In the practical training room, Zhou Yishang and the swordsmen all had eyes wide with amazement.
Ji Xinghuo's composite bow had an effective range of only 220 meters; beyond this distance, the accuracy would significantly drop, making it difficult to pose a threat to the target.
With their distance surpassing 300 meters, could this arrow be of any use?
Before this thought settled, everyone saw Ji Xinghuo's hands move swiftly, firing four arrows in one second, fast enough to create afterimages.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Four arrows followed almost the same trajectory, angling upward, passing through layers of tree branches and leaves without any interference or deceleration, swiftly falling toward Ling Yufei's position.
As the arrows flew over 300 meters, nearing the target, their trajectories finally exhibited some minor differences.
