Including John Bennett, a group of family juniors stood there in a daze, their faces full of doubt.

"Not bad luck."

William Bennett smiled slightly.

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously; the facts proved that he indeed had a natural advantage in archery.

"Luck? What kind of freak is this guy!"

Most of the archers present had strange expressions.

Every archer starts as a beginner. But to have luck as good as William Bennett's—this was the first time they'd seen it.

"Kid! If you have the guts, shoot another arrow!"

Some of the family juniors said with displeasure.

"Yeah, yeah! Shoot another arrow!"

Many people looked excited, shouting in unison.

William Bennett originally wanted to leave, but these people, dissatisfied and indignant, simply wouldn't let him go.

Among these family juniors, there were even some at the third level of martial arts, and many were older than him.

"Alright then."

William Bennett shrugged helplessly and picked up the bow and arrow again.

Chapter 007: Luck Again?

With no other choice, William Bennett had to pick up the bow and arrow once more, slowly drawing the bowstring.

"Look at this kid's posture—he's clearly a newbie!"

"Hmph! If he hits the bullseye again this time, I'll write my name backwards."

The archers in the range looked excited, full of disdain for William Bennett.

The best archer in the crowd, John Bennett, looked calm and confident, speaking with an air of authority: "In archery, only practice makes perfect. Only through countless repetitions can one become a true master of the bow."

His words resonated with the nearby archers, who all nodded in agreement.

William Bennett narrowed his eyes slightly; this time, he didn't fully activate his left eye.

If he used his left eye at full power, he would definitely hit the bullseye again.

William Bennett decided to keep a low profile, so he only slightly activated his left eye's ability.

At the same time, the secret techniques from "Meteor Arrow in Succession" in his mind merged into his consciousness and affected his body.

Every part of William Bennett's body, even his breathing, underwent subtle changes.

These changes went largely unnoticed by those around him.

But as an archery expert, John Bennett's eyes flashed with a sharp glint.

Twang—whoosh!

The bowstring vibrated, and the arrow's afterimage streaked across dozens of meters in an instant, like a meteor, striking the target.

Dead center!

"Another ten points!"

William Bennett looked stunned.

This time, he hadn't fully activated his left eye's ability, only tried out some techniques from "Meteor Arrow in Succession."

He thought it would be hard to get a good result, but unexpectedly, he hit the bullseye again.

Sigh!

He shook his head and let out a sigh.

This result made the faces of the surrounding family juniors twitch violently.

"Another bullseye—what kind of freak is this guy!"

"Two bullseyes in a row—how could anyone have such good luck?"

These archers looked odd, shocked and uncertain, feeling even more stifled.

"Alright, I'm done shooting. Can I go now?"

William Bennett patted his clothes, put down the bow and arrow, and prepared to leave.

Watching his back, the nearby archers felt stifled and unwilling, extremely frustrated.

"Kid! Stop right there!"

A cold, harsh voice came from behind.

William Bennett paused and looked back.

The speaker was John Bennett.

John Bennett's face was cold, his eyes filled with anger. The aura of a third-level martial artist made those around feel a heavy pressure.

Chi Yu was seventeen or eighteen years old, much older than William Bennett, and with his third-level martial arts cultivation, he was even more imposing.

"You've shot your arrows. What more do you want?"

William Bennett looked calm.

Although John Bennett was strong and he wasn't confident of winning, there was no need to be afraid.

"Still pretending!" John Bennett snorted coldly. "You're definitely not a beginner at archery. You actually dared to come here and mess with us."

As soon as he said this, many archers around suddenly realized.

"No wonder this kid has such ridiculous luck—turns out he's been playing dumb!"

"Unbelievable, he actually fooled us!"

The nearby family juniors completely believed John Bennett's words, their faces turning unfriendly as they scolded William Bennett.

"Calm down, everyone. This really is my first time shooting arrows..."

William Bennett shook his head with a wry smile. He truly hadn't been pretending.

Even he hadn't expected to achieve such good results.

John Bennett stared at him coldly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes: "The first two arrows even fooled me, but the third one... your technique and posture are clearly at a master's level. Hitting the bullseye twice in a row from dozens of meters away—how could anyone have such luck on their first try?"

What he said was logical; even if William Bennett had a hundred mouths, he couldn't explain it.

"So what do you want?"

William Bennett's expression turned cold; he simply stopped explaining.

"Heh, kid, after messing with us like this, you can't leave so easily."

The surrounding Zhao family juniors all cracked their knuckles, looking menacing.

In an instant, this area of the archery range became the center of attention, with more and more people gathering.

...

"Sister Yufei, it's lively over there. Let's go take a look."

Several family girls were also drawn by the commotion.

These girls ranged in age from twelve or thirteen to fifteen or sixteen.