Chapter 160

As soon as they arrived at the destination, Zhang Fan took the lead in planting his arrow target into the ground. Then he picked up a small stick on the ground and drew a straight line.

After finishing his task, he turned around, looked at the gathered females, and Zhang Fan slightly curled his lips, making his expression less stiff.

Seeing the smile at Zhang Fan's mouth, everyone was instantly frightened! Thinking back to when Zhang Fan last smiled and what happened then, everyone felt a chill run down their spine and, in unison, conjured up some terrifying thoughts.

Zhang Fan watched the females standing frozen, trembling with fear, and he understood their reaction perfectly. After all, he had just punished Fei Er, so it was only natural for them to fear him.

Thinking this, Zhang Fan inwardly nodded in satisfaction, yet revealed none of his emotion on his face; he remained the sinister, cunning figure the females saw.

"What are you all looking at? Hurry up and plant your arrow targets within the range I marked!"

As soon as Zhang Fan's words fell, the females eagerly grabbed their arrow targets and rushed to claim their spots.

Zhang Fan, taking in the scene before him, finally eased the curl of his lips.

After all the females had planted their arrow targets, Zhang Fan blew a note on his short flute, then gave the order to assemble.

"Now, please all members come over and assemble!"

Hearing the command, the females all ran back to Zhang Fan's front, lining up by their previous positions in neat rows.

After each row's leader counted the numbers and reported to Instructor Zhang Fan, seeing everyone present, Zhang Fan began to speak.

"Excellent! The assembly just now was actually a few seconds slower than usual! So, as a 'reward,' you'll run three laps around the square later. After finishing, return for the next training. Listen to my command! Ready, run!"

Seeing Zhang Fan give the order, the females sprang up and began running in their original formation.

Zhang Fan, seeing everyone so eager, guessed a bit: they simply wanted to perform well to proceed to the next training. Moreover, from their demeanor, it seemed they already knew they'd be practicing archery this afternoon.

Thinking this, Zhang Fan faintly revealed the sinister smile he had shown the females earlier. Fortunately, the females were focused on running and didn't see it; otherwise, another bloody storm might have erupted.

Three laps were actually nothing for these females, who were used to running ten or more laps every day.

In fact, less than ten minutes had passed, and all eight hundred females, excluding Zhang Fan, had satisfactorily completed this 'reward' run.

Watching the females return and stand before him, Zhang Fan formed a rough estimate. He lowered his head, coughed lightly, then, holding his signature grim face, addressed everyone:

"I know the upcoming training is what you've long awaited! So I won't waste words; I now announce that today's final training target—archery—officially begins!"

"Soon we'll call upon the male Beastmen warriors of the tribe to come out and give a demonstration. I hope you watch and learn attentively, and during that time I also hope you remain silent so as not to disturb others."

"Can you do that?"

Zhang Fan had barely finished speaking when the females erupted in a deafening chorus of agreement.

"We heard!" The females' voices echoed across the square, leaving Zhang Fan helpless—indeed, you must spark interest to mobilize enthusiasm!

"Alright, now please have the warriors of the tribe's hunting squad and the guard squad come forward with their respective weapons!"

No sooner said than done—before Zhang Fan's words had finished, the male Beastmen maintaining their half-beast forms descended from the sky, each holding their own bow and arrow in perfect formation.

What a magnificent sight! The females stared, mouths agape.

At this moment, most of the unmated females exclaimed: "Who knew there was such a way to make an entrance! It's so handsome! Especially that certain someone! Oh, I feel like falling in love—what should I do?"

Of course, regarding what the females were thinking, our Zhang Fan had no clue. The only thing he knew for sure was that this must be the work of his goofy, loyal canine companion—Ba Ke Er!

And when he saw Ba Ke Er still airborne, flashing a childlike, candy‑begging expression at him, Zhang Fan understood even more clearly.

After giving Ba Ke Er a subtle, faint smile by twitching the corner of his mouth, Zhang Fan suppressed his thoughts and began to focus on the male Beastmen who had landed.

After landing, Ba Ke Er also composed his expression. As the representative of the male Beastmen warriors, he stepped before Zhang Fan and put on a solemn face, saying:

"Report, Instructor! The male Beastmen warriors are in position! Please give orders!"

"Excellent! Now prepare yourselves; upon hearing my flute signal, begin shooting!"

"Yes!"

