The renaming of the era to "Guangxing" had absolutely no impact on the residents of Gu’s Manor.
The emperor was too distant from them, and his authority was even less intimidating than the county magistrate’s.
If someone gave them a few flatbreads, they might even lavish gratitude in return.
Only a few insightful individuals within the manor vaguely discerned a sense of desperation behind the change in era name; the new emperor apparently intended to turn the tide, facing significant resistance along the way.
Gu Sheng was not optimistic.
He was still practicing his archery.
As he progressed in Martial Arts and continuously trained with Iron Stone Fist, Gu Sheng’s strength steadily increased, now surpassing an ordinary adult. Drawing a two-stone bow fully became effortless for him.
At this moment.
His posture stood tall like a pine tree, shoulders squared, hands steady, and his gaze focused. He released the arrow from his fingers with a gentle motion, and the projectile sped toward the target like a meteor chasing the moon, instantly embedding itself deeply into the wooden stake, the arrowhead buried entirely.
A mere two hundred meters was no challenge for Gu Sheng at this point.
He didn’t stop.
With practiced ease, he grasped another arrow, entirely focused on his task.
One arrow after another shot out, spinning slightly, producing sharp, whistling sounds in a steady rhythm, almost akin to a musical symphony.
Visibly.
The depth to which the arrows embedded themselves into the wooden stake grew increasingly profound.
Gu Sheng entered a peculiar state.
In his vision, the distant wooden stake magnified endlessly, and he seemed to "see" countless "flaws" on its surface.
Of course, this was merely a sensation.
And what he sought was precisely this mystical sensation.
Arrows flew continuously, and Gu Sheng’s eyes grew ever brighter.
Suddenly.
Whiz!
A sharp, fine whistling sound pierced the air. In Gu Sheng’s intense gaze, the released arrow began spinning at full force, with what seemed like white currents of air forming around its arrowhead.
Then.
The arrow pierced effortlessly through the wooden stake and struck the stake behind it, the arrowhead bursting out the other side, while the shaft split in half with a loud crack!
Gu Sheng froze for a moment, then his eyes gleamed with delight.
Success!
After days of relentless practice, his archery skills had finally transcended perfection, achieving a breakthrough!
As he stared at the arrow that had penetrated two wooden stakes in a row, Gu Sheng felt a twinge of unease. This terrifyingly powerful arrow—if aimed at a person—would be utterly devastating. Not even a Stone Skin Martial Artist could withstand it, and even Iron Skin Martial Artists would face significant threats!
Eagerly, Gu Sheng brought up his interface.
[Name]: Gu Sheng
[Age]: 15
[Realm]: None
[Martial Arts]: Chopping Wood (Special Effect: First-level Tearing), Archery (Special Effect: First-level Penetration), Iron Stone Fist (Small Success 58%)
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With the arrival of spring.
Gu Sheng had turned 15, and the proficiency of his Iron Stone Fist had reached Small Success at 58%.
But his full attention was placed on the Martial Arts column for Archery.
"As expected, just like Chopping Wood, mastering Archery at perfection unlocks its special effect—First-level Penetration!"
Gu Sheng’s heart quivered.
Recalling the sensation of shooting moments earlier, the arrow spinning at high speed seemed to generate some mysterious force, effortlessly piercing through the sturdy wooden stake, and even retaining enough power to penetrate the second stake.
That level of power was already exceedingly formidable.
This was the might of the Penetration special effect!
"First-level Penetration! Now, my ranged attacks can threaten Martial Artists—even more so!"
"Even an Iron Skin Martial Artist would need to shield their vital spots, or they too would fall to my arrows. This is a power unique to me, Gu Sheng!" fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
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