"This is the outdoor training area." The instructor said to Meixiu.


    Meixiu looked around, and she could see disciples practicing things other than archery there, but they were very far in the distance so they don’t disturb each other.


    She then looked at the disciples practicing archery, and they were running around doingplicated maneuvers while shooting their bow at the same time.


    "If you thought archery was as simple as standing still and shooting your targets, you are gravely mistaken." The instructor suddenly said, and she continued, "As an archer, you must not only be precise but also nimble so that you don’t get caught in the enemies’ attacks."


    "Watch this."


    The instructor then called out to one of the disciples practicing and said, "Disciple Jing! We’re going to do a quick practice!"


    "Yes, instructor!"


    The instructor then approached the disciple and stood a few meters away from her, who still had a bow in her hands.


    "Whenever you’re ready." The instructor said to her.


    The disciple then took on an offensive pose and stared at the instructor with an intensive gaze.


    The next second, the instructor leaped forward and attacked the disciple, but the disciple quickly reacted.


    The instructor continued to attack the disciple relentlessly, but the disciple kept on dodging the attacks, and she would even sometimes use her bow to shoot an arrow at the target in the distance!


    The disciple was dodging and attacking at the same time!


    Their disy left a deep impression on Meixiu, who was immediately in awe.


    A few minutester, the instructor stopped attacking the disciple and said to her, "Good job."


    "Thank you, instructor." The disciple bowed to her.


    The instructor then returned to Meixiu’s side and said to her, "Did you see that? That’s what archery looks like once you’re proficient enough."


    "Those who say archers are useless once their opponents close in on them are all worth less than shit. As that disciple had just demonstrated, one can defend themself and attack simultaneously if they’re skilled enough."


    "However, to do that kind of thing requires intensive training and good movement. Your body must react instantaneously, and your body must keep up with your body’s reaction, or you will only stumble and fall."


    "If you intend on learning archery seriously,e here every day and I will drill everything I know into you. I don’t care if you’re yer Yuan’s caretaker. Even if you’re yer Yuan himself, I will not go easy on you." The instructor said to her.


    Meixiu nodded.


    Although the instructor couldn’t see it due to the mask, there was a serious and passionate expression on her face.


    Fortunately for her, she’d already learned a movement technique inside Cultivation Online. If she could learn this technique in the real world just like Yuan did with his movement technique, perhaps she could integrate it with her archery skills.


    Meanwhile, inside the building on the first floor, Yuan was covered in sweat from head to toe as he swung the wooden sword in his arms thousands of times without stopping.


    A couple of hours have passed since Meixiu left him, but he was too focused to realize this.


    Suddenly, Yuan stopped swinging his sword when he felt a presence approach him.


    He quickly used divine sense to see if it was Meixiu who had returned, but he quickly realized that it was someone else— someone he didn’t recognize, yet he had this feeling that he has met this individual before.


    It was a handsome young man with a somewhat heroic aura around him.


    "Hello, yer Yuan. I apologize if I’d interrupted your training, but I cannot resist my urges, so I came here to see if you wanted to have a friendly exchange. Ah, where are my manners? My surname is Wang— Wang Ming."


    The handsome young man who looked to be around the same age as Yuan introduced himself.


    "Don’t call me yer Yuan. It feels weird, especially since we are not in Cultivation Online." Yuan said to him, and he continued, "You can just call me Yuan."


    "I understand, Yuan. Then what about my proposal?" Wang Ming asked again.


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    "You want a fight?" Yuan said in a calm voice.


    "No, not a fight. Just a friendly exchange between two sword users. I have been watching you for a while now, silently admire your sharp sword strikes, and I began wondering what it’ll feel like to be in front of it— receiving such a powerful strike." Wang Ming exined his motives.


    "..."


    After a moment of silence, Yuan said, "Sure. Let’s do it."


    Now that he was used to feeling the sword in his grasp again, he wanted to do something more intensive, and this exchange will satisfy such desires perfectly.


    "We can find an empty area and do our exchange there. Since this is just a friendly exchange, we don’t need to use the arena. Of course, if you want to do that, we can go there." Wang Ming said to him.


    "It’s fine, we can do it here."


    Wang Ming nodded, and then he asked, "Do you need some time to rest? After all, you have been practicing quite intensively for a long time now."


    "I’m perfectly fine," Yuan said, taking Wang Ming by surprise.


    How can someone feel ’perfectly fine’ after swinging such a heavy sword for many hours with barely any rest? Aren’t his arms sore? Or was his body made of metal, so he cannot experience such feelings?


    A few momentster, Yuan and Wang Ming found an empty spot in the gymnasium and decided to use that spot for their spar.


    The disciples inside the gymnasium quickly noticed what they were doing and their blood immediately pumped with excitement.


    "Everybody, look over there! Wang Ming, our number one sword genius, is going to fight yer Yuan!"


    "What?!"


    The disciples quickly gathered and surrounded Yuan and Wang Ming, but they made sure to not get so close that it would disturb their fight. Not only did they not want to disturb such an exciting fight but they also didn’t want to get hit by either Yuan or Wang Ming.