"Remember, Feng Xuan," Shivarjuna called out, his voice steady, "the first step, Single Arrow Mastery, is about perfection. Not speed, not power—just absolute precision. One arrow, one target. Begin."
Feng Xuan nodded, taking a deep breath. He knocked an arrow and drew the string back smoothly, feeling the familiar tension of the bow. His eyes locked onto the first target, a simple bullseye twenty meters away. The moment he released the arrow, it flew straight and true, striking the center with a sharp thud.
"Good," Shivarjuna said, his tone neutral. "Now again. This time, focus on consistency. Ten arrows, ten bullseyes."
Feng Xuan steadied his breathing and repeated the process, each shot as deliberate as the last. By the tenth arrow, the center of the target was riddled with a tight cluster of marks.
"Well done," Shivarjuna said, his voice carrying a hint of approval. "You've achieved the first step. But remember, mastery of the basics is your foundation. Never let it falter."
Feng Xuan lowered his bow, sweat beading on his brow. "Understood, Master. What's next?"
"The second step," Shivarjuna continued, "Rapid Sequence. Here, you must learn to release multiple arrows in quick succession without sacrificing precision. Speed and rhythm are your focus now."
Feng Xuan turned to the second set of targets—three in a row, spaced evenly apart. He knocked his first arrow, then another, and another, each release faster than the one before. The arrows struck their marks, but only two landed in the bullseyes.
"Too fast," Shivarjuna remarked, his voice calm but firm. "Speed is useless if it sacrifices accuracy. Find the balance. Begin again."
Feng Xuan nodded, his determination unwavering. He slowed his movements slightly, focusing on the rhythm of his breathing and the fluidity of his actions. This time, all three arrows found their marks.
"Better," Shivarjuna said. "Now, increase the speed while maintaining control. This step is not just about hitting the target but about building muscle memory and trust in your instincts."
Feng Xuan repeated the exercise until the movements became second nature, his arrows flying faster and faster without losing accuracy.
"Good," Shivarjuna said finally. "You're ready for the third step: Wave Release."
Feng Xuan turned to face a new set of targets—ten arranged in a staggered pattern. His heart raced with anticipation.
"In the Wave Release stage, you must hit every target in a single, continuous flow. Imagine your arrows as an unbroken wave, each one an extension of your will. Begin."
Feng Xuan inhaled deeply, centering himself. He visualized the path of each arrow, the sequence of movements unfolding in his mind. As he released the first arrow, his body moved instinctively, drawing and releasing in a fluid motion. The targets fell one by one, each struck cleanly in the bullseye.
By the time he released the final arrow, his arms ached, but his spirit soared.
"Well done," Shivarjuna said, a rare smile gracing his face. "You've completed the first three steps. These are the foundation of the One-to-Ten Thousand Arrow Technique. Master them, and the next stages will become achievable."
Feng Xuan lowered his bow, his chest heaving with exertion but his eyes shining with determination. "Thank you, Master. I'll keep practicing until these steps become a part of me."
Shivarjuna nodded, his expression serious once more. "Good. Remember, Feng Xuan, each step is a journey, not a destination. Now rest, you need to practice it and further improve it. I will seal instructions for each stage to your mind. Once you complete one stage you will get instructions for the next stage. Once I wake up I will check your progress and then will teach you Astra. Also, I will leave some yogic energy in your body so even title douluo cannot bind you with pressure and you can use space jump to get to safety. And also explore your second spirit which will be a great help to you."
"Master." Feng Xuan nodded with a crying face.
"Xuan, you are my pride so with this accident you know your drawback so I will not guide you to that but you need to improve your skill as well as your timid Character." Said Shivarjuna.
"Feng Xuan has everything talent and comprehension as well as hardworking but due to him without backing he always acts timid and doesn't fight even if necessary. So for this incident, I think I should thank Tang Hao. Now that he has the goal to overcome Houtian Douluo I think he has aimed to get stronger. Now then after three years of seeing his progress, I can also teach my whole knowledge with that I can leave without worry." Thought Shivarjuna.
Yes, He didn't tell Feng Xuan that after this Yog Nidra, he needed to leave.
"Yes, master. I will practice hard and become the best warrior." Said Feng Xuan respectfully.
Shivarjuna nodded and got into Feng Xuan's body to enter Yog Nindra.
Feng Xuan felt the presence of his master becoming thin and thin after entering Yog Nindra it erased. Just as he was about to leave he saw Tang Hao coming in his direction.
Feng Xuan wiped his crying eyes stood up and directly summoned his soul spirit Vijaya and Sun God Armor he pulled up the sting of Vijaya and said,
"I Feng Xuan have no grievances against you Tang Hao and your son still due to your selfishness I needed the protection of my master so now I will Vow to destroy you and your son for which you use unethical moves."
Saying this Feng Xuan pulls a bowstring and the whole sky of star dou forest roars like thunder.
Seeing Feng Xuan making a vow Tang Hao trembles and he feels that he has now made an enemy that has the potential to trample Houtian Sect.
"This can't be done even if I killed I needed to kill this boy otherwise I can never sleep without worry." Thinning this Tang Hao summoned his hammer directly and used his ninth spirit ring to kill Feng Xuan in one blow to avoid being restricted by the Curse of Shivarjuna.