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Gu Qing Shan looked around and checked the archery range's layout.

20 targets are lined up next to another, a few people were already in the middle of target practice.

A few of them even have instructors, carefully showing them how to fix their postures and techniques.

The employees leading him saw that and asked: "Do you need archery instruction? Our teachers here are guaranteed top-level professionals"

"Ah, no need"

"Will you be using your own bow or ours?"

"I'm using my own"

As Gu Qing Shan said that, he reached into the archery bag behind him to take out the Night Rain.

"Let me try for a bit first"

"Please go ahead"

Not infusing any spirit energy, he only casually took an arrow, pulled the strings and fired.

-----------boom.

A target more than 50 meters away was blown to bits, there was even a huge hole on the walls behind the target.

The whole archery range went silent.