Transmigration begins with archery training

The assembly call sounds.

A new batch of soldiers arrived one after another and lined up on the drill ground.

Shortly after.

Xiang Tingchun, clad in chainmail and with a sword at his waist, appeared first, followed closely by a civil official in official robes.

Xiang Tingchun had no expression on his face and went straight to the high platform.

He scanned the crowd and slowly spoke in a deep voice: "Those who have cultivated their Qi and Blood, step forward!"

Of the thirty-eight people, only Chen Sanshi took a step forward.

A hint of surprise appeared on Xiang Tingchun's usually calm face. He ordered, "Let one of the junior officers come out and spar with him so I can see what happens."

"Xu Bin, step forward!"

Wang Zhi pointed at the person and said, "Following the rules, you also need to use the Blood Refining Beginner level, but you can freely use your techniques. Practice with Chen Sanshi!"

Xu Bin, who was suddenly chosen, was taken aback but still stepped forward.

He looked at Chen Sanshi with a complicated expression.

These past few days, his fellow villager has been making quite a splash.

First, it was snatched up by several centurions in public.

Then, within just six days, he cultivated his Qi and blood.

Six days!

He barely managed to become a warrior, and he couldn't remember exactly how long it took him to develop his qi and blood!

In short, it took him several years in the military to finally become a junior officer.

If this kid can perform well today, he might be promoted to junior officer!

Such a bright future awaits.

he……

However, he didn't give the other party a friendly look on their first day of enlistment.

To make matters worse, I don't even know why I was chosen for the assessment.

"What are you standing there for? Begin."

Xiang Tingchun urged, "Use your qi and blood of the same level and go all out. Let me see if you military officers have improved your martial arts."

"Old Xu."

"I heard this person is from your hometown, so don't go easy on him."

"..."

Several banner officers and centurions were involved in the discussion.

They've all been hearing a lot lately about a genius arriving at the garrison, and they've been eager to see what he's really made of.

Xu Bin followed the instructions and drew out a wisp of qi and blood.

The amount of Qi and blood can be controlled.

The initial stage of Qi and blood cultivation is a single thread; mastery is two threads; and minor achievement is the complete circulation throughout the limbs.

Maintaining only a wisp of vital energy is enough to suppress one's cultivation level to the entry level.

However, knife skills are accumulated over many years and are difficult to control.

Theoretically speaking, if the two were to fight, he would have an absolute advantage.

Even so, Xu Bin was still a little nervous.

Lord Qianhu personally observed the battle and even made this statement.

This means that if he loses to a newcomer in public, his future is basically over.

On the contrary, if he could demonstrate some decisive measures and attract the attention of the commander...

His childhood ambition was to one day achieve great things on the battlefield, but unfortunately he was born in Poyang County and never had the chance to kill the enemy.

Without cultivation resources, he has been stuck at the Blood Refining Realm for so many years with almost no hope of advancement.

Today, however, presents an opportunity.

He was only concerned with his own future and was unwilling to sacrifice himself to help others.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for them to show mercy.

Hopefully, the younger brother introduced by the father won't blame him.

"Sanshi, don't blame me for hurting you."

Xu Bin drew his sword, a three-foot-long blade that gleamed coldly in the blazing sun.

"Please come, Officer Xu."

Chen Sanshi drew his gun, ready for battle.

Since he started practicing martial arts, he has never had a proper fight with anyone.

I'll take this opportunity to test my own abilities.

"Alright, take this!"

Xu Bin suddenly made his move.

He hunched over slightly, dragging his sword as he walked, his eyes sharp, like a wolf that had been starving for days and finally saw flesh and blood. In just two breaths, he was beside the boy, and his goose-feather sword slashed horizontally.

At the same time, a cold glint flashed ahead.

In the blink of an eye, the cold glint transformed into the tip of a spear, rapidly magnifying in Xu Bin's pupils.

Later generations develop, but the ancestors arrived first;

Short swords and long spears—the way of long weapons!

"What a fast gun!"

Xu Bin dared not attack any further. If he took another half step forward, he would probably get a hole in himself before he could even slash his opponent with his knife!

He stopped abruptly, intending to cut the ash wood gun barrel with his knife.

Chen Sanshi clearly wouldn't give him that chance. He pulled his spear back three inches, aligning his waist and stance, and channeled his qi and blood into his right arm. With a "blocking and seizing" motion, he clashed the spear tip with the blade.

"clang--"

The crisp sound of weapons clashing rang out.

The goose-feather blade trembled and hummed incessantly.

