All these unconventional design elements in archery are there for one purpose: actual combat!
To shoot the deadliest arrows with the fastest speed and rate.
Ji Xinghuo's gaze locked onto the target. A thirty-meter distance, an eight-centimeter diameter bullseye appeared as if it were within arm's reach, almost touchable.
A intuition surfaced in his mind, that he could easily hit any spot he desired.
The Wanxiang Star Pupil was taking effect, more precision than "Precision" itself.
He took a deep breath.
Then, with his left hand pushing the bow and his right hand pulling the bowstring with force, the seventy-kilogram draw weight didn't pose a challenge; he pulled it back smoothly.
The composite bow had one bowstring and two cables, synchronizing the force when pulled. As he neared full draw, the eccentric pulleys on both ends of the bow came into play, reducing the strength needed to maintain the draw by eighty percent, making it much easier and stabilizing his hands further.
The "peep sight" installed on the bowstring was pulled right in front of his right eye, lining up his sight through the hole with the second pin of the sight, and the distant target bullseye, forming a straight line with all three points.
In reality, for Ji Xinghuo, the sight and peep sight were just for show.
Without these assistance accessories, he could still shoot with precision.
Ji Xinghuo released the arrow, turning into a black line, it struck the target deeply in an instant.
Lu Yunhai exclaimed the score, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He was well aware that Ji Xinghuo had barely touched a bow before, and his knowledge of archery was just some basics he had picked up from himself.
Although the shot was smooth, there were many mistakes - typical of a novice.
But it had hit the target, and it was a bullseye!
"Dumb luck," Lu Yunhai refused to accept, "shoot another arrow."
Ji Xinghuo smiled, took another training arrow, positioned himself, nocked the arrow, hooked the string, pushed the bow, dropped his shoulder, aligned, pulled the string, settled in, aimed, released, and finished the sequence smoothly.
Before Lu Yunhai could say anything, Ji Xinghuo shot three more arrows in swift succession. His Thousand Spirit Skillful Hand sped up the shooting, each arrow faster than the last.
Bullseye! Bullseye! Bullseye!
Lu Yunhai was stupefied, looking at the five arrows in the target's center, he had to accept that Ji Xinghuo had consecutively shot five bullseyes.
Having worked in the archery hall for years, teaching several newcomers who had just become rangers, none had shown the natural accuracy of Ji Xinghuo without any practice.
"Your first ability fused wasn't 'Precision', was it?" Lu Yunhai was a bit skeptical.
The composition of abilities in Professional Templates wasn't fixed in the order they were merged.
Generally, the first one to merge was definitely the core ability.
Although very uncommon, some mutants chose to fuse non-core abilities due to personal preferences or other reasons.
"I merged with Thousand Spirit Skillful Hand." Ji Xinghuo balanced an arrow on the tip of his index finger, keeping it steady without falling, and said with a smile: "Couldn't I just be a natural-born archer, possessing the world's top archery talent?"
"How come you never..."
Lu Yunhai's words trailed off midway.
His most proud professional expertise, suddenly disrupted by a friend breaking the norms, instinctively wanted to argue back, but on reflection, he could only acknowledge reality and said seriously, "Indeed, it's possible. Alright, you're impressive! It seems there's good reason for you choosing to be a ranger."
"But this is only a thirty-meter range with a fixed target," he added.
"You're far from being a top archer."
"There's still a lot you need to learn about archery and composite bows." Lu Yunhai posed with the confident posture of a coach.
Ji Xinghuo nodded, modestly saying, "Please teach me, Coach Lu."