novelraw Chapter 110
Chapter 110
Clang!
A Hundredfold Steel throwing knife struck the Iron Dummy Stake from ten zhang away, sparking briefly before falling to the ground.
At a distance of ten zhang, throwing darts required greater force and far more precise control of refined strength.
Su Wangchuan had previously practiced at only ten meters. Now that the distance had increased significantly, he naturally had to readjust.
He plucked a dart from a nearby wooden stake, aimed at the Iron Dummy Stake ten zhang away, inhaled, and flicked his wrist.
Clang!!
Another miss.
He did not grow discouraged.
He picked up another dart.
Clang!!As time passed, more and more darts littered the ground around the Iron Dummy Stake.
Only two had managed to hit the target.
His gaze remained steady until he had thrown several hundred darts.
Chen Ergou brought him meat buns, then began collecting the scattered darts from the ground.
After eating and drinking his fill, Su Wangchuan resumed practice.
After an hour, the number of darts embedded in the Iron Dummy Stake began to increase.
By the end of one round, over thirty darts had struck the target.
Third round!
More than seventy darts found their mark.
Ding!
A system notification rang out:
“《Heart-Piercing Dart》 has advanced to ‘Minor Mastery.’ Reward: +1 Agility.”
Agility again?
Su Wangchuan felt momentarily surprised.
But he quickly understood.
Although 《Heart-Piercing Dart》 relied on explosive wrist strength, it did not require overwhelming power. It depended primarily on refined control.
Agility made sense.
He continued practicing.
As 《Heart-Piercing Dart》 reached Minor Mastery, his muscle memory and proficiency improved noticeably. The hit rate soared.
In one round, nearly forty percent of the darts embedded themselves in the Iron Dummy Stake.
Thud!
Thud!!
He trained until the sky turned pale with dawn.
Finally—
Ding!
“《Heart-Piercing Dart》 has advanced from ‘Minor Mastery’ to ‘Practice Makes Perfect.’ Reward: +2 Agility.”
Su Wangchuan checked his Status Panel.
His Agility had risen to 26 points. Speed +26. Base Defense 5.2.
Formidable attributes.
His face was filled with exhaustion as he exhaled deeply.
“Two Second-Rank martial arts have now reached Practice Makes Perfect.”
He personally gathered the scattered Hundredfold Steel darts, then fastened a leather belt around his waist and tucked the throwing knives into it in a full circle.
Throwing knives had less range than a bow, but they were compact, portable, and easy to conceal.
The Second-Rank 《Heart-Piercing Dart》 had respectable power as well. Its attributes were +20 Attack, Armor-Piercing +1, guaranteed Bleeding on hit, and an instant-kill effect if it struck a vital point.
Although the raw attack bonus was average, the instant-kill trigger on vital strikes was terrifying.
At that moment, Hall Master Song entered from outside.
“Wangchuan, you have been on watch all night. You are tired. Go rest.”
“Alright.”
Su Wangchuan nodded and returned to his residence to log off.
Hall Master Song remained in the training ground, staring at the dense cluster of puncture holes in the Iron Dummy Stake. He reached out to touch them and fell into thought.
…
After 《Heart-Piercing Dart》, Su Wangchuan began cultivating the third Second-Rank martial art: 《Iron Sand Palm》.
This technique was more difficult to train. It required iron sand that had been exposed to the sun, using it to temper both hands until they became as tough as weapons.
Su Wangchuan had no luxury of choice. He ordered a batch of finger-sized iron sand to be forged and filled a large basin with it before beginning the practice known as “washing hands.”
“Washing hands” meant plunging both hands fiercely into the iron sand until they turned red and the flesh was torn and bloodied.
After only half an hour, he temporarily gave up.
Cultivating 《Iron Sand Palm》 inevitably caused injury, lowering his Health.
The Yulong Gang was outwardly relaxed but inwardly tense, preparing for potential external challengers.
He could not afford to be injured at such a time.
Thus, during the day, he continued forging Hundredfold Steel weapons, slowly increasing the experience of 《Hundredfold Steel Forging Technique》.
Three days passed.
Nothing unusual occurred at the Yulong Gang hall.
On this particular day—
As usual, Su Wangchuan carried over a hundred taels of silver to the Money House to exchange for more portable gold notes. While walking back, he felt something brush against the front of his chest.
Instantly alert, his hand shot out like lightning, seizing the intruding wrist and twisting it down.
“Ah! It hurts—let go!”
“Such audacity. Daring to steal from this Helm Leader?”
Su Wangchuan sneered lightly.
The thief was young, barely in his early twenties. Pinned face-down to the ground, his face had turned pale as he begged for mercy.
“Big brother, spare me! I will not do it again! Let go—my arm is going to break!”
“Spare you?”
Su Wangchuan laughed coldly.
The pouch contained eighty taels in gold notes accumulated over this period. It was not only his hard-earned money, but also a safeguard for the branch’s brothers.
If he lost it, the consequences would be serious.
Moreover…
The thief’s movements had been precise—he had nearly succeeded. He must have been watching him for some time.
In Huishui County, someone daring to steal from a formal Martial Artist…
This man was certainly not simple.
“Who sent you?”
“No one… I was blind and reckless…”
The young thief’s face turned even paler as he continued to plead.
More and more onlookers gathered along both sides of the street, whispering and pointing.
“That is the Yulong Gang’s branch Helm Leader.”
“This thief truly has no eyes—he stole from Helm Leader Wangchuan.”
“Before the New Year, over a hundred bandits from Blackwind Stronghold supposedly died at his hands.”
“That is nothing. They say the three leaders of Blackwind Stronghold were killed by him.”
The crowd watched the spectacle.
The young thief’s face turned ashen.
At that moment, constables from the county office pushed through the crowd.
“Helm Leader Wangchuan.”
“What happened here?”
The man speaking was none other than Constable Wu, who had once fought alongside him against Blackwind Stronghold. He cupped his fists politely.
“Constable Wu.”
Su Wangchuan returned the greeting.
“I encountered a petty thief. He tried to steal gold belonging to my branch. He nearly succeeded.”
Constable Wu examined the thief, then searched him and retrieved a wooden token. After inspecting it, he frowned slightly.
“Not from Huishui County.”
Su Wangchuan caught sight of the token. The words “Heilong County” were clearly inscribed upon it.
“Hmph!”
Constable Wu’s expression turned severe.
“A thief from neighboring Heilong County dares cause trouble in Huishui County? You know the rules, do you not?”
At those words, the young thief trembled violently.
“No!”
“I was wrong, sir! I was wrong! Please, do not cut off my hands! I have an elderly mother above and children below who still need feeding! Spare me!”
Constable Wu gestured.
Two county officers immediately bound the man.
Constable Wu cupped his fists toward Su Wangchuan.
“Helm Leader Wangchuan, I will take him back to the county office. Rest assured—he will not keep both hands.”
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