The shooting range of the Reventment Battlefield was not spacious as it was only a small fortress filled with three thousand people which didn’t have much of a need for a shooting range.
General Wind was standing beside the target two hundred steps away. He pulled up some blades of grass and placed it on the target, "I’m clear on the power of a Seven Star, two hundred steps was the closest distance you could approach him from. If you came any closer and tried to hit him, you would easily be found out. But I think you can try shooting this grass."
Fanta Kunge looked at Qian Jin with a doubtful look. As a descendant of the Fanta Family, he had been practicing shooting on the side arduously. However, to locate a blade of grass from two hundred steps away was not easy, let alone shooting it down.
