Looking closely, out of approximately twenty people, half of them chose bows and arrows. One by one, they stood there, bending their bows and drawing arrows, shooting at the one-meter diameter target a hundred meters away.
Besides those using bows and arrows, among the remaining half, some were using the Soaring Axe, while the others had a variety of weapons such as flying blades and javelins.
Finding an empty spot, Xin Yun shifted the axe pouch from his waist to his left thigh. He awkwardly raised his left hand, positioned it in front of the axe pouch, slightly lifted his head, and locked his eyes on the human-shaped target a hundred meters away.
