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My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side. He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man. Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer. From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away! From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million! Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry. Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'

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266 Chs

Chapter 112 Emperor Wan Shou

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"They didn't chase us?"

Chen Sansi doubted whether he was hallucinating.

More than ten thousand foot soldiers, followed, perhaps, by another three thousand cavalry.

Just like that...

They let them cross the river?

"Boom—"

A loud noise thundered.

Chen Sansi saw from afar, about twenty miles away, it seemed as if someone was thrown into the sky and then fell back down, scattering like beans!

"Bang!"

"Who is Chen Sansi?!"

Another loud noise followed.

It was as if an Earth Dragon had turned over, and the entire riverbank trembled violently.

What seemed like a mountain crash-landed, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a general in shining armor. From the look of the armor, it was from the Sheng people.

"It is I."

Chen Sansi dismounted and bowed with his hands clasped, his breath somewhat unsteady.

"You have already returned? Sister Li was worried in vain; quickly cross the river," he said.