typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 650 Exercise

The most outstanding thing about Zaha is his vision.

It's not too much to call it an eagle eye.

Although he has a disability in his legs, even if he goes to the battlefield, his soldier quality is still not up to the level of ordinary soldiers.

Moreover, when he shoots arrows, he must rely on the assistance of war horses.

The restrictions were extremely severe.

However, the emergence of rifled muskets solved all his problems, and the range was not only longer than that of bows and arrows.

There is no need to rely on the power of war horses.

Zhao Xiaole is not worried about Zaha's shooting skills. Sometimes he is worried that the range of the musket cannot match Zaha's eyesight.

After some initial resistance, Zaha gradually became familiar with the rifled musket and soon fell in love with it.

This thing really transformed his strength.

It also played to his best advantage.

Except for Zaha, Zhao Xiaole does not plan to bring more people with him.

To be honest, he is confident that his ability is considered to be top-notch among first-class masters.

If you can't even withstand Xuan Shui's attack.

Then, it doesn't make much sense to bring more experts.

He had to use other methods to kill Xuanshui. If he was competing with his opponent in terms of martial arts, it would be one's shortcomings to attack the other's strengths.

What is the difference between seeking death?

Before leaving, Ruhua gave her an address. After arriving in Chuzhou, she found a woman named Ruyue based on the address.

She is the contact person of the Holy Lady in Chuzhou. Where can I get news about the Holy Lady from her?

Kisaragi?

Just hearing the name, Zhao Xiaole couldn't help but have wild thoughts.

Ruhua smiled at him and said, "Don't worry, Ruyue is a great beauty, absolutely different from me."

Zhao Xiaole pursed his lips and thought to himself: "Do you still know that you are an old man? It seems that Emperor Jingyang has added a lot of vitality to you. You look much younger!"

I don't know why, but he always wants to tease Ruhua.

That night.

Zhao Xiaole then left.

He and the Imperial Guard left separately.

Chang Kun led the royal guards and rode all the way to Chuzhou on war horses. He kept thinking about the saint in his heart and was really anxious.

The speed of travel is also as fast as a sudden rain,

Zhao Xiaole took Zaha and left Shangjing in a hot air balloon, leaving from Xichang without disturbing anyone.

The only people seeing him off were Qin Sining and Angel.

This was Zhao Xiaole’s first time riding a hot air balloon.

In order to maintain his identity as King of Liang, he did not look around pretending to be curious, but used the excuse of watching the trend of the mountains to have a good time.

On the contrary, Zaha had already vomited while riding in a hot air balloon.

On the day of the blessing ceremony, he had been floating high in the sky above Beijing, rising and falling with the hot air balloon.

Then, he continued to kill Taoist priests who had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Xiaole looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze, sat back obediently, and began to close his eyes, adjust his breath, and practice the Yi Jin Jing.

He has been slacking off at this skill for a long time.

Moreover, as his strength became more and more refined, he also realized that a first-class master is the pinnacle of a warrior.

Even if you continue to practice the Yi Jin Jing, your skill will only advance at a snail's pace.

Even thirty years? Fifty years?

He doesn't think there can be any qualitative changes.

If so, has the Yi Jin Jing reached a bottleneck? Or is it my own strength or talent that has reached a bottleneck?

Could it be said that the founder of the Yi Jin Jing, Patriarch Bodhi, is also in his current state?

You must know that in the legend, the patriarch is not only the founder of martial arts, but also has the unique skill of crossing the river with a reed.

If it comes to crossing the river with a reed, Zhao Xiaole doesn't think he can do it.

Even Xuanshui is far from that level.

Although they had only fought for a few times, Zhao Xiaole was certain that Xuan Shui was still far from that level.

And that's nothing more than a legend.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Xiaole opened his eyes.

It's very quiet inside the hot air balloon.

Apart from Zaha who was sitting aside wiping his musket, there were two Xichang men who were steering the hot air balloon forward.

Zhao Xiaole has a distinguished status. If he doesn't speak, no one will talk nonsense.

Zhao Xiaole looked at Zaha and said: "Zaha, aim your musket at me and try to see if I can hide away?"

Zaha was stunned, and the other two Xichang fans were also stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

No one knows why this Liang Wang is crazy?

Can't you let the hot air balloon fly well at night?

What are you doing?

Zhao Xiaole quickly understood that others had misunderstood him.

Then he explained: "Xuan Shui dodged a few of your shots that day. I plan to try it out. What is his secret?"

"You just have to make the motions of drawing a gun, you don't have to actually shoot."

After everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Zaha nodded and said: "Okay, the villain just doesn't have marbles."

If you don’t install marbles, you won’t accidentally shoot the hot air balloon, and you won’t accidentally kill Zhao Xiaole.

He took out a blunderbuss, which is a short-handled musket.

A little longer than his forearm.

The rifling was also pulled out by the craftsmen of the West Factory, and a total of two were forged for him to facilitate his use in close combat.

Zaha loaded one of the guns with gunpowder and pointed the gun at Zhao Xiaole.

Two Xichang fans also looked over curiously.

Zhao Xiaole slowly closed his eyes and began to feel if he could detect any clues. After a long time, he didn't feel anything was wrong.

So, let Zaha take the shot.

Peng!

The gun exploded and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air, but Zhao Xiaole didn't feel anything special.

If Zaha had loaded the bullet, he would be dead.

Zhao Xiaole decided to try it again. He asked Zaha to just shoot and not tell him when to shoot.

Since you can't find it once, it's better to come several times.

Zaha had nothing to do anyway, so he loaded up both fire systems and started shooting at Zhao Xiaole.

Peng!

Peng!



The sound of the fire commander continued to sound, and the smell of gunpowder smoke inside the hot air balloon also made the two Xichang fans cough from time to time.

It lasted most of the night.

No matter how hard Zhao Xiaole concentrated, he never found out when Zaha would shoot.

I still don’t understand how Xuanshui avoided Zaha’s shooting?

By the time it was almost dawn, all the gunpowder that Zaha had brought had been used up, and Zhao Xiaole didn't even say stop.

Zaha glanced at the miserable Xichang Fanzi and signaled: This is the last shot.

The two Xichang guys nodded and signaled him to quickly end this difficult aerial shooting.

Zaha stopped talking nonsense and glanced at Zhao Xiaole, who was tired and sweating. He pointed the gun at his head again, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Peng!

The musket fired without warning, and Zaha pulled the trigger as he had fired countless times before.

But this time, the result after shooting was different from before.

After the musket was fired, Zaha and the others felt their eyes blurred, and afterimages appeared around Zhao Xiaole's body.

If not, the afterimage disappeared immediately, and the three of them thought something happened to the hot air balloon.

Afterwards, the three of them looked at each other in shock.

At the same time, a possibility came to mind. Could it be that... Zhao Xiaole dodged the shot just now?


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next