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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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Chapter 38 No More Fear

Only by witnessing a Big Worm charging at oneself could one truly grasp the sheer force of a tiger descending the mountain.

Chen Sansi remained unflustered and calmly drew his bow and affixed an arrow.

Another arrow.

This time, he chose the tiger's most vulnerable spot, its eyes, as his target.

The mighty rush of the ferocious tiger was as fast as lightning, and its intimidating presence made aiming at its moving eyes as difficult as achieving the feat of "Hundred-step Piercing."

Yet, Chen Sansi was someone who could accomplish Hundred-step Piercing.

"Roar——"

A deep, organ-shaking wail echoed as the arrow blinded the tiger's left eye.

"Whoosh——"

Next was the right eye.

The tiger's both eyes were blinded, its white whiskers stained red with blood.

What was terrifying was that despite such pain, it still didn't stop its charge; with its last bit of vision, it leaped and climbed up a tree in a matter of seconds, determined to tear its attacker to pieces.