Full-Level Fierce Person-Chapter 67 Select People

67: 67 Select People

67: 67 Select People

The next day at dawn, the sky was a bit overcast, with a whooshing strong wind.

Fang Zhixing woke up naturally, got out of bed, and washed up.

Before long, a servant brought over breakfast, consisting of large meat buns and a meat porridge.

This was the first time Fang Zhixing had tasted the army rations.

In one breath, he downed ten large meat buns and three bowls of meat porridge, feeling warm all over.

“Let’s go to the training field.”

A man and a dog walked out of the separate courtyard and arrived at the training field.

It should still be early at this time.

However, when Fang Zhixing arrived at the training field, he found that everyone was already there.

Three hundred Archers stood in neat rows, with the temporary Instructor Gao Daxing at the front.

Next to them stood four people, namely Luo Kezhao, Ding Zhigang, Wen Yuwen, and a strange young man dressed in brocade clothes.

They were silent, all staring at Fang Zhixing.

Seeing this scene…

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, involuntarily thinking of an old saying: “No one wakes up early without a reason.”

He remained composed and walked forward.

Luo Kezhao chuckled, “Instructor Fang, you’re up quite early; everyone has been waiting for you.”/p>

Fang Zhixing replied indifferently, “I can’t hold my liquor well; I drank a bit too much last night, please forgive me for that, Second Young Master.”

“No problem, no problem; actually, you’re not late either.”

Luo Kezhao laughed and raised his hand to point at the strange young man, introducing him, “His name is Dong Xianrong, my cousin.

He is the one who’ll be competing against you.”

Fang Zhixing looked over Dong Xianrong, who was slightly tall, adorned with gold and jade, with a forced smile on his face and always chewing on something in his mouth.

“Brother Dong, I look forward to learning from you,” Fang Zhixing said with a bow and a smile.

Dong Xianrong looked sideways and bowed obliquely, saying with a crooked mouth, “I look forward to learning from you.”

“Alright, alright, let’s hurry up and start,” Luo Kezhao seemed impatient as he shouted at Fang Zhixing, “Hurry up and select ten people.”

After saying this, he animatedly added, “Before you arrived, my cousin had already picked ten people.

First come, first served, you don’t mind, right?”

Fang Zhixing glanced at Gao Daxing and immediately understood what was going on.

No wonder they arrived so early; it turned out they wanted to snatch the best Archers first.

In fact, he had considered doing the same thing last night.

But considering that Luo Kezhao would interfere, it was difficult to achieve, so he abandoned the idea.

“These people are quite shameless, disregarding martial ethics,” Xigou couldn’t help but comment when seeing this situation.

However, Fang Zhixing wasn’t angry but instead looked at Ding Zhigang and Wen Yuwen.

They were the monitors, responsible for ensuring the competition was fair and just.

But at this moment, Ding Zhigang was intently watching ants on the ground, thoroughly engrossed, while Wen Yuwen had his hands tucked into his sleeves, leisurely watching the clouds roll in the sky as if observing the weather.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing sneered inwardly and spoke out loud, “Being the first has its advantages, it’s common sense, and I have no objections.”

Luo Kezhao and Dong Xianrong exchanged glances and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “Good, then hurry up and make your choice.”

Fang Zhixing walked into the formation made up of two hundred and ninety Archers, examining each person’s build, occasionally pinching their arms and waists.

Shortly, he selected ten people.

“Have you made your choice?” Luo Kezhao asked eagerly, and immediately added a rule, “Once selected, you cannot change anyone, even if the person you chose falls ill or has to be absent for some reason, they can only be considered as having withdrawn, and can’t be replaced.”

Fang Zhixing asked, “Neither side has any substitutes?”

“Of course!” Luo Kezhao said emphatically, blocking any possible escape route.

Fang Zhixing understood and nodded, “No problem, I can accept that.”

“Good!”

Luo Kezhao, delighted, continued, “Then the competition officially begins.

Each side will train on their own without interfering with the other.

We’ll see the outcome in ten days.”

After saying this, he gave Dong Xianrong a meaningful look and turned to leave on his own.

“You ten, follow me.”

Dong Xianrong gestured to his subordinates and led the ten people he had selected toward the back of the training ground, seizing the largest archery range.

Fortunately, there were four ranges, and they only took up the largest one.

Fang Zhixing didn’t rush.

He calmly called the ten people he had selected to one side, and they all sat down on the ground, forming a circle.

“Introduce yourselves first,” Fang Zhixing said to them with a gentle smile.

A rather lively-looking young man spoke up first, “My name is Huang Dashun.

You can call me Shunzi, sir.

My family lives in Huai Tree Lane, and there are seven people in my household…”

Huang Dashun rattled on, very detailed, setting a good example.

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, “Very good, please introduce yourselves in the same manner.”

Seeing this, the other nine were no longer reserved and introduced themselves one by one.

“My name is Deng Siwang…”

“My name is Zhang Dahu…”

As expected, they were all illiterate; not one could read.

Fang Zhixing then inquired about their archery skills and how they usually trained.

Huang Dashun and the others spoke over each other, saying that Gao Daxing had taught them this way and that.

After understanding their situation, Fang Zhixing thought to himself, as expected.

Gao Daxing knew some archery, but not much.

He was entirely teaching others based on his own years of accumulated experience, in a rigid way.

For instance, he would ask archers not to aim directly at the target when shooting arrows but to raise the bow and arrow and aim at a spot above the target’s head.

But he couldn’t clearly explain why this was necessary.

What was worse, he only knew to aim above the target’s head by a certain distance.

How much to raise the angle of the bow and arrow when the target was fifty meters away, or a hundred meters away, or how to adjust for wind or no wind—these crucial details were beyond Gao Daxing’s ability to articulate; everything depended on an elusive feel.

In his words, practice makes perfect; just practice a lot.

Fang Zhixing, however, knew that if a person did not summarize and elevate their personal experience into systematic theoretical knowledge, they could never become an expert.

Fang Zhixing pondered briefly, picked up a twig, and started drawing a few simple diagrams on the ground.

He then explained some easy-to-understand theoretical knowledge to Huang Dashun and the others, giving them an ideological baptism.

Huang Dashun and the ten were indeed amazed, their eyes opened wide.

They listened attentively and studied seriously.

Xigou, who was lying nearby watching, felt bored with the whole spectacle.

He knew that Fang Zhixing had mixed with big companies, been involved in training for new employees, and was adept at various brainwashing techniques and PUA tactics.

He was especially good at hoodwinking people.

About half an hour later, Fang Zhixing took Huang Dashun and the others to another archery range and personally demonstrated how to shoot arrows, firing ten in a row.

He only needed to display a slight hint of his skill, and the result was naturally no arrows missed; wherever he pointed, he hit, almost like magic.

“Incredible!”

“Awesome!”

“It’s like a miracle!”

Huang Dashun and the others had never seen such skilled archery before.

Each one was greatly shaken, sincerely convinced, and revered him like a deity.

A strong authority was thus simply and easily established.

Following that, Fang Zhixing began to break down each of his actions, starting from the stance and explaining in detail, teaching them bit by bit.

Huang Dashun and the ten had been so impressed by now that they were even more earnest, following and learning step by step.

Meanwhile, Dong Xianrong was being even more high-profile on his side.

He had people build an enclosed fence, brought in many rabbits, and allowed the ten archers to freely shoot and kill them.