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As his attributes steadily increased, Su Wangchuan discovered that his control over Yang Family Spear Technique was also improving continuously.

With greater Strength and Agility supporting it, wielding the Hundredfold Steel spear beca increasingly effortless. Each move flowed more smoothly, with techniques extending and retracting freely.

After two days, he could already execute all the techniques of Yang Family Spear Technique proficiently. It finally broke through to the realm of Practice Makes Perfect, granting him an additional 2 points of Strength.

At this point, with both Black Tiger Fist and Yang Family Spear Technique cultivated to Practice Makes Perfect, Su Wangchuan’s training ca to a temporary halt.

He summoned his Status Panel.

Su Wangchuan: Male (Blacksmith) (Hunger 70/100)

Strength 8 11; Attack 6–7;

Agility 8 6; Defense 2.8; Speed

14;

Endurance 8 3; Health 110/110;

Spirit 8: (Not Activated).

(So techniques have been folded)

First-Rank Martial Art “Black Tiger Fist”: Practice Makes Perfect; next realm “Entry-Level Mastery” 0/500;

First-Rank Martial Art “Yang Family Spear Technique”: Practice Makes Perfect; next realm “Entry-Level Mastery” 0/500;

First-Rank Martial Art “Lightfoot on Grass”: Entry-Level; next realm “Minor Mastery” 0/100;

“Strength has already reached nineteen points.”

“First-rank martial arts that focus on Strength really do boost it significantly.”

“With just one more point of Strength, I’ll reach twenty. Once a single attribute exceeds twenty, that ans formally stepping into the martial artist ranks.”

“I have to find a way to break through again and gain one more point of Strength.”

Su Wangchuan was both excited and exhilarated, eager to step into the martial artist ranks imdiately.

He had heard Brother Lin Xun say that once one entered the martial artist ranks, it counted as obtaining the martial artist profession, which granted attribute bonuses.

When he beca a life profession Blacksmith, he had received two points of attributes.

Becoming a martial artist granted double that amount.

Moreover, they were precious free attribute points.

This ant that a martial artist could use those points to amplify their strengths or compensate for their weaknesses, accelerating the path toward becoming a ranked martial artist.

Su Wangchuan quickly analyzed his options.

“At present, there are still two first-rank martial arts I can cultivate: Hundred Paces Piercing the Poplar and Lightfoot on Grass. Either could be pushed quickly to Practice Makes Perfect.”

“It’s said that Lightfoot on Grass improves Agility, so that can wait for now.”

“Hundred Paces Piercing the Poplar… there are barely a handful of people in the entire Huishui County who have mastered it. I can give that a try.”

Su Wangchuan imdiately returned to the Weapon Room and found Qian Sihai.

During this period, Qian Sihai had worked tirelessly forging various Hundredfold Steel weapons. Aside from free food and lodging, he had basically not received any wages.

Even Su Wangchuan felt a bit embarrassed.

But rules were rules.

The man was still a captive.

He was not yet a disciple of the Yulong Gang.

Only once the higher-ups changed Qian Sihai’s status and formally allowed him to join the Weapon Room would he be able to receive proper treatnt and compensation.

“Old Qian.”

“Room Master.”

Qian Sihai did not resent his current situation. Compared to being locked up under the Nu Tao Gang, this was far better. He could even eat at buns from the Huishui County docks every day. Moreover, toward the Room Master whose strength and skill surpassed his own, he felt genuine admiration and held no complaints.

“Can you forge iron bows?”

Su Wangchuan rembered that Hundred Paces Piercing the Poplar required an iron bow.

That technique required shooting over a hundred paces, placing extre demands on both arm strength and the bow itself. Ordinary hunting bows were easily pulled apart.

An iron bow did not have that problem.

“I can!”

Qian Sihai nodded.

“It’s just a bit more troubleso to forge. So copper ore has to be mixed in.”

“Good.”

Su Wangchuan smiled.

“I rember the Weapon Room has so copper ingots. Take Chen Ergou with you to fetch them. If you need anything else, tell

directly. Help

forge the iron bow as soon as possible.”

“Yes!”

Qian Sihai and Chen Ergou followed Su Wangchuan’s instructions without question and imdiately set to work.

Over this period, everyone in the Weapon Room had seen their inco increase noticeably. Even the most ordinary arrows could be forged at a rate of two to three hundred per day.

Split evenly, each person could earn at least three taels of silver a month, not counting the Room Master’s extra rewards.

As for Hundredfold Steel weapons, even a small bonus was enough for everyone to treat their whole family well.

Qian Sihai soon began forging the iron bow.

Following the breathing rhythm of Lightfoot on Grass, Su Wangchuan mobilized the strength of his entire body and paced rhythmically back and forth near the forging table.

Clang! Clang!

Qian Sihai worked with great intensity.

Su Wangchuan, anwhile, moved back and forth throughout the Weapon Room, familiarizing himself with Lightfoot on Grass.

Although it did not increase any experience points, this was his first ti encountering a movent technique. He wanted to properly grasp its subtleties.

While forging, Qian Sihai occasionally cast puzzled glances at the Room Master.

The Room Master was pacing back and forth in front of him…

At first, he did not pay much attention.

But after more than half an hour, not only had the Room Master not stopped, his steps seed to be growing faster and faster…

It was not just Qian Sihai who noticed this strange scene. The apprentices in the Weapon Room noticed as well.

It was as if a gust of wind had ford beneath the Room Master’s feet. His step rhythm quickened, circling endlessly around the open space in the Weapon Room.

An hour passed.

Everyone was drenched in sweat.

Su Wangchuan himself was soaked through as well.

This movent technique was not easy to practice.

Breathing and footwork had to be coordinated. Only when the rhythm of the movent reached a certain harmony could the body beco light, producing a sensation of barely touching the ground.

After an hour, his stamina was rapidly depleted.

Exhausted and hungry.

Yet the movent technique had undeniably increased his speed. It felt as if his feet were stepping on powerful springs, ready to launch him forward at any mont.

After eating several at buns and clearing his Hunger, Su Wangchuan sat down beside Qian Sihai, continuing to observe openly and learn shalessly, watching how he forged the iron bow.

At his instruction, Qian Sihai forged two iron bows at the sa ti. This allowed Su Wangchuan to see more clearly. Even if he missed a step the first ti, he could pay extra attention the second.

After another hour, Su Wangchuan began pacing back and forth again.

By now, everyone wore expressions of complete nonchalance.

By noon the next day, Qian Sihai finally finished.

Two iron bows were completed.

Su Wangchuan was overjoyed and quickly took them into his hands.

Iron-Reinforced Bow (White Grade): Durability 100/100;

Attack 10–15;

Usage Requirent: Strength 20;

If you do not have the strength, you had better not use it.

Su Wangchuan was completely stunned.

This weapon actually had a usage requirent.

A minimum Strength threshold of twenty points.

He could not use it at all.

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