Gao Wu Da Ming: Starting as a military household and ascending to the rank of Martial Saint

Upon seeing these lines, Yu Shaowu's mind stirred, and he immediately became excited.

Sure enough, how could a transmigrator be without a system? That would be too pathetic.

Since that was the case, Yu Shaowu no longer hesitated and immediately silently recited in his mind: "Equipment."

The next moment, his hand involuntarily picked up the hard bow. As he held the bow, a panel appeared in his mind:

[Name: Yu Shaowu]

[Strength: 0.8] (Average strength is 1)

[Agility: 0.6]

[Endurance: 0.7]

First Equipment Slot: Zhenhai Patrol Bow

Second equipment slot: None

After studying the panel, Yu Shaowu suddenly understood.

Each piece of equipment has its own characteristics. By binding these pieces of equipment to yourself, you can enjoy the enhancements that these characteristics bring.

The two characteristics of the Zhenhai Xuntian Bow—Xuan Gang Piercing Armor and Qi Piercing the Heavens—should have the effect of piercing armor and also enhance one's own strength.

Of course, this only applies to combat enhancements. What truly caught Yu Shaowu's attention was the equipment's description. This bow, blessed by the great scholar Xu Wei, allows any member of the Yu family, regardless of their strength, to draw it fully. Moreover, firing an arrow from it significantly improves martial arts skills.

Keep in mind, this bow weighs eight hundred jin (approximately 400 kg). Drawing it fully is an extraordinary feat. The nearby Lüliang Mountains are home to many wild animals; let alone wild boars and weasels, how could even a tiger withstand a full draw?

If we just go up the mountain and shoot a few wild animals, wouldn't the autumn harvest be a piece of cake?

Thinking of this, Yu Shaowu couldn't help but smile.

Seeing Yu Shaowu grinning foolishly with a bow and arrow, Madam Wan thought he had gone mad and choked back tears, asking, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Shaowu quickly composed himself, stroking the longbow in his hand, and said, "Such a fine bow is a pity to sell. We should use it for hunting."

When Lady Wan heard the first half of the sentence, she thought her husband was reluctant to part with the family heirloom longbow and was considering selling her again. However, when she heard the second half, she was immediately surprised and said, "Husband, you are a scholar, how could you... how could you..."

She wanted to say that Yu Shaowu was not capable enough, but she didn't dare to anger him, so she didn't say anything more.

Yu Shaowu didn't explain too much to her, and said, "Let's give it a try first."

With that, he took his longbow and walked out of the house into the courtyard.

This was a dilapidated farmhouse courtyard, surrounded by low walls on all sides, with only a kitchen with a rain shelter, making it appear empty. There was also a millstone and some farm tools beside it.

Yu Shaowu stood on the open ground, assuming the posture for archery. Although he didn't have any arrows in his hand, he planned to test the bow by drawing it dry first, to see if it could truly be drawn to its full extent with a single pull.

After taking a deep breath, Yu Shaowu held the bow in his left hand and pulled the bowstring with his right hand, and began to try to exert force.

With this pull, even without much force, the taut bowstring was quickly drawn back according to Yu Shaowu's gesture. The entire bow indeed reached its full extent.

Then, he released his right hand, and with a soft "hum," the bowstring, which had exerted a force of 800 jin, returned to its original position, causing a small sonic boom. The surrounding air moved rapidly, making Yu Shaowu's ears hurt.

Yu Shaowu rubbed his ears for a while, looking at the hard bow with a mixture of surprise and delight. Madam Wan, standing by the door, also gasped in astonishment at the sight.

When did my husband acquire such strength? Or did the ancestors of the Yu family take pity on this eldest grandson and bestow upon him divine power?

After trying the bowstring without a bow, Yu Shaowu wanted to nock an arrow and try again, so he said to Wan Shi, "Do we have any money left at home? I'd like to go and buy some bows and arrows."

Madam Wan truthfully replied, "A quiver of arrows costs five qian of silver, but we only have three qian of silver left in our household."

"Alright." Yu Shaowu wasn't discouraged. He looked around the yard and saw a pile of firewood in the corner. He smiled and said, "There's still some wood here. We can make it ourselves."

