He achieved the pinnacle of martial arts starting with breaking through the limits of Tiger Fist.

Another night, the moon rises over the western tower.

The bow I borrowed from my senior sister hasn't been tested yet, and now that no one is around, it's the perfect time to experiment.

Senior Sister Long said that this bow has a weight of five stones, which makes one's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

This life is similar to Jiang Lin's previous life in ancient times, and the units of measurement are also quite similar.

One stone is approximately equal to sixty catties, so this bow would weigh three hundred catties.

Jiang Lin didn't know what this meant, but he would soon find out.

For his first test shot, he chose ordinary arrows that he had bought himself. Since he was shooting at wood, it would be a real shame if his senior sister's arrows were damaged.

Forty paces away, Jiang Lin drew his bow and nocked an arrow, his feet one in front of the other, his body sinking like a boulder.

He nocked the arrow with three fingers of his right hand, and with a forceful pull, the iron bow was drawn as taut as a full moon, his spine and the arrow shaft forming a straight line, the force of drawing the bow like a raging thunderbolt.

"collapse."

With a "whoosh,"

The bowstring twanged like thunder.

The arrow left the bowstring, transforming into an invisible shadow, and struck the target with a bang. The wooden stake, as big as a bowl, exploded in all directions with a loud bang.

"Bang"

Lin Zheng was practicing his stance when a sudden explosion startled him so much that his hair stood on end, and he stumbled far ahead in one step.

Jiang Lin's mouth gaped open; this was too exaggerated.

He stepped forward and saw that half of the wooden stake was missing, the broken ends jagged, and the entire arrow shaft had been torn into flakes by the immense force, flying everywhere.

Is his basic archery skill this formidable?

No, this is a combination of equipment, physical strength, and archery skills.

Of course, with such great power comes great flaws.

This bow is too heavy, requiring a force of three hundred pounds; Jiang Lin must exert all his strength.

Judging from this momentum, he could only fire five arrows at most before exhausting himself.

Drawing a bow and shooting an arrow is not about explosive force, but a process of continuous exertion. Just like how everyone has the strength to draw 100 pounds, but not everyone can draw a 100-pound bow.

Drawing the bow requires only a moment of brute force, but holding it steady requires incredibly strong muscles and bones. Jiang Lin's ability to use this bow relies more on his perfect archery skills.

……

Over the next few days, while familiarizing himself with the Leopard Tendon Black Iron Bow, Jiang Lin also kept up with his progress on the Tiger Soul Stance.

By the time he took a break, his progress in stance training was almost halfway complete.

Jiang Lin

[Breakthrough Point] 0 (36%)

[Martial Arts] Tiger Soul Stance (Proficiency 390/800)

The stance training progressed rapidly, but the only drawback was that the number of breakthrough points increased by the "Blood Nourishing Pill" decreased, directly reduced by half, and the reason was unknown.

It took Jiang Lin a month to finally get through to the gate.

It has been 24 days since I started trying to break through the barrier, which means that it will take me less than two months to try to break through the barrier a second time.

"How long did it take Senior Sister Long to pass the three trials again?"

Jiang Lin recalled what Senior Brother Zhou had said: less than five months, which meant more than four months.

It seems that my progress is not slower than hers.

Yes, for others, breaking through a bottleneck requires perseverance, accumulation, and even a bit of luck. Otherwise, how could some people be unable to break through a certain level in their entire lives?

But if you knock on the door yourself, then you are truly knocking; you reach out and knock, and the door opens on its own.

Jiang Lin's preparations certainly involved more than just a bow; there was much more to be done.

First, there's the harpoon. Underwater swords are not as effective as harpoons; this is a matter of design. For killing, swords are naturally better.

Another issue is fishing nets. Jiang Lin had already tried using ordinary fishing nets before, and they were torn to shreds in a single encounter.

Near the wharf in Changning County, there is not only a fish market, but also a commercial area, where fishing tackle shops are the most common businesses.

