Chapter 867: , Zhaojia marksmanship


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867, Zhao Family Shooting
Field Marshal Zhao, who was concentrating on martial arts, received the merits, and he turned her face up, ruddy, "Qianxue girl, are you up?"
Gu Qianxue nodded and stepped forward, "Grandpa's marksmanship is really awesome! I originally thought that using a sword is handsome, but today I saw grandpa's marksmanship. I realized that the swordmanship is free and easy, and the elegant is not handsome. Only this You can attack a defensive gun to be handsome!"
Gu Qianxue's sugar-coated shells bombarded one by one, making Marshal Zhao so beautiful that he couldn't find North.
Field Marshal Zhao is not easy to be persuaded to swindle, but it is really resistant to this granddaughter who rarely meets.
After a while, Marshal Zhao sighed deeply. "What's the use of good marksmanship? It's almost lost!"
Gu Qianxue puzzled, "Lost biography? Grandpa, you haven't died yet. If you pass it before you die, won't you lose it?"
"..." Marshal Zhao.
"..." Chu Yan.
"..." The other servants.
The words are such a thing, the reason is the same, but it's really ugly.
If you change a person, Marshal Zhao is afraid to have a shot in the past, but how can you be willing to give your baby granddaughter? "This is the Zhao family gun, only the Zhao family!"
Gu Qianxue knew it, and suddenly remembered the Yang family's shooting technique of the Chinese Yang family.
"Zhao's family...Is there really no one other than you?" Qian Xue calmed down with the arrogant tone before he disappeared.
Marshal Zhao was heavy-faced, and slowly shook his head. "The Zhao family has been withered. With the repeated confrontation between Nanyue and Chu Yan, there are many battlefields. Now the Zhao family...maybe only your grandfather and your mother."
"..." Gu Qianxue's heart shook suddenly.
In the past, she despised three wives and four concubines for having many sons and grandchildren, but at this time she suddenly hoped that Zhao Situ was really a grandfather's illegitimate child. If so, grandfather would be considered a successor.
Because of this topic, this relaxed atmosphere brought a kind of sorrow.
Gu Qianxue said, "Grandpa, you forgot, in addition to you and your mother, there are Zhao family."
"Who?" Marshal Zhao was puzzled.
Qian Xue reached out his nose and said, "Hey, me! Although my surname is Gu, I have half of Zhao's blood on my body. When I look back, I have a son with Su Gongzi and choose the one most suitable for martial arts. how?"
How many people blushed with Gu Qianxue's words?
The little maids on the side all turned around in a hurry.
Marshal Zhao is anxious, "You little girl talk nonsense, don't talk and give birth to a son, it will make people laugh."
Qianxue raised her eyebrows, "Joke? Isn't it right? Isn't it a glorious thing to have a son in Nanyue Guo? After the son is counted, the son is joked. Do you want to have a boy or a girl?"
Chu Yan lowered his head and couldn't help but smile.
I don’t know if I was infected because of being together for a long time or something else. At the beginning of my life, Yan Yan lost his indifference. I didn’t find it interesting, but now I can still taste it and smile.
Marshal Zhao really wanted to slap him in the past, "You! You! You! Your girl, your son still has to be born, just don't speak out publicly! Hey... I don't blame you. teach you."
What to teach? Naturally it is a bashful thing to teach girls.
Gu Qianxue rolled his eyes. "Since everything has been done, I can't say it. It's really hypocritical. Do it, grandpa. Don't be angry. I won't do it if I don't say it?"
Field Marshal Zhao was relieved, "The words are correct, but how can Ling Xiaozi's sage-like character change his son's surname?"
"I said yes, Grandpa, don't worry about it." Gu Qianxue is still very sure about this. After all, Su Gongzi accepts it. The problem is... like Su Gongzi's body, can it be a matter of whether he can give birth to a son. .
Gu Qianxue sighed and mumbled, "Everyone thought I took advantage of the world, so I would have to stay alive in the future."
"What?" Marshal Zhao didn't understand.
Qianxue hurriedly shook his head, "I didn't say anything, didn't say!"
"..." Marshal Zhao.
"..." Chu Yan.
Gu Qianxue thought about it, "Grandpa, otherwise how would you pass me Zhao's marksmanship?"
Field Marshal Zhao looked up and down Gu Qianxue with his thin arms and legs. "Grandpa doesn't refuse to pass, but..."
Qian Xue opened his eyes wide and blinked twice, "What is it?"
Field Marshal Zhao Junjun couldn't help but say, "Pull out your grandfather's gun before you talk." Then, stab the spear downward into the soil.
Gu Qianxue raised his eyebrows and stepped forward.
Field Marshal Zhao took two steps back, giving Gu Qianxue his position, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."
"Good." Gu Qianxue rolled his eyes, really thought she was an unsophisticated young lady?
She touched the handle of the spear, which was made of iron, and it was estimated that the spear was about a hundred pounds.
Fighting immediately with a spear is the same as cutting a vegetable with a kitchen knife. Cutting the same thing, the lighter the blade, the more power it takes to cut vegetables; the heavier the blade, the less power it takes to cut vegetables. You can use a knife to cut the fruit, but if you use a knife to cut a shred of potatoes, you will be exhausted.
The spear is the same.
The sword wants to stab to have lethal power, and the spear is to dance, so there is the term "dancing the gun".
Gu Qianxue wanted to use his own strength to try the weight of the gun first, so he held the iron barrel with both hands and used 80% of his strength to pull it up.
Sure enough, the long spear that went deep into the soil stayed still.
Zhao Yuanshuai laughed heartily, "How can you not learn this marksmanship?"
Qianxue rolled his eyes, and then his feet parted, his knees sank slightly, swallowed Dantian, put that air pressure on Dantian for a moment, the gas almost burned, and then took the opportunity to adjust the air to his hands and cooperate with the breathing method , Pulling upwards with force, the spear was easily pulled out.
Field Marshal Zhao's smile came to an abrupt end, the people around were dumbfounded, but the first smoke on the side slightly raised his lips.
Marshal Zhao's accident didn't say it, but the people were terrified. Everyone whispered in their hearts. The energy of Qianxue County Master...it's not small.
Chu Yan knew that taking Qianxue County's internal force repair as an example, let alone pulling up the spear, it would be fine to dance the spear!
Compared with the internal forces of others, the internal force of Qianxue County Master is-stable! Its internal force is even more stable than martial arts masters who have been practicing for decades! If such a stable internal force finds a suitable method to practice martial arts, it will do more with less, and it will become a master in just a few years.
Field Marshal Zhao came forward in surprise, "Qianxue, do you have inner strength?" He naturally would not think that Gu Qianxue used brute force.
Qianxue nodded, "Yes, in the past, he practiced some internal force in order to heal people."
Field Marshal Zhao is like a gem of development, "You hold the gun with both hands, gather over your head, put it down, then lift it again, and repeat it once."
"..." Gu Qianxue was speechless, did Marshal Zhao treat the lance as a barbell? "How many times?"
Marshal Zhao secretly, clenched his teeth, "One hundred times!"
Chu Yan smiled slightly and said in her heart that it would be very difficult for her to lift a hundred times in a row. After all, people with strong internal strength in the world are often explosive, even those with great strength, and they don't have such a long endurance, but she believes that the county master can.
Gu Qianxue took a deep breath and calmed her mind, "Well, I will try my best." Formally use breathing.
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