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

Zou Hu crashed into the ruins of broken walls like a fallen meteor, collapsing the last remains of the city wall with him. The clothes on his chest had turned to ashes, his flesh charred black, still emitting searing black smoke — evidently cooked.


On the other hand, Han Xiang, with her hair crown scattered and black hair wildly dancing in the wind, summoned a chessboard just before hitting the ground to brace her fall.


And the White Robe, wreathed in blazing flames, fighting two opponents despite his severe injuries, seemed to do so effortlessly, landing steadily amidst the sweeping sand, his War Intent surging even higher.


Zou Hu brushed aside the rubble on top of him and slowly got up from the debris, suddenly curving his lips into a cold laugh that carried self-mockery and anger. All the uneasiness in his heart from earlier vanished in that moment, transforming into boundless killing intent.


Chapter 218: Killing Soldier Immortal, Conquering Mang Mountain_2