Chapter 170: Chapter 93: Wind Thunder Archery! The Blue Rain Sea Area!_3

“Thud! Thud! Thud!”

Su Changkong saw that none of the sea pirates who jumped into the sea to escape survived, because from a distance, arrows from the Black Whale plowed through them, and soon, several bodies pierced by arrows were added to the sea’s surface.

Su Changkong returned to the deck of the Black Whale, where he saw Sikong Huang wiping down her bow.

“How does it feel?” Sikong Zhan asked him from the side.

“These sea pirates are very weak,” replied Su Changkong.

Sikong Zhan chuckled, “Certainly, ordinary rogue sea pirates couldn’t possibly contend with our elite members of the Giant Whale Gang. However, one must not underestimate them. These scattered sea pirates merely bully small merchant ships. Still, each of the Blue Rain Sea’s Eighteen Pirates is a Martial Artist adept in Martial Arts, with many soldiers and generals; they certainly should not be taken lightly!”

Su Changkong nodded slightly. Within the Blue Rain Sea, sea pirates roamed rampant, and the most notorious were the Eighteen Pirates. Sikong Zhan had previously been severely injured because he encountered one of the top five experts among the Eighteen Pirates. Both sides were injured, and it took Sikong Zhan two to three months to fully recover!

This showed the strength and foundation of the Eighteen Pirates, and fortunately, they held grudges against each other and did not share the same roots. If they were to unite, they would likely have the confidence to challenge the status of the Giant Whale Gang in the Blue Rain Sea!

Even the Giant Whale Gang could only occupy the important sea routes near Ink Forest Prefecture City. It was impossible to swallow the entire Blue Rain Sea!

Afterward, Su Changkong turned to Sikong Huang and couldn’t help but say, “Miss, I would like to learn Archery.”

At sea, many times during battle, the opponents would engage in long-range shooting; many people had mastered formidable Archery skills.

Now that he was following the Giant Whale Gang’s team hunting sea pirates, Su Changkong felt it was better to learn another Martial Arts Skill like Archery than to be idle. More skills do not overload one!

Currently, Su Changkong’s Iron Cutting Blade Technique and Five Animal Frolics had reached a Transcendental level; a qualitative change in a short time was difficult to achieve.

Sikong Huang was exceptionally skilled in Archery, once shooting the palm of Qi Chenghong, who had reached the Qi-Blood Wolf Smoke Realm, from a distance of one to two hundred meters. Learning Archery from her would undoubtedly be the right choice.

Now, in front of outsiders, Su Changkong still referred to Sikong Zhan and Sikong Huang as Young Gang Leader and Miss, to avoid drawing attention.

Sikong Huang was taken aback. Mastering Archery to a high-level required a great deal of time and effort!

Bows and crossbows—the advantage of the crossbow is that it’s easy to handle but has a low ceiling, unless it is one of those large bed crossbows or Divine Arm Crossbows. It’s hard to kill an enemy over a hundred meters away with a regular crossbow.

However, bows are difficult to master. An archer might need several years of training, and their limit is naturally incomparable to ordinary crossbows. The potential of the bow entirely depends on the user’s skill level. A good bow in the hands of an experienced shooter is like a sniper, posing a significant threat!

When facing an enemy, finding the right position for long-range sniping and winning against stronger foes with weaker means is quite common.

Like Sikong Huang, who started practicing Archery from a young age, to achieve her current level of success.

“If you want to learn, of course! I didn’t give you a gift before, so let this Wind Thunder Archery be a compensation,” she said.

Sikong Huang happily agreed; they had already drunk the brotherhood wine and were sworn siblings, half of her own people, so there was nothing to be stingy about with her own people!

“Go fetch a fine iron strong bow!”

Sikong Huang ordered her subordinates to retrieve her spare strong bow from the ship’s hold.

“Yes.” In no time, a Giant Whale Gang Martial Artist came with a fine iron strong bow, struggling with its weight.

The entire bow was forged mainly from fine iron, half the height of a person, wrapped with numerous cloth strips for added stability, and as for the bowstring, it was made from repeatedly refined and processed ox tendon, soaked in medicinal fluid to create.

This fine iron great bow alone weighed thirty to forty Taels.

Su Changkong took the fine iron great bow, attempting to draw the bowstring.