The two brothers strolled around the market and, without hesitation, went into the Long family's shop.

Jiang Lin's personality is just like that. In his previous life, he had a friend who opened a convenience store outside his neighborhood. Every day, he would rather walk hundreds of meters extra to buy things from his store, even though he could buy them right in his neighborhood.

That's just his personality, full of a strong sense of chivalry. We're good friends, even when I'm eating shit, I'll be thinking of you.

Two fine iron harpoons and a wire net cost Jiang Lin more than twenty taels of silver, with the net alone costing twenty taels.

When the rented boat was launched, Lin Zheng didn't even know what he was going to do!

Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh, this sixth brother was truly honest when he was being honest.

After rushing all the way, Lin Zheng arrived at the edge of the Great Swamp's misty area, only to realize something was wrong: this Great Swamp was not a place one could just enter at will.

"Are we going in?"

Lin Zheng was a little flustered. He grew up by this great lake, and even though he wasn't a fisherman, he knew very well how terrifying the fog was.

From what I've heard since I was a child, it's always the same story: either someone from this family died inside, or someone from another family wandered in by mistake and never came back.

Only seasoned fishermen who can discern the water flow dare to venture deep into the fog.

He looked Jiang Lin up and down several times. He didn't look like an old fisherman at all; he was at most a young fisherman.

Jiang Lin ignored him and suddenly rowed the boat, which plunged into the depths of the marsh.

After rowing for half an hour, Jiang Lin brought the boat to a stop.

"arrive?"

"Shhh."

Jiang Lin raised his index finger to his lips, signaling Lao Liu to be quiet.

He dipped his left hand into the water, gripped the fishing net tightly with his right, and looked completely absorbed.

Although Lin Zheng didn't understand, he expressed his respect.

This stillness lasted for a quarter of an hour; Jiang Lin remained motionless, and Lin Zheng dared not move either.

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the mist to swirl and disperse, and Jiang Lin suddenly moved.

This wire mesh is quite heavy, but Jiang Lin is no longer what he used to be.

He twisted his body and waist, his arm muscles clenched, and with a burst of force, the large net was thrown out.

With a "whoosh" sound.

Due to the nature of its material, wire mesh sinks extremely quickly.

When the time was right, Jiang Lin stood up and quickly pulled the fishing net.

With a series of "splatter" sounds, a net full of fish was pulled out of the water.

Lin Zheng on the boat was dumbfounded.

This skill is unmatched even by seasoned fishermen; it's practically a mastery of the craft.

When Lin Zheng pulled the fish onto the boat, he was even more stunned. There were seven or eight "iron-backed blackfish" in one brood.

He carefully looked through the books that Senior Sister Lin brought and immediately recognized the types of fish.

The book describes this "Ironback Blackfish" as a half-treasure fish. Although it is just a common half-treasure fish, it is so numerous that it cannot be ignored.

This net caught seven or eight fish, each weighing over five or six jin. Even at five hundred wen per jin, this net would be worth twenty taels of silver.

Having this skill is better than robbing and plundering.

Lin Zheng was even more grateful to Jiang Lin, who, despite having such skills, still accompanied him to kill someone.

To comfort himself, he even found an excuse to rob people. If he has this skill, why would he need to rob people?

This vast Yunmeng Marshland, where is not wealth?

Jiang Lin was unaware of Lao Liu's thoughts; he could only marvel at his good fortune that day.

In the past, we never had such good luck, catching twenty taels of silver with just one net.

He suspected that it was the sixth brother who brought him good fortune, because his own hands couldn't possibly be so lucky. After all, he had finally managed to catch a treasure fish last time, and his senior sister had even mocked him for it.

After cleaning the fish, Jiang Lin cast his net a few more times and caught several more other types of half-treasure fish, which made him even more convinced of Lao Liu's luck.

Seeing that he had caught enough fish, Jiang Lin stopped casting his net and headed straight for the deserted island from last time.