Basic Archery Breaks the Limit—Rapid Speed

Lu Chuan had no idea that the Fierce Tiger Gang had set its sights on him once again.

After breaking through to the Ninth Rank Late Stage, he did not relax in the slightest. His entire day was still spent cultivating.

The next day, at dawn.

While the sky was still dim, Lu Chuan left the residential complex alone and headed straight out of the city.

He did not wake his mother or Younger Sister. He had already spoken to his mother, Liang Ya, the night before, so there was no need to disturb them so early.

The eastern sky began to pale, and a thread of light shone down from the horizon onto the earth.

Lu Chuan wore a Combat Suit and carried a Bow and Arrow, a War Blade, and a backpack as he raced through the streets.

His feet instinctively performed the Forest Penetrating Deer Movement Technique from the Five Elements Stance Training.

His whole body seemed to transform into a Spirit Deer darting through the forest, his speed growing faster and faster.

Before long, he reached the city gate.

Compared with the deserted streets, the city gate was already bustling.

Most of them were hunters leaving the city to hunt and guard. Some traveled alone, while others formed groups of three to five.

This was not the first time Lu Chuan had seen such a scene. Over the past year or so, he had encountered it almost every day.

What surprised Lu Chuan, however, was this.

There was an extra group at the city gate today, numbering twenty or thirty people.

Aside from an Old Man, a Middle-aged Man, and a woman at the front, the rest were all young men and women.

They were likely all under twenty.

"Look, those are Martial Dao geniuses from First Martial Arts High School in the Inner City. It looks like they're heading out of the city to train."

"Students from First Martial Arts High School? They really are extraordinary. Judging by their auras, they're probably not far from truly cultivating Internal Strength and achieving Martial Arts Reaching Rank!"

"Geniuses from the Inner City are naturally different. They've cultivated Martial Dao since childhood, and I heard they can even take potions every day to aid their cultivation. It's perfectly normal for them to have such strength. If we had those conditions, we would have achieved Martial Arts Reaching Rank long ago."

At the city gate, most people were intentionally or unintentionally looking toward that group, discussing them in low voices.

Some were envious, while others spoke with sour words, their faces reeking of vinegar.

"Geniuses from First Martial Arts High School?"

Lu Chuan swept his gaze over them without changing expression, a strange glint flashing through his eyes.

After just one look, Lu Chuan stopped paying attention to them.

He knew full well that he and those people did not belong to the same world. In the future, they would likely have no chance of crossing paths.

His figure flashed, and Lu Chuan charged straight through the city gate.

He ran all the way and soon entered the Wilderness Area.

This was not his first time leaving the city, so Lu Chuan was naturally familiar with the route. Using the Forest Penetrating Deer Movement Technique, he headed straight for Python Mountain.

The surrounding grass and trees rapidly fell behind him. Lu Chuan was vastly different now from when he had first gone to Python Mountain.

A month ago, he had only just achieved Martial Arts Reaching Rank, and his cultivation had merely been at the Ninth Rank Mid Stage.

Now, however, his cultivation had already reached the Mid-grade Late Stage.

His strength had increased by more than tenfold.

Naturally, his mood was completely different as well.

Because it was early morning and the sun had yet to rise, there were clearly far more wild beasts in the Wilderness Area than during the day.

As he traveled, Lu Chuan encountered several wild beasts that attacked him.

But he dealt with all of them with ease.

His bow drew like a full moon, his arrows flew like rainbows.

With his current strength, killing these ordinary wild beasts was basically one arrow per beast.

Those brutes could not even get close to him.

Lu Chuan's arrows pierced through their heads or hearts, killing them instantly.

For a time, Lu Chuan's Basic Archery began rising in a straight line.

About half an hour later.

Lu Chuan fired another arrow, killing a wild boar three or four meters tall that had pounced toward him.

The Attribute Panel refreshed once more.

[Basic Archery +12]

Immediately, the information on the Attribute Panel changed once again.

[Basic Archery (Limit Breaking—Rapid Speed)]

At that moment, enlightenment descended upon Lu Chuan, and he immediately understood the effect of Basic Archery after it had broken the limit.

Rapid Speed meant increasing the speed of his arrows.

Under normal circumstances, with Lu Chuan's current strength, an arrow he fired could reach three hundred meters per second, close to the speed of sound.