The plum blossom spear trembled incessantly.

Both of them took several steps back at the same time.

But for long-range weapons, maintaining distance is an advantage!

Xu Bin had barely regained his footing when the plum blossom iron spear came thrusting at him again. He had to parry with his knife once more. Fortunately, having practiced martial arts for many years, he was not a problem with this level of intensity and was able to withstand it.

However, everyone has practiced basic marksmanship as a soldier.

Why is Chen Sanshi's marksmanship so fast and powerful, unlike that of ordinary people?

There is also qi and blood.

Although it's just a wisp of blood and qi, he has been cultivating it for many years, so he should be stronger.

However, when faced with a direct confrontation, he didn't gain any advantage in terms of strength, only managing to gain a slight edge through his swordsmanship experience.

Strange!

Xu Bin was embarrassed, worried that he had ruined his image in the eyes of the commander.

His knife skills became increasingly fierce and ruthless, each strike aimed directly at vital points, hoping to exhaust his opponent's life force in this way.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out continuously, and yellow dust filled the air on the training ground.

Chen Sanshi kept retreating in order to maintain the distance advantage of his long weapons.

"Your motherfucker."

Wang Zhi couldn't help but swear.

He was still thinking that it was someone surnamed Xu who introduced Chen Sanshi to the army camp, so he deliberately called him out. Turns out this guy was serious.

Let's wait and see how he deals with this blind fool.

Xiang Tingchun, however, narrowed his eyes slightly, watching with considerable interest.

"Good fight!"

The soldiers watching cheered.

"clang--"

It was another clash of titans.

Chen Sanshi narrowly escaped being caught off guard. At the crucial moment, he held his breath, twirled his spear, and managed to force the wolf, which was almost right in front of him, back seven steps away without any real danger.

Xu Bin truly deserves his reputation after many years in the military.

After several rounds, his arms were numb, his shoulders ached, and his body and face were covered in sweat.

Only the Qi and blood are still sufficient.

He can hold on a little longer.

It's rare to have someone to practice with, and his marksmanship is improving rapidly; he should cherish this opportunity.

"Come again!"

Xu Bin swung his knife again and again, his eyes turning red.

It's been eight rounds already, and he still can't win!

Since we've already offended them all, we might as well go all the way and offend them to the very end.

No matter what, I can't let myself become a piece of trash in Qianhu's eyes!

He held nothing back, his goose-feather blade tearing through the air like a rampaging wolf, trying every means to tear its prey apart.

The plan is to use a head-on approach to wear down the opponent quickly and find a weakness.

However, as time goes by.

Xu Bin gradually realized that something was wrong.

On the surface, the boy with the gun was on the defensive.

But his vital energy never waned!

On the contrary, his own vital energy was constantly being depleted and was almost gone.

"how come?!"

Xu Bin's face showed astonishment.

impossible!

This kid has only just begun to cultivate his Qi and Blood; in another ten rounds, he'll definitely be exhausted!

With that thought in mind, his swordsmanship became even more ferocious.

But the reality was completely different from what he had imagined.

After another ten rounds, his energy and blood were mostly depleted, but Chen Sanshi still hadn't lost!

This kid looks like he's about to collapse from exhaustion, but he always manages to persevere in critical moments; his endurance is terrifying.

"clang!"

Xu Bin's speed slowed down and his strength weakened due to depleted blood and energy.

At this very moment, the balance of power shifted, and the Plum Blossom Spear completely turned from defense to offense!

With each block, each grab, each thrust, every spear technique was executed with precision and ruthlessness by Chen Sanshi. Combined with his vital energy, it was like a relentless storm, threatening to overwhelm anyone who wasn't careful.

It was Xu Bin's turn to be drenched in sweat.

His vital energy gradually dried up during the fierce battle, and his hand holding the knife began to cramp. He forgot to attack, or rather, he no longer had the chance to attack. All that remained in his eyes was the constantly flashing cold light and the fluttering red tassel.

This is impossible.

Chen Sanshi has only recently developed his Qi and Blood, so how can his endurance be so amazing?

There were a few moments when Xu Bin almost mobilized his remaining blood and qi to unleash the full power of his Blood Refining Mastery, but he knew he had already lost.

Five years!

Even someone who has practiced martial arts for five years cannot out-skill someone who has only practiced for half a month!

"clang--"

In a daze, his goose-feather saber was knocked from his hand, and the sharp triangular spear tip followed closely behind, pressed against his throat.

"Commander Xu, you flatter me!"