Target, two hundred meters away, Chen Fan stood firm, raised his bow with his left hand, and nocked the arrow with his right hand. His thumb and forefinger slowly pulled the bowstring back.
"Creak..."
As the sound came from the bow, the hearts of Zhang Ren and Wang Ping, who were standing nearby, jumped to their throats.
Could Chen Fan really pull the bow to full draw?
This was a bow with a hundred pounds of draw weight!
However, in the next moment, their eyes widened in shock as they saw the bow being pulled back like a full moon.
Following that, there was a "snap" sound, like a firecracker exploding.
With a "whoosh", the arrow pierced deeply into the bullseye, its fletching vibrating wildly in the air, producing a buzzing sound.
"That's... That's incredible!"
Wang Ping was stunned.
"He actually pulled it all the way back, and that sound... that sound..."
