Arena!"

After Mu Yi recovered from dizziness, the venue he saw was a huge beastfighting arena, filled throughout with an extremely bloody hue, everywhere stained with uncleansed blood, as if an extraordinarily bloody and cruel beastfight had just taken place.

After fully regaining consciousness, Mu Yi observed his opponent through the light curtain: a…… minotaur?

It seems this venue isn't completely random; at least now it indeed matches the definition of a beastfight.

"For the honor of beastfolk!"

"For the tribe!"

"For the honor of Bloodhoof!"

Shouts rose from the arena stands, seemingly the minotaur's own cheering squad?

Wait, battles can actually be spectated?

Mu Yi found the relevant settings in the Starlight Arena's terms; it seems the God of Combat, to make battles more immersive, actually allows both sides to spend Zongwang Disaster Coins to broadcast battle footage, just like now.

Moreover, as compensation, victory in the current mode yields 50% of the ticket fee as an extra reward for the winner.

On one hand it spread fame, on the other hand it also promised profit.

The God of Battle truly understands battle.

The Zongwang has tens of millions of beings, but ultimately most Zongwang players cannot escape fame and profit.

Mu Yi's gaze turned solemn; since the Minotaur dared to do this, it obviously had confidence in its own strength, and he needed to take it seriously.

"There are still 3 seconds until the battle begins..."

"There are still 2 seconds until the battle begins..."

"There is still 1 second until the battle begins..."

At the moment the light curtain disappeared, the Minotaur leapt high and then came down heavily.

"War Trample!"