"Keep your body upright."
"Yes, just like that."
At the target range.
Chen Sanshi patiently instructed Sun Buqi.
This young master was not only generous, but had also paid in advance.
It was the first time Chen Sanshi had seen a two-hundred-tael silver note.
Whoosh—
Sun Buqi loosed an arrow at a target a hundred paces away.
It landed at roughly the fourth ring.
Unconvinced, he fired another arrow, which became the second ring...
"..."
Chen Sanshi had taught him everything there was to teach.
Yet after two straight hours, this young master had not improved in the slightest.
His posture was clearly correct, but he simply could not hit the target.
"Master!"
Sun Buqi insisted on calling him that, and could not be stopped. "How exactly did you do it?"
Archery had little to do with martial arts.
One's martial cultivation level could at most determine how heavy a bowstring one could draw.
But the heavier the bow, the harder it was to control.
To pierce a willow leaf from a hundred paces away—how could that be easy?
Yet the extraordinary man before him did far more than that. The most terrifying part was that he never missed, not once.
"How did I do it?"
Chen Sanshi thought for a moment, then summed it up. "Mostly through hard work. Heaven rewards diligence."
"What a saying—Heaven rewards diligence!"
Sun Buqi seemed to have grasped its true essence, his heart brimming with confidence for the future.
Compared with martial arts, he was far more obsessed with archery.
No matter how high one's martial cultivation was, one still had to fight for one's life at close quarters.
But with archery, one could take a life from a hundred paces away.
He practiced martial arts only so that he could draw a heavy