By the time she had become a Divine Archer, she was already able to use a hard bow weighing over 300 pounds.
Compared to those real instruments of murder, the traditional bow in He Tiantian’s hands seemed like a mere toy at this moment.
Despite being a toy, it was still a functional bow and arrow, albeit somewhat less powerful.
He Tiantian had spent over thirty years with bows and arrows in the learning space, and had long grown accustomed to all types of bows and arrows.
She adjusted her arm strength appropriately according to the traditional bow in her hand.
Maybe it was adapting to the bow and arrow, or coordinating her body, He Tiantian’s first arrow missed the target.
He Tiantian wasn’t discouraged or annoyed, but calmly drew another arrow instead.
The arrowhead precisely stuck into the trunk, only, it was still some distance from the bullseye He Tiantian had envisioned in her mind.
He Tiantian remained quite unfazed and continued to draw another arrow.
This wasn’t He Tiantian’s inner shout, but that of a middle-aged man who had, unbeknownst to her, been watching from the sidelines.
It was odd to say, but He Tiantian hadn’t made any markings on the tree trunk.
Yet the middle-aged man was able to judge, through He Tiantian’s slight facial changes: the third arrow must have hit exactly where the young lady had imagined!
In fact, He Tiantian’s expression wasn’t very obvious, but the middle-aged man had such certainty.
He greatly appreciated He Tiantian’s calm composure.
The young lady looked fair and beautiful, and not very old, probably around seventeen or eighteen at most.
However, her composure was remarkable; throughout the archery process, she was neither too hasty nor too slow, her mood not affected in the slightest by her performance.
It’s said, being good at archery isn’t too rare.
But to be so young, seemingly not a professional athlete, and yet to have such a steady mindset, was indeed rare.
She truly had the air of a great general!
The middle-aged man couldn’t help but nod inwardly.
"Coach Chen, wasn’t I right? Since the moment this girl arrived, I felt she was special!"
Standing beside Coach Chen was an old man in his sixties or seventies, looking like a school gatekeeper with his appearance and dress.
He sported a proud look as if to claim credit, "You don’t know, this lass has been wandering around our sports school, going around and around, not even stopping to eat or rest in the heat of noon, but shooting arrows at a big tree!"
"At the beginning, her grip and stance were all wrong, totally unprofessional!"
"Her arrows were flying everywhere, not even grazing the tree’s edge."
"However, this girl seemed to have a good sense for it, getting the hang of it after just a short practice!"
The gatekeeper might not have specialized in sports or knew much about archery.
But, having spent years at the sports school, he hadn’t eaten pork but had seen pigs run—the basics of archery, he knew.
For instance, the posture and fundamental movements of archery; he only needed a brief look to make a basic judgment.
It was precisely because he saw He Tiantian progressing from complete ignorance to quickly finding her groove and improving with each shot that the gatekeeper suddenly realized: Damn, this is a fine prospect!
Without a second thought, he hurried off to find Coach Old Chen of the archery team, insisting that a little archery prodigy had come right to the school’s door.
Initially, Coach Chen was somewhat skeptical.
Archery was indeed a traditional skill of Hua Country, but once the nation had stabilized, apart from some remote mountain areas, the majority of people had little contact with this activity.
Considering archery as a competitive sport, its popularity among the public was far lower than that of table tennis, volleyball, and other sports.
Archery was more like a niche competition, also requiring substantial initial investment.
Not to mention, buying a professional Competition Recurve Bow was beyond the financial means of an average household.
And the training afterwards; at this point in time, Hua Country didn’t have many professional archery ranges, only government-run training centers like sports schools were available.
With few people practicing, the sports school had a very narrow selection range, which meant that the sport of archery wasn’t valued in the country for the short term and couldn’t create a trend.
This led to a vicious cycle.
With the Asian Games imminent and the provincial team’s selections less than satisfactory, Coach Chen was worrying.
Now, out of the blue, he hears of an archery prodigy practicing right at the sports school’s door; Coach Chen could only think it all felt like a fantasy.
However, upon arriving at the entrance and witnessing the girl practicing arrow after arrow, mainly her mountain-steady mindset, the seasoned coach felt immense joy.