Transmigration begins with archery training

"Fatty Wang?!"

Liu Baihu and Xiong Baihu turned around.

Wang Zhi, unaware of what had happened, had quietly walked to Chen Sanshi's side, a friendly smile on his face, and personally helped him up from the ground.

"The one surnamed Wang."

Liu Baihu pointed at the fat man's nose and scolded, "You said it yourself, you look down on this kid's potential!"

"Exactly!" Xiong Baihu chimed in, "I think you're the most shameless one!"

"My two brothers are mistaken. What does this have to do with aptitude?"

Wang Zhi shook his head and said, "I, Wang, have always valued loyalty and integrity. Now that I've accepted the money, how can I not teach you with all my heart?"

"Good good!"

Liu Baihu was so angry that his teeth itched, and his hand unconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword: "You fatso, you want to rob me too? Sanshi, you'd better think this through. This fatso is greedy for money. I can teach you without spending a single penny."

"Come with me!"

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Wang Zhi grabbed Chen Sanshi and ran off. In just a few breaths, the two of them disappeared.

"You fat bastard, I, Xiong, will never be your ally again!"

Xiong Baihu and his companion could only curse at the dust as they left helplessly.

Chen Sanshi was a little taken aback.

From being ignored to being snapped up.

It seems that the person behind him who is hostile to him does not have absolute status or power, otherwise they would not have given him a chance to turn things around.

As for which centurion to teach him...

Does he have a chance to choose?

Wang Baihu was extremely strong and almost broke his arm.

The two didn't stop until they reached the entrance of the camp.

Wang Baihu let go: "Little Stone, come in with me."

The moment I stepped into the camp.

Wang Zhi suddenly turned around and pressed his hand down on his shoulder.

Chen Sanshi instinctively tried to dodge, but the hand was like a mountain, leaving him nowhere to hide. It pressed heavily on his shoulder, causing intense pain in his bones.

After touching most of his body, Wang Zhi nodded in satisfaction: "Long arms and a wasp waist, most importantly, solid bones, a really good foundation."

"Long arms and a wasp waist..."

Chen Sanshi nodded.

"The most important factor in martial arts training is talent, followed by physical constitution."

Wang Zhi swaggered down at the desk and explained, "I don't need to explain talent, do I?"

"As for physical constitution, a martial artist must first be able to withstand physical exertion and have strong bones. In addition, different types of physical constitution also represent different strengths."

"For example, archers usually need to be tall and have long arms to easily draw the bow, so you are naturally good at archery."

"With long arms and a slender waist, plus exceptionally strong bones, he can be considered to have superior physical attributes!"

Chen Sanshi nodded: "Thank you for your guidance, Commander Wang."

You harbor resentment towards me, don't you?

Wang Zhi's small eyes gleamed: "You think I took your money and won't teach you?"

Chen Sanshi replied frankly, "I wouldn't dare."

"Not daring to, does not mean it doesn't exist."

"Alright, don't feel wronged. Liu and Xiong can't give you this."

As Wang Zhi spoke, he pulled a booklet from his pocket and slammed it heavily on the table.

On the surface of the booklet were the familiar words "Basic Soldier Marksmanship".

Seeing the puzzled look in the other person's eyes, he took out another book on basic soldier marksmanship: "Compare the contents of these two books and see what the differences are."

Chen Sanshi did as instructed.

Both booklets contain complete basic spear techniques for soldiers, including stance training, spear techniques, and breathing methods.

Through the text, he learned about the importance of breathing techniques.

Without proper breathing techniques, enduring more hardship and practicing slowly, one might be able to master the complete spear technique, but it would be absolutely impossible to condense one's qi and blood.

The contents of these two booklets are exactly the same regarding stance training and spear techniques.

However, there are many differences in breathing techniques.

The first breathing method is primarily for auxiliary purposes.

Since stance training and spear techniques are too harmful to the body, a special breathing method is used as a lubricant to reduce the pain of training while slightly increasing the speed of practice.

The second method is called the Haoran Breathing Method.

This breathing method offers no protection and is not faster than the previous one, but it is said that the resulting blood and energy will be better than the first one.

As for what makes it good, he didn't know.

Fatty Wang peeled peanuts, explaining as he ate: "The breathing technique I'm giving you will make your qi and blood more continuous, durable, and powerful, just like mine."

"As for the other breathing method, although it is faster, it is neither hard nor long, just like Xiong Baihu's."

"You should understand my explanation, right? If you don't, that's okay. You'll experience it for yourself once you develop your Qi and blood."

Chen Sanshi asked thoughtfully, "Please enlighten me, Commander Wang, why is there two different breathing methods for the same technique?"

"It's a stripped-down version."

Fatty Wang said, "The Haoran Breathing Method is better, but not everyone can learn it. If your physical constitution is not solid enough, it might ruin you. If your talent is not good enough, it will also greatly slow down your cultivation progress. Moreover, this thing costs a lot of money to learn, and it is usually only taught by the Eight Great Camps."

"I have told you the advantages and disadvantages of both. It is up to you to decide which one you want to learn."

The martial arts techniques of the Eight Great Camps?

Chen Sanshi looked at the fat man, then at the martial arts manual.

"You look down on me?"

Fatty Wang glared at him, saying, "Don't underestimate me just because I'm only a centurion now. I used to be one of the Eight Great Camps!"

"Commander Wang is overthinking it. I didn't mean that."

Chen Sanshi quickly made a decision: "I will practice the Haoran Breathing Method."

"Good lad, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

Wang Zhi brushed the shards off his hands, ordered his subordinates to bring him a plum blossom iron spear from outside, and began to teach him step by step.

"Standing meditation, holding a gun, and breathing are all integrated."

"Take a deep breath. How do you hold your breath? Don't hold it directly in your lungs. Imagine that this breath is the 'power' you store in your body. Use this 'power' to coordinate with each move you make."

"That's not how you breathe. This is normal breathing. Why do you think the Haoran Method is different?"

"You need to use this 'force' to stimulate your acupoints!"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

"hiss--"

With the help of the breathing diagrams in the manual and Wang Baihu's explanation, Chen Sanshi mastered the correct way to use the Haoran Breathing Method after a few tries.

His every move is coordinated with "qi," which is transformed into "force," doubly stimulating acupoints and bones.

The original combination of stance training and spear technique suddenly became a triple combination.

The unpleasant feeling almost made Chen Sanshi gag.

However, at the same time, a panel appeared in front of him.

[Technique: Basic Soldier Spear Techniques (Beginner Level)]

Progress: (8/100)

[Effect: None]

"Huff huff—"

After a few seconds, Chen Sanshi became somewhat exhausted and nearly fell over.

"okay."

Wang Zhi called a halt: "That's enough for today. You've mastered marksmanship overnight. Even if you have an iron body, you've reached your limit. You absolutely mustn't injure yourself."

"Especially in terms of food, we need to eat at least five catties of meat every day. Wild game is good, wild beasts are even better, and exotic animal meat is the best."

"Once you've mastered the basic spear techniques of a soldier, you'll have entered the Blood Refining Realm and truly become a martial artist!"

"I will help you find Lord Qianhu then."

"As for Tianyuan Martial Arts School, what grudge do you have with the young master Liang Zhan?"

"Tianyuan Martial Arts School?"

Chen Sanshi understood immediately and said, "I have absolutely no grudges with the Liang family."

"Oh?"

Wang Zhi was somewhat surprised. He stroked his chin, his eyes flickering, and it was unclear what he was thinking. "I understand. You should go and rest now."