Abandoning literature for martial arts, starting by unleashing the beauty's bow.

However, when the dark-faced man fell, Liu Laosan was still about eighteen zhang away from Lu Fengnian.

At this distance, given Lu Fengnian's speed, he could fire four arrows.

Liu Laosan had no shield, only a ghost-head knife.

Under these circumstances, it would be as difficult as climbing to heaven for him to get close to Lu Fengnian.

However, what is puzzling is...

After shooting the dark-faced man, Lu Fengnian stopped and did not shoot another arrow.

"What is this kid doing? Why isn't he shooting arrows again? If Liu Laosan gets close, how will he deal with it?" Lei Hu frowned deeply.

Qin Sanming sneered, "This kid has shot so many arrows in a row, each one fully drawn, he must be exhausted."

He's doomed this time. Although Liu Laosan's combat strength has not yet reached the level of a post-natal martial artist, all his skills have been honed through experience on the battlefield, and they are simple and practical.

Once he gets close, Lu Fengnian will surely die!

At this point, he turned to look at Cao Meng, a slight smile playing on his lips, "In your opinion, is Lu Fengnian still doing this on purpose?"

Cao Meng knew that his previous words had displeased Qin Sanming.

So he bowed his head and said nothing more.

Zhao Rulong spoke up, "This kid is getting more and more interesting."

At the same time, Liu Laosan, who was in the square, was also surprised.

He didn't know why Lu Fengnian had suddenly stopped, and his mind was full of doubts. However, his feet did not slow down or stop at all, and he continued to sprint towards Lu Fengnian.

Ten zhang, seven zhang, five zhang...

As Liu Laosan drew closer to Lu Fengnian, his heart pounded wildly.

It's true that archers fear close combat, but the closer the distance, the greater the threat as long as the archer can still fire arrows.

However, Liu Laosan's worries were unnecessary. When he was only three zhang away from Lu Fengnian, Lu Fengnian actually threw the quiver on his back.

This action is truly puzzling and unexpected.

Zhao Rulong and the others who were watching from one side of the square were all completely bewildered.

Liu Laosan was equally puzzled, but at the same time, he was overjoyed and a smile appeared on his face.

For an archer to drop his arrows is like a tiger pulling out its own claws.

Soon, Liu Laosan finally arrived in front of Lu Fengnian, a sinister smile appearing on his face. "Kid, you're asking for death, so I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his ghost-head knife and chopped it down on Lu Fengnian's head with the force of Mount Tai crashing down. The blow was powerful, heavy, fast, and ruthless.

"How could Lu Fengnian be so stupid? It's a waste of such excellent archery skills." Lei Hu sighed in despair.

"Arrogant and stupid! No matter how talented, it's all for naught!"

Qin Sanming's lips curled up in a smug smile.

But the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

Just as Liu Laosan brought his blade down, Lu Fengnian suddenly sidestepped, and the ghost-headed blade almost grazed his face as it slashed down.

At the same time, he darted to the side and quickly circled behind Liu Laosan.

Its speed was incredibly fast, and its body was as agile as a monkey.

The longbow in his hand swiftly hooked around Liu Laosan's neck.

The bent bow tightly hooked around Liu Laosan's throat.

Liu Laosan's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly turned around and swung his ghost-head knife, slashing at Lu Fengnian in the waist.

Before he could turn around completely, Lu Fengnian quickly drew back the bowstring.

The bowstring was instantly drawn taut, and the immense force transmitted through the bow almost pulled Liu Laosan down.

Liu Laosan exerted all his strength to steady himself.

The next moment, with a snap, Lu Fengnian released the bowstring.

The ox-tendon bowstring snapped back quickly, striking Liu Laosan's carotid artery with a snap.

Liu Laosan's brain blood supply was interrupted instantly. He stood there blankly for a moment, then lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Lu Fengnian came to Liu Laosan's side and picked up his ghost-head knife.

After about three breaths, Liu Laosan woke up, opened his eyes groggily, and saw that Lu Fengnian had the ghost-head knife held to his neck.

"Kid, you've already won, what else do you want to do?" Liu Laosan said urgently.

On one side of the square, Zhao Rulong, Lei Hu, Qin Sanming, and the others remained silent, each looking at Lu Fengnian and Liu Laosan with different expressions.

Lu Fengnian looked down at him and said, "As I just said, the laws of Daqing don't apply to you, but my bow does."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost-headed dagger swept across the scene.

Blood spurted out, and a fine head rolled away.

Then, with a clang, Lu Fengnian threw the blood-stained ghost head knife to the ground.

Then, he took a step and slowly walked towards Zhao Rulong and the others.

His eyes were fixed straight ahead, and his face was expressionless.

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Zhao Rulong clapped his hands, his face full of smiles, "Not bad, such outstanding archery skills, and in close combat, you are in no way inferior to others."

Decisive and ruthless, with exceptional mental fortitude, you're a natural-born warrior!

Lei Hu laughed heartily, "Lu Fengnian, I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"

Cao Meng didn't speak, but his eyes were filled with respect as he looked at Lu Fengnian.

Qin Sanming's face was ashen, but he didn't say a word.

Liu Laosan's squad was his elite troops, and now they had all died at Lu Fengnian's hands, which naturally pained him.

However, he set the rules, and Lu Fengnian's strength was evident to all, so he had nothing to say.

"Sir, may I now serve as a centurion?" Lu Fengnian asked in a low voice.

Zhao Rulong's smile remained unchanged. "With your abilities, you're more than qualified to be a centurion."

However, I'll tell you the truth.

Once you new recruits arrive at the front-line camp, you will be reorganized.

Even if I were to give you the rank of centurion now, once you get to the front lines, you would still just be an ordinary soldier.

To become a centurion, you have to earn it through military merit.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fengnian frowned deeply. "Why didn't the garrison commander mention this earlier?"

Zhao Rulong laughed heartily, "If I had told you earlier, how would I have known that you possessed such superb archery skills, and were even more formidable in close combat?"

At this point, he changed the subject, "Lu Fengnian, you just killed five of my fierce soldiers without even blinking."

I'm guessing this isn't your first time killing someone, is it?

Lu Fengnian remained unfazed. "Anyway, it's all about shooting arrows and wielding knives. In my view, killing people and hunting animals are no different."

If I don't kill them, they will kill me.

"What a convenient 'no difference' statement."

Zhao Rulong's smile remained unchanged. "Actually, I could give you a centurion position right now, let you join the recruits, and trick you into going to the front lines."

The reason I'm telling you the truth is because I value your talent and I don't want to lie to you.

At this point, he raised his voice, "Lu Fengnian, I can't satisfy you as a centurion, but I can give you a fine bow and horse and increase your monthly salary."

If you become one of my recruits in Liuzhou, I can offer you the most generous terms, if it is within my power.