Transmigration begins with archery training

The whole audience was stunned.

A Blood Cultivation Warrior defeated a Bone Cultivation Warrior?!

"Farewell!"

Old Song didn't care about his image anymore; he threw down a sentence and ran away.

"Fifth Master!"

The martial arts school disciples, who were still surrounded, shouted loudly.

But clearly, their Fifth Master had no intention of taking care of them.

"Alright, that's enough! A few martial arts school disciples dying shouldn't be a big problem."

Xu Bin and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, he regained his composure.

Because the young man seemed unwilling to let this Fifth Master go.

Chen Sanshi sheathed his spear, picked up the Kaiyuan Great Bow, bent down and pulled an arrow from the corpse, drew the bow and released the arrow without the slightest hesitation.

"call out--"

Having run nearly a hundred steps, Song Laowu occasionally looked back to check behind him.

Upon seeing the other man draw his bow and nock an arrow, he tried to slash with his sword, but he was a fraction too slow. The wolf-tooth arrow whistled through the air, piercing through flesh and embedding itself in his chest. Although it did not damage his heart, it shattered his bones.

Song Laowu staggered and fell to the ground, looking up at the boy who had chased after him, his face contorted with rage: "You...you killed my disciple, fine, but you really dare to kill me too?!"

"Why don't you dare!"

Chen Sanshi's stern shouts echoed throughout the village.

The white swan horse responded to the call, and he mounted it again, his long spear held straight forward. He fully mobilized his qi and blood, concentrating all his strength into the spear, and with the help of his horse's charge, he arrived in front of the enemy in no time, thrusting the spear down.

Song Laowu was no match for him; his sword crumbled at the first touch and was knocked to the ground.

The sharp, long spear blade was unstoppable, and it pierced into his body with a resounding crash.

"what--"

Song Laowu lay on the ground screaming, using his last bit of strength to grip the gun barrel tightly, preventing the spear tip from penetrating deeper into the wound.

The white swan horse did not stop.

The spear was stuck in the opponent's body and dragged along the ground.

Old Song's clothes were tattered, his back was a bloody mess, and his grip on the gun was weakening. Blood was gushing from his mouth as he made a last-ditch effort to survive: "My family makes offerings to the Prefect every year. You... killing me is courting death..."

"Pfft!"

Chen Sanshi was too lazy to answer. He twisted the gun barrel, causing the tip to churn inside the other person's body, crushing bones and pulverizing the heart like a drill.

Song Laowu's hands loosened, and he stopped breathing.

Yanbian Village was completely silent!

Chen Sanshi raised his spear high:

"Brothers, rest assured, I killed Song Laowu. I will report the situation to the commander myself. It has nothing to do with you!"

-

Babao Restaurant.

Side room.

Fine wine and delicious food were laid out on the table, but no one touched their chopsticks.

Xiang Tingchun sat upright in the main seat, and in front of him were the heads of the four major martial arts schools in Poyang County.

"I have finished speaking."

His gaze swept over the group of people, his words heavy with conviction: "Who agrees, who disagrees?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Song Nanshan, the owner of the Tai Lei Pavilion, spoke first.

His hair and beard were all white, and he was weak, looking like he had just recovered from a serious illness, but he spoke with great force: "Commander Xiang is being too aggressive. I don't think there's any need to continue this conversation!"

He tried to get up, leaning on his cane.

Luo Dongquan, who was guarding the door, brandished his knife.

Song Nanshan angrily questioned, "What does this mean?!"

"It is clear."

Xiang Tingchun poured himself a drink and said slowly, "You all have to agree today, whether you like it or not, otherwise, don't even think about leaving this room."

"Master Song, you are the oldest and most senior here. I hope you can set a good example."

"I have made myself very clear!"

Song Nanshan sneered: "If we don't see anything, don't even think about making us take out another copper coin!"

"well said!"

The headmaster of Tianyuan Martial Arts School slammed his fist on the table and chimed in, "Xiang Tingchun, I suspect you don't actually possess any magical treasure and have been deceiving us all along!"

“Master Liang, you don’t need to try to trick me.”

Xiang Tingchun narrowed his eyes: "I'll say it one last time, cooperate honestly, and after spring, I'll offer you the goods with both hands!"

Song Nanshan refused to back down: "Do we insist on seeing the items first?"

"Then I might find some things in your house."

Xiang Tingchun said calmly, "For example, armor, bows and crossbows, and a large number of long weapons."

"absurd!"

Song Nanshan's anger aggravated his injuries, causing him to cough violently. He pointed at Xiang Tingchun's nose and cursed, "Xiang Tingchun, don't forget we're in this together. Making a scene won't benefit anyone!"

Xiang Tingchun's eyes darkened: "Threatening me?"

Song Nanshan said to the others, "Don't be afraid of him, it's just a bluff. I'll ask my superior to help clarify the matter of weapons and armor. As for the immortal treasure, I doubt he'd dare to reveal it!"

Xiang Tingchun silently pressed down on the hilt of the knife hidden beneath him with his right hand, but hesitated to draw it.

The other party is right.

The armor and weapons that were sent in by men were not quite enough.

Even if we have to resort to force, we can't wipe out all four martial arts schools. We have to choose one to make an example of.

The atmosphere was tense, and the sound of arguing could be heard outside.

"Lord Commander has ordered that you are not allowed to enter!"

"Please inform them, I have urgent news to report!"

"..."

Luo Dongquan went out to check the situation and returned shortly afterward. He whispered to the commander, "A captain came looking for me. His name is Fang Ping. He said..."

After hearing the report, Xiang Tingchun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his tone became several times more forceful. He had finally found a suitable target.

"Song Nanshan, how dare you!"

"Disciples of the Tai Lei Martial Arts School ambushed and killed soldiers of the Great Sheng government in the street. This was witnessed by hundreds of people. You still say you don't want to commit treason?!"

"Death!"

Before Song Nanshan could understand what was happening, his neck was slashed, and his head was severed.

"Pass on my order!"

Xiang Tingchun, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, declared: "The Tai Lei Martial Arts School has committed treason and rebellion. Immediately dispatch troops to encircle and annihilate them, leaving no one alive!"

"Mad dog!"

The other three martial arts school owners were horrified: "Xiang Tingchun, you mad dog!"

"That's right, I'm a mad dog!"

Xiang Tingchun's eyes were bloodshot: "I want to see the military warehouse full again before tomorrow dusk, otherwise, you can all die with this mad dog!"

Witnessing Fifth Master being stabbed to death, the martial arts disciples were terrified, and their swords clattered to the ground.

Whether they were villagers from Yanbian Village or soldiers from the garrison, they all looked at the boy on horseback with complex and awe-inspiring expressions.

"My lord, there is no need to worry."

Only Xu Wencai came over, stroking his beard, and said, "Let's just go back. The commander will certainly not punish you. At most, he'll just give you a chance to redeem yourself through meritorious service."

"You can see clearly."

That was Chen Sanshi's initial thought.

Not to mention the matter of military supplies.

With war imminent, we cannot afford to let outsiders dampen our morale.

What he was really worried about was that things hadn't gotten big enough so that he wouldn't be able to kill the old man from the Song family as well.

Fortunately, Chen Sanshi was confident that he would train his bones before spring and be able to handle today's events calmly, regardless of the outcome.