Having said that, Ba Ke Er returned to his place and began preparing for shooting alongside the other male Beastmen.

After Ba Ke Er rejoined the ranks, Zhang Fan's gaze never left him; seeing Ba Ke Er ready, he unhesitatingly blew his short flute.

As soon as the flute note fell, the male Beastmen's arrows whistled "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" toward the arrow targets the females had previously set up.

After firing their first arrow, the male Beastmen did not rush to shoot a second; instead, they assigned one male to fly to the targets and report the scores.

"Ba Ke Er, ten rings; Mo De, ten rings; Xiu Si, also ten rings; Ji Lie, still ten rings…"

After hearing several consecutive tens, the listeners lost interest in the later scores; their gaze shifted from the targets to their own bows, and they grew impatient to step up and shoot.

After patiently listening to all the male Beastmen's scores, Zhang Fan turned his attention back to the females. Seeing they were distracted, he did not get angry.

After all, he knew the females had long wanted to take the field themselves. So Zhang Fan nodded, thought a moment, and still ordered Ba Ke Er to lead the male Beastmen away first.

"Cough, cough! I believe you've all seen the male Beastmen's moves just now! I originally wanted you to watch longer and learn more, but seeing how eager you are to go ahead, if I refused, that would be too inhumane."

Zhang Fan said this, paused, and fixed his gaze directly on a female who had not yet turned her head.

Presumably Zhang Fan's aura was too overpowering; that female instantly felt a sharp sting, hastily turned her head, and upon meeting his gaze, shivered slightly, breaking out in cold sweat.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan did not press further, withdrew his gaze, and continued:

"Now, please go fetch your bow and arrow."

Having spoken, Zhang Fan set off first. The remaining females, excited, glanced at their neighbors and each cheered as they ran toward their own bow and arrow.

Not long after, all the females had retrieved their bow and arrow and returned to their original spots.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan immediately ordered everyone to return to their arrow targets; upon hearing the flute, they were to shoot their first arrow at their own target.

When the order was given, the females became even more excited; they left their positions, ran to their own targets, and began imitating the preparations.

With a short "beep" from the flute, the females gripped their bows and released their first arrows in life.

Needless to say, the females were in a state of great excitement, partly because they did not know what lay ahead; had they known, they probably wouldn't be so thrilled.

After watching the females finish their first arrow, Zhang Fan summoned the male who had just been reporting scores for the males, had him flap his wings, and sent him to report the females' scores.

"First place: zero rings! Second place: zero rings! Third place: zero rings! Fourth place: zero rings! Fifth place: one ring!"

When they heard the first four scorers were all zero rings, the females were stunned! They had just shot well, so how did they end up with zero rings upon scoring?

Upon hearing that someone scored one ring, the first four showed envy, the fifth's face bore a victor's smile, and the remaining females secretly hoped to surpass him.

However, at that moment, the male in charge of scoring spoke again.

"Hold on! Sorry, I misread it! The one ring for fifth place was actually a miss by the fourth team member! So fifth place remains zero rings!"

As soon as those words were spoken, apart from Zhang Fan, everyone else was already stunned! Good heavens! It turns out the people ahead all scored zero rings! What hope do we have left! More than just one or two people were thinking that way.

Almost all the females started thinking about this in their hearts, silently praying, hoping they could at least score one ring! Yet they also secretly hoped this would be the end of it.

This matter is so dramatic, yet the reality is indeed this cruel! Even though everyone is longing for it to end, they can't help but anticipate the result.

Zhang Fan fully grasped this point, wanting to make an issue of this matter so that everyone could also gain a better understanding of their own weapons.

When the male Beastman in charge of reporting finished announcing everyone's scores, the females' originally excited emotions were also doused by this bucket of cold water called 'results'.

The Female Guard Team plus Instructor Zhang Fan numbered 801 in total! But aside from Zhang Fan alone scoring a perfect ten rings, the others, even if they managed to make the cut, only scored within two rings.

Now, all the females, even Fei Er who usually loves to make a fuss, have quieted down and begun to reflect on this matter.

Could this be the gap between them and the instructor? They could originally say that the males are stronger and can achieve better scores than them, but Zhang Fan, this dark horse, has dealt them a hard slap, resounding with a pa-pa!

Seeing the females' emotions sink, Zhang Fan also couldn't say anything, just silently walked away. He wanted to give them more time to accept this cruel reality.