my grandfather was qin shi huang

Following Zhao Ying, Xiong and Xiong looked at each other calmly, both showing expressions that were indeed the case. Sure enough, the so-called practice of riding and shooting is just a teenager's mentality. It is estimated that this enthusiasm will fade away as quickly as it comes.

I've seen this happen so often that it's not surprising.

Following Zhao Ying, he walked to the small martial arts field. After standing still, he looked at the stone locks that were thrown around on the ground, especially the weapon racks that had fallen into dust. The two people couldn't help but look at each other and shook their heads in a subtle way. shook his head.

Sure enough, the so-called practice of riding and shooting skills was just a whim.

But who makes someone the grandson of the emperor?

Say nothing.

Work!

Let’s clear out the martial arts arena first.

The two of them rolled up their sleeves and went to clean up the stone locks on the martial arts ground. Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He had to change his habit of throwing things around in the future.

this is not good.

Thinking in his mind, he casually grabbed a 150-pound stone lock beside him, shook his hands and threw it to the edge of the martial arts field.

"Bam—"

A huge noise ten meters away scared Xiong and Jing so much that the stone lock in their hands almost fell off and hit their toes.

"Be careful, son!"

brush--

The two people jumped to Zhao Ying's side almost instantly.

Zhao Ying was startled by their reaction, and immediately understood what was going on. He couldn't help but smile and shook the stone lock in his hand.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's okay——"

As he spoke, he shook his hand, and another 150-pound stone lock flew out as if it was a joke.

The two people immediately looked at Zhao Ying with horrifying eyes.

"Young master is really powerful!"

Can't help but exclaim.

I already understand in my heart why Hei Bingtai specially transferred the two of them here. This young master is really talented and has amazing physical strength. He is a good young man who can practice martial arts.

Such a person, as long as nothing unexpected happens, will definitely not be a great warrior in the future.

"Okay, you guys need to tidy up first and get familiar with the environment. I'll warm up myself first, and then I'll ask you two for advice later..."

Zhao Ying didn't pay attention to their admiration. As he spoke, he took off his cloak, hung it on a shelf nearby, and started his daily training.

Sit-ups.

push ups.

horizontal bar.

3000m rapid obstacle race!

When looking at the first three items, Xiong Hejing was just a little confused. When they saw Zhao Ying's figure running rapidly in the back garden, causing the fallen leaves to fly, the two of them were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Oh my god!

What on earth did I see!

Is this still the speed that humans can have?

At this time, Zhao Ying's speed has officially exceeded the 7-minute mark. When running, saying he is faster than a galloping horse is not enough to describe his current speed.

fast!

too fast!

If they had only put away the relaxation in their hearts just now, Zhao Ying's performance at this moment completely shattered the little pride they had in their hearts.

The look he looked at Zhao Ying already contained a hint of admiration, even fanaticism.

When I think of the image of such a peerless general being taught by me, I want to rush over immediately and teach him all the skills I have mastered without reservation.

Zhao Ying had no intention of showing off.

There is no intention to shock.

No need.

He was just following his own routine, working hard and tempering his body meticulously. You must squeeze your limits to become stronger faster.

There is no way, his physical fitness has reached the point where he is now, and ordinary training and warm-up have almost no effect.

After the 3000 meters, under Xiong He's shocked eyes, he picked up two fifty-pound stone locks and danced wildly. But today he waved for a while, and he couldn't help but frown.

lighter!

This stone lock is no longer handy. If you want it to have sufficient training effect, you must find a heavier tool.

The strength increased too quickly.

Zhao Ying frowned, struggled with his arms, and two stone locks came out.

bang——

With a loud noise, he threw two stone locks weighing fifty kilograms into the corner 20 meters away!

It's completely useless. Why don't you just throw it away and let it take up space here?

Bear:! ! ! ! ! !

Surprise: OOOOOO

After throwing away fifty kilograms, he could only make do with a hundred kilograms of stone locks. However, dancing with a hundred kilograms of stone locks was obviously a bit difficult. He could only return to the posture of carrying water, holding the two stone locks sideways and once again Running all over the place.

At this time, Xiong and Jing were completely numb.

It wasn't until Zhao Ying dropped the two stone locks and stood in front of them that they came to their senses in a daze.

"Young Master, what do you want to learn first..."

There was a hint of humility and awe in his tone unconsciously.

However, they had just realized that the young master they were following was really just a piece of rough jade that had not yet been carved. Although his brute force was amazing, he had almost no power-generating skills.

"Anything is fine - how about learning archery first?"

According to the memory of his predecessor, the First Emperor would summon the nobles of Xianyang every September to hold several grand autumn hunts in Shanglin Garden to have fun with the people.

At that time, as the best grandson of the First Emperor, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he couldn't even shoot an arrow?

Well, mainly because I’m afraid of losing my father’s face!

"The postures of archery are eclectic, with the ultimate goal of accurately hitting the target. But when you are new to practicing, it is best to start practicing with the two common postures of high and low. Come on, after holding the bow in this way, you should try to make it as easy as possible. My own eyes, the arrowhead and the bullseye form a line..."

Although Jing looked smiling, he was very serious and meticulous when it came to his professional field. He even took it upon himself to patiently correct Zhao Ying's stance from his feet, the degree of body tilt, and even how to hold a few fingers. How much distance should be maintained in every detail?

This made Zhao Ying extremely satisfied.

What I need is this kind of truly professional talent who can teach from scratch!

If you were to become a famous teacher or a famous general, you might not be able to have this kind of patience.

The first emperor found the right person for himself.

He is professional and pragmatic, and he also knows what problems and mistakes are likely to occur for novices.

"Both hands must be steady. When drawing the bow, pay attention to the arm holding the bow, aiming straight at the bull's eye, and the hand drawing the bow pulling back while maintaining stability - focus, let your eyes, The arrowhead and the bull's-eye should always be kept in line, and your arms must be steady and don't swing..."

Before he finished speaking, he was so shocked that he could no longer speak.

Is there any sign of swaying in young master Ying's arms?

The longbow has been fully drawn for a long time, and it is still as stable as a rock!

I couldn't help but marvel in my heart, this young master was definitely a natural-born archer.

At this moment, Xiong He Jing was amazed. However, at this moment, Zhao Ying was a little more excited than the two of them.

Because, just when he followed Jing's instructions and focused all his attention on the bull's-eye, he suddenly discovered that the bull's-eye seemed to be suddenly magnified in his eyes, becoming extremely clear!