Terrifying Power

Naturally, the club aimed to meet customer demands as best as possible. Before long, several bows were delivered.

Jaxon set down the bow he had been using and stepped forward to test each of the new ones.

"The bow you're holding now has a draw weight of 28 pounds. Generally, beginners are advised not to exceed 20 pounds, as heavier bows can lead to improper form over time," the coach explained as Jaxon picked up a bow.

Jaxon shook his head, placed the bow back down, and continued testing. The coach assumed Jaxon had taken his advice and would opt for a bow under 20 pounds. However, Jaxon's quiet remark left him speechless.

"Not enough."

By this point, Jaxon had picked up a 48-pound bow. It was worth noting that professional female archers typically used bows of this weight. Yet even with this, Jaxon remained unimpressed.

"Still not enough," he muttered.

The coach stood in silence, watching Jaxon methodically test one bow after another. It wasn't until Jaxon settled on a 150-pound bow that he finally gave a nod of approval. At this point, the coach was utterly at a loss for words.

A 150-pound bow was difficult for most people to even draw, let alone shoot with accuracy. Even those with the strength to fire it often suffered from reduced precision. Yet, to the coach's astonishment, Jaxon pulled the string back effortlessly, just as he had with the lighter bows. The sight was nothing short of terrifying.

How strong was this man?

The coach couldn't even begin to fathom it. He had never encountered anyone with such immense strength before.

"I'll take this one," Jaxon said casually, giving the bow a few experimental draws.

It wasn't that he had reached his limit—rather, the club simply didn't stock anything heavier. He had no choice but to settle for this one.

Unbeknownst to Jaxon, his calm demeanor and effortless movements had left a profound impact on the coach.

As the training continued, the coach observed that Jaxon's technique remained unchanged. His arm never trembled, his expression stayed relaxed, and he handled the 150-pound bow as if it weighed nothing. Even more astonishing, his accuracy didn't suffer—on the contrary, his hit rate improved steadily with practice.

This completely shattered the coach's understanding of archery.

"If I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't believe you've only been practicing for a single day," the coach admitted, filled with admiration.

Jaxon smiled, satisfied with his progress.

His rapid improvement, several times faster than the average person's, was due to both his exceptional intelligence and the White Crane Pendant he wore. The pendant had a unique effect: Skill Proficiency Increase Speed +20%.

As a player, Jaxon's abilities were quantifiable. Every shot he took contributed to his "skill level," allowing him to progress much faster than an ordinary person. The pendant's enhancement, combined with his natural aptitude, made his learning curve almost unnatural.

Jaxon continued training at the club until the afternoon. At 200 yuan per hour, the fee wasn't exactly cheap for him; otherwise, he would have stayed even longer.

After leaving the archery club, he headed to the market to buy ingredients. His barbecue business had been booming lately, requiring an increasing supply of fresh produce. Without Liu Yidao's help, he would have been overwhelmed.

"Master, you don't intend to sell barbecue forever, do you?" Liu Yidao asked as he skewered the food. "Your culinary skills are exceptional. Sticking to barbecue is a waste. If you need money, I can lend you some—or consider it an investment."

Though profitable, street barbecue couldn't compare to mid-to-high-end restaurants, and it didn't fully showcase Jaxon's abilities. In Liu Yidao's eyes, this was a major loss. Jaxon's talents deserved a greater stage.

"Of course not," Jaxon replied. "I'll open a restaurant in a few months. As for the money, I'll figure it out."

Jaxon had no doubt that Liu Yidao wasn't short on money. As the former head chef of Kailai Gate, he surely had considerable savings. However, Jaxon had never considered using his apprentice's funds. He preferred to rely on his own means. For now, his biggest obstacle wasn't money—it was finding the right location.

Thinking of this, he turned to Liu Yidao. "I haven't found a suitable spot yet. Can you help me keep an eye out?"

Compared to Jaxon, Liu Yidao had far more connections in the restaurant industry. If anyone could find a good location, it was him.

"Of course! I'll look into it," Liu Yidao agreed without hesitation. He was thrilled by Jaxon's plan to open a restaurant. Though working at the barbecue stall had taught him a few things, nothing compared to the experience he would gain in a professional kitchen. If Jaxon opened a restaurant, he could learn from him in a more structured environment.

After spending several days working alongside Jaxon, Liu Yidao had come to a realization: Jaxon's skills far surpassed his own, not just in cooking but in culinary theory as well. Jaxon's knowledge of ingredients and techniques was leagues ahead.

For Liu Yidao, learning from Jaxon was an invaluable opportunity. That's why he was so eager to help find a restaurant location.

That evening, as they carried their supplies to the bustling street in front of Goldenleaf University, a crowd was already waiting.

Jaxon's barbecue stall had become the most famous spot on the street.

A university professor running a street stall, paired with the former head chef of Kailai Gate—this unusual combination had drawn widespread attention. And with Jaxon's unparalleled barbecue skills, the stall's reputation had only grown. Many people, whether they planned to eat barbecue or not, came just to witness the spectacle.

Unintentionally, Jaxon's barbecue stall had become a must-visit attraction on this street.