Soy milk, fried dough sticks, hot dry noodles

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!'


My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Fan Tianfa couldn't help but curse, "Our strategy was supposed to be foolproof. Who would have thought that today out of nowhere Li Gong would show up and completely disrupt our plans!"


"Fourth uncle, eighth uncle, they have completely lost their minds to resort to such a poisonous scheme!"


Cao Fan furrowed his brow: "Once they expose themselves, they will be doomed as well!"


Cui Congyi followed up, saying, "Even if they don't get exposed, I'm afraid the Emperor will have his suspicions, and it won't be to their benefit in the future."


Cao Fan said: "Where on earth did they find Li Gong? I was originally chasing him with Commander Meng, and then he just vanished into thin air, as if he evaporated!"


Fan Tianfa narrowed his eyes: "Two Martial Saints went after him and failed to catch up. Forget it, the decisive moment has come."


Chapter 171 Palace Coup_6