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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 56: Rivers of Blood

"Ten!"

As the countdown began, everyone suddenly snapped to attention.

"Murder!"

The villagers of Yanbian Village had never seen such a bloody scene before.

Not to mention the murderer.

It was their once-familiar Stone!

Just a few months ago, he had been holding saint books, intending to sit for the imperial examination.

Suddenly, he was holding a bow, having killed a man!

"What high office has Stone taken on to dare kill a Martial Arts Academy Disciple in the streets?"

"Well done, well done indeed!"

Eight out of ten people had been bullied by those from the Martial Arts Hall.

After all.

Many farmers had their land cheaply bought up by landlords with the help of martial masters.

"You... you've got some nerve!"

Huang Tao came back to his senses amid the shock, "A small flag, committing murder in the street, is there no law?!"

The young man on the horse showed no emotion as he slowly drew an arrow and notched it to the bowstring, muttering, "Nine."