But now that his Basic Archery had broken the limit, it received the amplification of the Rapid Speed state.

The speed of his arrows increased by more than double, directly surpassing the speed of sound and reaching at least six hundred meters per second.

That was truly terrifying.

As the saying went, among all martial arts under heaven, only speed was unbreakable.

The faster the speed, the stronger the attack.

With his arrow speed doubled, his Combat Power had increased by at least threefold.

"Good, very good... I never expected such an unexpected delight. With this, hunting and guarding in Python Mountain will be even more secure."

Lu Chuan Grinned. "If I run into that Ink Cloud Blood Leopard again, Your Grandpa could probably shoot it dead with three arrows..."

That Ink Cloud Blood Leopard was a First-Order Peak Fierce Beast, equivalent to a Ninth Rank Perfection Martial Artist of the Human Race.

Even so, Lu Chuan remained confident that he could kill it with three arrows.

He had roughly calculated that his attack power was no weaker than that of a Ninth Rank Perfection Martial Artist.

What he lacked was merely defense.

Even a Ninth Rank Perfection Martial Artist from a Great Faction who cultivated a High-grade Skin Refining Method possessed only ten thousand jin of tremendous strength.

His physical strength had already reached eight thousand jin.

With the enhancement of the two Limit Breaking states, Fierce Tiger Intent and Rapid Speed, the force of one arrow could likely Erupt with thirty thousand jin of strength.

Unless the opponent had also cultivated a Martial Skill that amplified attack power, even a Ninth Rank Perfection Martial Artist who cultivated a High-grade Skin Refining Method would definitely be unable to withstand three of his arrows.

For a time, Lu Chuan was in an excellent mood, his heroic spirit soaring into the clouds.

He did not even spare a glance for that enormous wild boar. With his current standards, ordinary wild beasts were already beneath his notice.

Then it would be left for the ordinary hunters coming behind him.

Such a huge wild boar could fetch more than ten thousand yuan.

The only problem was that transporting it back would be rather difficult.

Moreover, they would have to worry about being exploited by the Fierce Tiger Gang. If they encountered someone greedier, they might be swallowed until not even their bones remained, leaving them to toil for nothing in the end.

The smart ones would only skin it for its hide and take a few important parts.

They would leave all the ordinary flesh and blood behind.

Countless thoughts flashed through Lu Chuan's mind, but he did not slow down. Instead, he accelerated and continued onward, sighing inwardly. Fierce Tiger Gang... if I get the chance, I must uproot this malignant tumor...

Lu Chuan naturally did not harbor any thought of eliminating evil for the people.

A large part of why he wanted to destroy the Fierce Tiger Gang was because he wanted revenge for the oppression and exploitation he had suffered from them over the years.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, just as Lu Chuan crossed a small hill and entered a patch of brushwood, his eyes narrowed and he abruptly stopped.

Someone was ahead.

It was a bald man with an extremely conspicuous scar across his face. He wore a savage expression as he looked toward Lu Chuan.

"Fierce Tiger Gang. Tian Qiang..."

Lu Chuan recognized him at once.

As the number one expert under Liu Bao, the Hall Master of the Fierce Tiger Gang's East Hall, Lu Chuan was very familiar with Tian Qiang.

To a certain extent, Tian Qiang's vicious reputation was even greater than Liu Bao's.

That was because many of Liu Bao's affairs were carried out through Tian Qiang's hands.

Forcing good women into prostitution, oppressing the innocent, and seizing wealth through trickery and force.

He could be said to have committed every evil imaginable.

Compared with him, even Yang Zuo seemed less detestable.

"Kid, since you know who I am, you should understand my strength."

Lu Chuan stopped a hundred meters away from Tian Qiang. His voice was not loud, but Tian Qiang still heard every word clearly.

A Martial Artist's five senses far surpassed those of ordinary people.

What was more, Tian Qiang was no ordinary Martial Artist, but a Ninth Rank Mid Stage one.

A savage sneer appeared on his face. He pulled the War Blade embedded in the ground before him free, held it upside down by the hilt, and walked step by step toward Lu Chuan.

A sinister laugh escaped his lips. "Kneel down, kowtow, and beg for mercy. Brother Qiang can grant you a quick death..."