He got right to work, rummaging through the woodpile, selecting a few good long strips of wood, and then picking up a machete to carefully polish them.

Seeing Yu Shaowu's serious demeanor, Lady Wan finally believed that her husband truly wanted to support the family with a bow and arrow.

Thinking of Yu Shaowu's bow-testing action just now, Wan felt a renewed sense of hope and quickly stepped forward to help her husband with the task.

In no time, they had made six short arrows. Although none of these arrows had arrowheads, the tips were sharpened to a point, so they were usable.

After preparations were complete, Yu Shaowu asked Wan Shi to step aside and nocked a short arrow onto the bowstring for the first time.

They had the bow and arrows, but not the target. An arrow shot with the force of 800 jin (approximately 400 kg) could probably knock down the wooden pillars of the kitchen, and even the low mud walls surrounding the house. Only the millstone in the entire yard could withstand it.

So Yu Shaowu aimed at the millstone and drew the bowstring taut once more.

With a whoosh, the short arrow shot out and struck the base of the millstone, where it exploded. The arrowhead turned to dust, and the rest broke into several pieces.

Yu Shaowu was startled by the unexpected power of the arrow. He stepped forward to examine it closely and found that not only was the arrow damaged, but a small dent was also left on the stone millstone.

Mrs. Wan felt a little sorry for the couple's hard work and said, "Husband, why don't you pull a little easier?"

Yu Shaowu nodded, drew his bow again, only halfway, and then shot again.

This time, he aimed at the millstone again, but missed. The short arrow pierced the soil beneath the millstone, embedding itself halfway in.

Yu Shaowu stepped forward and painstakingly pulled out the short arrow. Fortunately, the soil was relatively soft, and the arrowhead was not damaged.

He felt he had found a sustainable way to practice, so he used lime to make several X's on the loess soil as his new targets.

With a makeshift shooting range, Yu Shaowu immediately began high-intensity training.

He constantly adjusted the power and direction of his arrows to hone his shooting accuracy, striving to hit the bullseye with every arrow.

Of course, although it was only fifteen steps, it was not an easy task. Fortunately, Yu Shaowu practiced diligently and did not feel tired at all.

This should also confirm one of the characteristics of the Zhenhai Xuntian Bow, which is that its energy permeates the entire sky.

In other words, practicing archery will not only not deplete his physical strength, but will also continuously increase his strength.

In this way, as long as his energy supply is sufficient, he will never tire. His practice will naturally be twice as effective. Furthermore, the bow and arrow significantly enhance Yu Shaowu's martial arts skills, further increasing his physical strength. His archery skills are becoming increasingly proficient.

Standing to the side, Mrs. Wan watched her husband go from hitting the bullseye once out of eight arrows, to once out of five, and eventually to hitting the bullseye almost every time.

It can be said that after an afternoon of training, Yu Shaowu had almost reached the point of complete control within a 15-step range.

Whether the target is placed on the ground or on the wall, Yu Shaowu can hit it accurately, and he can control the force of the shot as if it were his own arm.

They practiced until nightfall. Wan, tired from watching, went to prepare dinner, while Yu Shaowu, however, became even more energetic. He shot another arrow, and suddenly a few lines of text appeared in his mind:

Archery: A Beginner's Guide

Special Skill: None

Yu Shaowu was initially quite proud of what he had accomplished that afternoon, but upon seeing these two lines, he realized that his archery skills were only just beginning to take shape, and that he still had a long way to go.

However, having grown up in a family of military generals since childhood, he naturally knew that the bow and arrow, as the king of cold weapons, had the longest training period.

Even a person with exceptional talent would need several years of practice to master archery.

His progress was already considered a once-in-a-century genius. This was not only the result of his hard work, but the Zhenhai Xuntian Bow also made some small contributions.

With this system, as long as you practice diligently, becoming a sharpshooter is just around the corner.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, ready to practice again, when suddenly he smelled the aroma of food and his stomach began to rumble.

"My lord, the food is ready, come and eat."

Listening to Wan's gentle calls, Yu Shaowu suddenly felt that such days were not so bad.