Looking at the drunkard who seemed to be smiling, Yang Fanhai suddenly jumped. This time, he was sure that he was not lost, and in order to avoid being seen by others, he deliberately released his spiritual sense.

But let alone before, at this moment, if he hadn't really seen the other person, he wouldn't have felt the existence of this drunkard.

What is the origin of this person? Yang Fanhai's heart jumped, and suddenly thought of something, walked over and bowed: "I have met senior! I have been very interested in archery recently. I want to practice, but I don't know how to start. I'll ask for advice from seniors."

The other party just said, "It's not like this." If you guess well, the other party should understand this.

"If you say anything else, I really can't give you some advice, but when it comes to this archery technique, you'll find the right person to ask me for advice." The drunk man smiled, suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on Yang Fanhai's arm and said, "Raise your arm hard and let me try your strength. Although archery cannot be done all depends on strength, it is absolutely impossible to have no strength."

Yang Fanhai didn't say much, and immediately used the powerful force, urging his true energy, and trying to lift his arm. The drunk man's hand seemed to be pressing casually, but it was like a mountain, making him unable to move. He tried several times in a row, but it was useless.

However, the drunk man nodded with great satisfaction: "Although he is not as good as the top witch clan, he is much stronger than ordinary people and is enough to practice archery skills."

Yang Fanhai was overjoyed: "Please give me some advice!"

"The difference between archery and gun technique is not only strength, but also accuracy! When it reaches a certain level, the importance of accuracy is even far beyond strength."

The drunkard did not shirk too much, and slowly said: "I saw your attempt just now, with more strength, but less accurate, so there was almost no archery."

"How should I train my accuracy?" Yang Fanhai asked immediately.

The drunkard didn't explain too much, but said, "Face the arm in front and straighten it!"

Yang Fanhai hurriedly did as he did, stretched his arms straight and aimed at the front.

The drunk man put the wine gourd in his hand to his mouth and took a sip, then pulled the rope on the gourd, hung it on Yang Fanhai's wrists, and said at the same time: "Hold on it, keep this position for two hours, don't move!"

Just a gourd, why is it difficult? Yang Fanhai thought to himself that after the gourd was hung on his wrist, he realized that he was thinking too simple.

The seemingly small gourd weighs more than 10,000 kilograms at this moment, or even more than hundreds of thousands of kilograms. Even if I use the technique like Manniujin, I feel that it is difficult to support it at this moment.

Is it because of a mountain that hits... Yang Fanhai said in his heart, but he can't speak, so he can only grit his teeth and endure it.

At first, I could still support myself, but after a quarter of an hour, I felt obviously struggling. My hands were trembling slightly, becoming stronger and stronger. This situation spread rapidly, and within a moment, my body was sifted.

Less than half a quarter of an hour later, Yang Fanhai shouted: "Ah!"

But it was hard to sustain after all. His hands were soft and he had already fallen. The drunk man was quick in his eyes and quickly. He grabbed the wine gourd in his hand. After taking a sip of the wine, he smiled and said, "It seems that he needs to practice more."

"This is too heavy!" Yang Fanhai was a little dissatisfied.

"Is it really too heavy?" asked the drunk man, "In fact, it is not outside the range you have to bear. You didn't move a quarter of an hour ago, but it just gradually floated afterwards until you were completely unable to continue."

"And this is an indispensable part of practicing archery. You may not feel it when you shoot the first arrow, but when you shoot multiple arrows continuously until your arms begin to get tired, you will find that you will become unable to hit an arrow again."

It sounded very reasonable, but Yang Fanhai was still puzzled and could only ask softly: "Senior, the problem is that I can't even shoot an arrow now!"

"Uh..." The drunk man was stunned and then patted his head: "Oh, I'm confused, I've taught the wrong order."

Teach... the wrong order... Yang Fanhai felt his head swelling inexplicably, and he seemed to have encountered an unreliable one.

When I saw the drunk man picked up a leaf and handed it to Yang Fanhai, he said seriously: "Practicing archery skills requires first practice. I don't have much time to teach you here, so I will teach you a stupid but very useful old method."

"It's okay to spend a long time staring at this leaf every day. When will it feel like this leaf is as big as a wheel? Let's continue to do other things."

"Look at the leaves!" Yang Fanhai was shocked and thought there was an effective way, but he didn't expect it to be such a method that sounds like a joke. Isn't this nonsense when looking at a leaf as big as a wheel?

The drunk man seemed to see what he was thinking and smiled faintly: "Don't underestimate this method. Throughout history, many archers have been trained by this method, especially in the Dongyi area. You can go and ask where Dongyi is."

