Time flew by swiftly.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
Gu Sheng's days followed a remarkably disciplined routine: chopping wood in the early morning, practicing archery in the afternoon, and pulling the bow while standing in a steady posture at night to train his physical stability. This was a little trick Gu Sheng had discovered by chance to accelerate his proficiency in archery.
In just ten days, Gu Sheng's archery skill had reached 40% at the entry-level stage, progressing even faster than he had anticipated!
At this rate, perhaps within half a month, his archery skill could reach the small success stage.
Currently, Gu Sheng—
—already mastered the motion of nocking, drawing, and releasing the bow. His arms were steady and unwavering, and his arrows could consistently hit a fist-sized target fifty meters away.
Although there was still a considerable gap between him and Gu Erniu, for a novice, this progress was nothing short of extraordinary.
After integrating the archery skill into his panel system, Gu Sheng began to display an almost supernatural aptitude.
Initially, Gu Erniu thought that within a month, as long as Gu Sheng could shoot arrows stably and somewhat accurately without straying too far, it would already be commendable. Yet the results utterly shocked him.
He realized—
—Gu Sheng was a freakish prodigy. With every shot, there was visible improvement, and any mistake made once would never be repeated a second time.
Furthermore, Gu Sheng continuously refined and corrected his shortcomings.
Coupled with Gu Sheng's unparalleled diligence—his wood-chopping proficiency growing higher day by day, allowing him to free up more time to practice archery—it became essentially impossible for him not to improve.
Eventually, Gu Erniu found himself with nothing left to teach Gu Sheng.
All that remained was for Gu Sheng to grind it out steadily with time.
Gu Erniu sighed aloud, admitting he had entirely underestimated Gu Sheng. This was no middle-tier talent; this was clearly an archery genius!
After his initial astonishment, Gu Erniu was filled with great joy. The stronger Gu Sheng's talent, the faster he could reach profound heights in archery, and the sooner he could assist Gu Erniu. This was a good thing—envy had no place here.
If Gu Sheng one day truly rose to prominence, Gu Erniu could even share in some of the glory.
However, in response to Gu Erniu's praise and astonishment, Gu Sheng merely smiled without a hint of arrogance.
Only Gu Sheng himself knew that his advantage came solely from the panel system he'd been relying on. There was no room for complacency—he needed to work even harder.
On this particular day—
—Gu Sheng was chopping wood at the manor of the head of the family.
Crack!
Crack!
...
The crisp sound of wood splitting echoed rhythmically in the woodshed, the repetition orderly and precise.
Currently, Gu Sheng's wood-chopping proficiency had reached 99% in the great success stage. His strength was now entirely under his command; the moment the axe touched the wood, he could clearly feel the shifting grain. With just a small exertion of force, the wood would split effortlessly.
This was also why Gu Sheng was spending less and less time chopping wood. Using less power meant he needed less rest, effectively saving time.
"Having achieved great success in chopping wood allows me to harness full-body strength, with power emanating at will. But a perfect-level mastery goes a step further—it allows me to sense the grain of the wood and strike at its weakest points!"
Gu Sheng's eyes shone brilliantly.
He had completely grasped the direction toward achieving the perfect stage in wood-chopping.
This was a more profound level, transitioning from action to perception, from brute force to precision.
At this moment—
—Gu Sheng swung his axe freely. One piece of wood after another was split in half under his axe with uniform precision, as if measured by a ruler.
Then, in one particular swing, a sudden surge of perception flooded Gu Sheng's mind. It was as though he could see every intricate detail within the wood, down to the finest fibers.
Understanding dawned upon Gu Sheng. If he'd possessed perfect-level mastery of wood-chopping during that night when the wolves attacked, just a single strike might have been enough to take down a wolf with ease, without even needing to sever its spine. freēwēbnovel.com
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