The bowstring and the bow were compact; it required at least hundreds of pounds of strength to draw it fully, like the full moon. Such fine iron strong bows were not even something ordinary people could use; only Martial Artists above the Divine Strength Realm could use them proficiently!

For Su Changkong, who had undergone Blood Refining three times, using such a fine iron strong bow was naturally not a problem.

“What’s the background of Li Tailai? How come Miss personally teaches him Archery?”

Many Martial Artists on the Black Whale watched this scene and were secretly astonished.

Although Sikong Huang was a woman, her proficiency in the realms of martial arts was profound. Coupled with the archery she had practiced since childhood, it was not an overstatement to call her the top archer in the Giant Whale Gang. She seemed to value Li Tailai quite highly and was willing to personally instruct him in archery.

But the others dared not get close and remained far away from the bow of the ship.

As Sikong Huang pulled back her exquisitely crafted sea-blue longbow, she explained to Su Changkong, “The archery I practice is called Wind Thunder Archery, which I can pass on to you. However, to learn advanced archery, you must first master the basics.”

Su Changkong nodded slightly, listening intently to Sikong Huang’s explanation.

“The posture for shooting an arrow, both feet evenly balanced, as wide as the shoulders, power rising from the ground, the arrow driven by the arm, and both eyes in a straight line with the target…”

Sikong Huang explained very meticulously, starting from the most basic techniques and demonstrating for Su Changkong, slowly drawing the large bow to full draw.

“Pop!”

With the twang of the bowstring, an arrow shot out, creating a gust of wind, piercing through clouds and mist, shooting straight into the sky!

Thwack!

A crisp burst sounded two hundred meters above, a height almost invisible to the naked eye, where the body of a flying seabird exploded.

“Excellent archery!”

Su Changkong couldn’t help but admire the sight. The seabird was two hundred meters away and in flight, yet Sikong Huang’s precise arrow had shot it down. Indeed, her archery was unfailing and her foundation, profound!

“The practice of archery, the judgement of timing, there are no shortcuts for these, requiring a long period of practice and accumulation,” Sikong Huang said.

Accuracy is the most important thing in archery. If you can’t hit the target, no matter how strong your arm is or how deadly the arrow, it’s utterly useless! Therefore, one can only practice and learn more!

“Yes, I understand,” Su Changkong, who had practiced martial arts for many years, naturally understood this.

Under Sikong Huang’s guidance, Su Changkong bent the bow and nocked an arrow, starting his practice in archery.

“Swoosh!”

The arrow pierced through the air and plunged into the sea, stirring up waves!

Arrow after arrow, with Sikong Huang providing guidance at his side, correcting Su Changkong’s imperfections, he continued making adjustments and improvements. His fundamental martial arts foundation, combined with a high potential value of 22, was like a university student learning elementary school material, and even with Sikong Huang’s expectations, his rapid progress still left her astonished!

Just one day’s time, and Su Changkong had progressed as if he had practiced archery for several months, advancing at an incredible speed.

“Indeed… the third brother is a one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy, not at all inferior to father!”

Sikong Huang marveled inwardly at Su Changkong’s talent and perceptivity.

No wonder Su Changkong had obtained the complete Giant Whale Skill and practiced it for only a month before he was able to demonstrate formidable prowess at a Giant Whale Gang gathering, executing three Deputy Hall Leaders!

“I’ll now impart to you the Wind Thunder Archery. Remember the incantations and the methods of directing your breath and exerting your strength. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask me.”

Sikong Huang then began to teach Su Changkong the Wind Thunder Archery she excelled in.

“With the release of the arrow, there is the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon, and the wind and thunder surge! Reach the realm where the wind and thunder become one; with one arrow loosed, mountains and rivers are annihilated!”

As she explained, Sikong Huang demonstrated, this time employing the Wind Thunder Archery, concentrating her True Qi.

“Crack!”

With a deafening roar, as she fully drew the bow, an arrow burst forth, swift as wind and thunderous, the arrowhead breaking through the air, creating concentric ripples of airflow, unstoppable. One could hardly imagine such a disturbance could be caused by a single arrow.

“Boom!”

That arrow hit a moderately sized rock protruding from the sea surface three hundred meters away. Amid explosive noises, the rock several meters in diameter shattered, sending fragments flying in all directions!