Chapter 92: Seven Shots of Victory!

Chapter 92: Seven Shots of Victory!

Target Practice Facility - Shooting Range.

Miles came to the training facility to practice his archery using the newly purchased arrows. This place is one of the many target practice facilities for archers and gunmen in the commander lounge. Since Miles had no bow on him, he used a training bow provided by the facility for those who do not carry or own any.

The heavy and sturdy arrows he purchased needed a durable bow and a string tough enough to be used on par with them.

Miles pulled the bow with 40N force and nocked an arrow on it. The poison arrow would release poisonous fumes upon contact with a target.

In such a close area, Miles made sure to distance himself enough so that he would not inhale any of the gas. Although the small amount of poison seeping from the arrow would hardly hurt him, it was still better to not inhale it.

He locked on the target as he pulled the string. He held his breath at that moment and focused intently. He only had the target in his sight. All notions of sound disappeared. His body became motionless like an ancient millennium-old tree. His posture-steady. It was now time for release.

The arrow left the bow.

Bullseye!

Miles successfully shot the arrow at the center of the target. It penetrated deep through. Green smoke fumed as it came into contact with the target. The poison was in effect. These pinnacle-tier arrows weren't just for show.

"Not bad!" Miles smirked at the good results. He practiced more so that he could get used to it. "Should I ask Uncle Serzen for some pointers? After all, he is the best sniper I know."

"I should visit Uncle Gordon too, sometimes." Miles pondered as he kept on practicing.

He didn't have any flashy moves like Kai from the Graders Showdown, but his accuracy was a sight to see. He had mastered the basics of archery long before he entered the Portal World. He wouldn't miss any target as long it wasn't moving too fast.

Speed, be it monster or human, can create a disadvantage for any ranged hunter. At such high velocity, they could easily dodge incoming arrows. That however, is not troublesome for someone like Kai. He could control arrows mid-flight and curve them as he willed.

As for Miles, he could only predict an enemy's movement as he aimed. He wasn't a psychic, nor could he read minds. By observing and calculating the enemy's behavior, their eyes, muscles, and actions, he would maneuver himself accordingly. Even so, he would still fail 9 out of 10 times if he were to depend on them alone.

Miles looked at the 49 premoves and sighed in relief. Luckily they weren't cumbersome. He had to move his fingers, hands, arms, head and waist to achieve 42 premoves to bring the energy into his fingers. Then, each arrow would achieve another premove. When the last arrow would be fired, the true might of the technique would be released.

The creator of the technique killed a Form-Rank monster with a regular arrow when he used the 49th premove.

Before Miles could try, Coin's voice reverberated in his ear, "Cale is calling."

"Oh, answer it." Miles said with surprise and impatience. He wanted to test the technique.

"Yo, Lil Miles!" Cale's carefree smile appeared on the screen.

"What's up, Cale?" Miles asked with a smile. He liked this lighthearted foot soldier.

"We will meet with dudes from old times in a week, wanna join?" Cale asked.

"From R&R?" Miles asked in surprise, "You know I can't mingle with them easily right?" Miles was after all from a military family. If he were to meet high ranking soldiers, it might be misunderstood. Other generals or soldiers might even put the military coup hat on Cross Family's head.

"Don't worry about those boring things. They are not strangers." Cale laughed.

"Alright, I will be there." Miles nodded after some thought. Since Cale thought it was okay, he didn't have any qualms about it either.

"Good to hear. I have a request too." Cale said. Whispered towards the end. Miles could swear a blush flashed on his face.

"Oh, this is gonna be good." Miles teased with a smile.

"Don't play with me, lil bro." Cale sighed in defeat. "I have needs too."

"Haha! Sure, sure. Tell lil bro what you need." Miles laughed heartily.