William Bennett was somewhat incredulous.

"The Qi Pushing Technique" was divided into three levels. If one cultivated it to the third and final level, there was hope of comprehending "martial inner strength."

After another half day, William Bennett had cultivated "The Qi Pushing Technique" to the peak of the first level, and only then did his speed begin to slow down.

With a shift of thought, he began to practice the complementary "Furious Dragon Fist."

Sure enough, with the foundation laid by "The Qi Pushing Technique," practicing "Furious Dragon Fist" was twice the result for half the effort.

In just half a day, William Bennett had learned the basic forms of the nine moves and eighty-one variations of "Furious Dragon Fist."

The power of "Furious Dragon Fist" was truly astonishing, especially when combined with "The Qi Pushing Technique" to condense and unleash vital energy and blood—it could only be described as terrifying.

"With these two techniques combined, if I strike with all my might, I might be able to go head-to-head with a third-level martial artist."

William Bennett marveled to himself.

To his delight, after mastering "Furious Dragon Fist," "The Qi Pushing Technique" naturally broke through to the second level, which in turn furthered the cultivation of the former... The two complemented each other, achieving an incredible effect.

No wonder they're a perfect match!

William Bennett was secretly overjoyed.

In the next four or five days, William Bennett practiced "Furious Dragon Fist" and "The Qi Pushing Technique" together, and the results were remarkable.

At this point, William Bennett's martial arts level was approaching the peak of the second level.

"It won't be long before I reach the peak of the second level of martial arts. I believe the third level isn't far off either."

William Bennett was full of anticipation.

The next day, William Bennett left his house and headed straight for the martial training grounds.

Because the other two martial arts manuals, "Floating Step" and "Meteor Arrow," required a more spacious place to practice.

...

Before long, William Bennett arrived at the archery range in the corner of the training grounds.

This was a place specifically for practicing archery.

Whoosh!

An arrow streaked through the air, its afterimage slicing the void, hitting the bullseye of a target dozens of meters away.

"Great archery! Brother John Bennett truly deserves to be one of the top three archers in the clan."

"That shot could probably pierce the defense of a third-level martial artist and kill a thick-skinned beast."

Cheers erupted from the side.

"Amazing!"

William Bennett happened to be passing by and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

He recognized the young man named "John Bennett," who was a famous archer in the clan.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

John Bennett drew the bowstring repeatedly, firing five or six arrows in a flash, which finally formed a ring around the bullseye, encircling it in a perfect circle.

"Good! Amazing!"

The surrounding clan youths cheered again and again.

William Bennett paid no further attention. He believed that with a little effort, he too could become a master archer.

He walked to an empty target, casually picked up a bow and arrow, squinted his eyes, and aimed in a rather convincing manner.

William Bennett had come to the archery range for two reasons: to test his talent in archery, and to practice the advanced manual "Meteor Arrow."

As soon as he picked up the bow, he attracted attention.

"Look... who is that? He looks a bit unfamiliar."

A clan youth's eyes lit up.

"Heh, that kid is William Bennett, he came from the branch family half a year ago. Not long after arriving, he offended James Bennett, one of the top three in the clan's outer ranks. I heard even his old girlfriend left him..."

A few clan members recognized William Bennett.

"A branch family kid? Let's bet on how many rings he can hit."

Some clan youths looked at William Bennett with mocking expressions.

Even the outstanding archer "John Bennett" was drawn over.

"Archery requires talent and perseverance. Not just anyone can succeed."

John Bennett said arrogantly, giving William Bennett a casual glance.

William Bennett ignored these people.

He slightly activated his left eye, and the target dozens of meters away quickly zoomed in and became clearer in his vision...

Twang—whoosh!

The bowstring vibrated, the arrow shot through the air, barely grazing the target before falling to the ground.

He missed...

William Bennett was a bit embarrassed; after all, it was his first time handling a bow.

"Hahaha..."

The nearby clan youths burst out laughing.

Try again.

William Bennett remained calm. Missing the target on the first try was perfectly normal.

This time, he deliberately activated his left eye, focusing his energy intensely, and some of the key techniques from "Meteor Arrow" merged into his mind.

At that moment, no one noticed the faint blue sheen that flickered across the surface of William Bennett's left eyeball.

Twang—whoosh!

The second arrow shot out, hitting the target accurately, just one ring away from the bullseye.

Nine rings!

The field fell silent.

The clan youths who had been laughing froze.

Even John Bennett frowned.

Nine rings—this was already the closest score to the bullseye.

To achieve such a result from dozens of meters away was impressive, even for veteran archers.

"Luck! It must be luck!"

"That's right! A beginner can't possibly shoot with such accuracy. He clearly missed the first shot."

The clan youths forced a smile and continued to watch William Bennett.

However, before they finished speaking, the third arrow shot through the air.

Whoosh—thud!

A sharp, piercing whistle as the arrow flashed across dozens of meters, striking the target.

Thud!

Dead center!

In an instant, the field was deathly silent.