Seeing what he said seriously, Yang Fanhai felt that he had thought it was wrong. After he hesitating for a moment, he still stared at the leaf as the other party said.

"It seems a bit stupid just looking like this!" The drunk man said to himself, and suddenly had an idea and said: "Pull the horse stance, stretch your hands forward and flat, and you must not use true energy."

Yang Fanhai, as he said, did it one by one, and after squatting, the drunkard crawled into the dense forest, and after a moment, he came out again. He found two stones from somewhere, about thirty kilograms, tied with a rattan strip and hung them directly on Yang Fanhai's hand.

"Stick and don't shake! If you can persist for ten days, you will have hope of getting started with your archery skills!"

After giving a casual explanation, the drunk man walked to a big rock next to him and lay down and took a nap.

He stared at the leaf motionlessly, with two stones hanging on his hands. Even if he did not use true energy, two stones worth about thirty pounds were nothing to Yang Fanhai.

I thought it would be an extremely relaxed thing, but after three or four hours, I felt my arms start to feel sore, weak, and even tired. This surprised him a little. His combat power was as strong as a fairy, so how could this happen? Two stones worth about thirty pounds could affect this level.

"A good guy won't take four taels!"

The drunk man suddenly spoke, not knowing when he had woken up, as if he could see what Yang Fanhai was thinking, and said lazily: "If you keep the same action for too long while holding something, even if it only has a seemingly insignificant weight, it will become like a mountain."

"Arrow is not as good as gun technique. Even if the arm trembles, it can cause huge damage under the pressure of powerful forces. And archery, even if your arm just shakes slightly, can create a huge gap. An arrow that fails to hit the target is equivalent to no attack."

"So you need to train like this for a long time, not only to make your hands as stable as a mountain when shooting archery, but to accurately hit the target even when you are extremely tired."

"I understand!" Yang Fanhai nodded and removed the stone from his arm. At this time, his hands were already shaking, and it would not be meaningful to continue to persevere. It would be better to take a break.

The drunkard shook the wine gourd, opened his mouth and caught the few drops that had fallen, and then said to Yang Fanhai: "You are so willing to do it. Come again tomorrow. I will go to find a place to ask for some wine."

Yang Fanhai hurriedly said, "If you want to drink, just go to our mansion, and you will definitely not be missing."

"No, it's hard to pay back if you owe too much. Just drink your wine once! Also, don't tell others about my affairs, no one can do it."

The drunkard waved his hand casually and left shakingly with the wine gourd.

This man acts strangely, but what he said makes some sense. Yang Fanhai practiced as he said for a long time and felt dizzy before stopping.

When he returned to Duke Ji's mansion, the moon was shining. All the people who were training in the school were back, and tough guys like Xue Chengtong had already lie down to rest. It can be seen that the intensity of training during the day was also not weak.

Seeing Yang Fanhai coming back, Princess Jinglu hurriedly asked someone to prepare supper. Taking advantage of the gap, Yang Fanhai went to find Xu Fan.

The people who went to train were already exhausted, but this guy was still energetic, and he kept studying the array map, and was amazed from time to time. He didn't even notice it when he came in, and it took him a while to react.

Not wanting to waste more time, Yang Fanhai asked directly: "Do you know Dongyi?"

"Dongyi? I know!" Xu Fan nodded: "On the peninsula in the northeast of Yanzhou, it should be a branch of the immortal tribe. He used to have frequent contacts with the human tribe, but later he was separated by the Guifang tribe. He is a race that is very good at archery."

It turned out that there was really... Yang Fanhai said in his heart, and quickly said, "Do they have such a way to practice archery with a leaf..."

I immediately said the method of Drunk Man Teaching. Although he had practiced for a day during the day, he always felt that this method was incredible and did not dare to be completely sure. He wanted to find Xu Fan to verify it.

Xu Fan immediately looked at him with a look of surprise: "Who did you hear this method? Dongyi does have this method, but not everyone can use it. The effect is indeed good, but if the physical condition is not suitable, it will hurt your eyes and suffer."

There is really such a method... Yang Fanhai nodded secretly again. Although he heard Xu Fan's method say that there are shortcomings, the drunk man did not lie to him.

Since he taught himself this method, he should think he is suitable for him.

I immediately stopped disturbing Xu Fan. After dinner, I recalled the daytime things and felt it was difficult to fall asleep. So I simply found two stones in the mansion and practiced for one night like during the day.

After giving some instructions the next day, I went out early to the woods of yesterday.
Chapter completed!