On the sky screen, the picture slowly turned.
The young prince climbed up the stairs and let the water mirror beside him flow, never turning his attention.
Unknowingly, the black robe was stained with blood, making his whole body more evil.
The camera once again penetrated into a gently flowing water mirror, and the entire sky was immediately filled with overwhelming cheers! !
"Long live Wang Zizheng——!!"
The camera crossed the sea of excited people and arrived at the center of the competition stage! !
The tall and mighty masked warrior held a dagger and struck his shield with a heavy roar! !
The warrior was full of equipment and aura, making him look like the top armored infantry of the Qin Dynasty! !
The masked soldier raised his hands forward and said in a respectful tone, "Mr. Zheng, I have offended you."
The young prince wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his eyes were filled with blood, and he replied in a low voice, "It doesn't matter."
A powerful shout came from the sky, and the horn of Shen Zhong sounded! !
"Zizheng, the second round of martial arts school begins!!"
In front of the canopy.
Ying Zheng's face suddenly changed, and he pursed his lips in embarrassment! !
"...It was actually that fight!! What's there to take stock of?!!"
He didn't like to see it, but the other emperors were more enthusiastic than the other.
Especially various militants who are famous for their martial arts.
During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
Liu Che held his chin and smiled.
"Let's fight! I ask myself, although I am not as good as Qu Bing, I still have two brushes when picking up a gun!! I wonder if the handsome brother Zheng is still powerful when picking up a sword?"
Wei Qing smiled helplessly.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty the First Emperor is not an emperor known for his martial arts. Even if he is a little inferior in martial arts, it does not hinder his achievements that shocked the world. Why should he compare with generals like us!"
Liu Che snorted noncommittally.
During the Zhenguan period.
Li Shimin put his hands on his hips happily, held his head up triumphantly, and spoke in a very seductive tone.
"His Majesty the First Emperor, His Majesty the First Emperor, I am not bragging this time. Looking at the world with my skills, I must be ranked among the top three, not to mention number one!!"
"I think my name as Admiral Tiance is not for nothing!!"
Song Dynasty.
Zhao Kuangyin coughed twice and secretly squeezed his muscles, feeling a little relieved.
He couldn't say goodbye in his heart. Zhao Kuangyin had never been more afraid of anyone since he was a child than fighting! !
…
At the same time, on the sky screen.
In the spotlight of millions of people.
I saw the young man in black robe rising from the ground, like an ancient ferocious beast cub with ferocious instincts flowing in his blood, charging forward without using any skills! !
He was hit back again and again, and exploded again and again, as if he was tireless and in pain! !
He is gradually growing into a seasoned fighter at a terrifying speed! !
Face failure, analyze failure, and learn from failure! !
When he was in the Kingdom of Zhao, he did not have the opportunity to learn orthodox fighting skills, so he learned the primitive and bloody fighting through repeated oppression.
All failures are just for winning! !
The masked soldier who was originally just accompanying the princes in the martial arts school became more and more frightened. After being suppressed by countless attacks that hit his lifeblood, he also became bloody. He roared, and with the suppression of his body and weapons, he knocked the young man in front of him over. On the ground! !
The young prince spat out a mouthful of blood, and his lips turned pale.
The masked soldier and all the examinees were horrified, "Young Master!!"
The young man skillfully opened the masked soldier, turned over and jumped up. He once again assumed an offensive posture with sharp eyes and casually wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips.
"Come again!!"
The masked soldier's scalp was numb and he quickly assumed a defensive posture, as if facing a powerful enemy.
Even on the bloody battlefield, he had never felt such fear!
However, the young prince in front of him who is less than twelve years old can actually do this! !
It wasn't just him, across the sky, there were many people who suddenly lost their voices due to the scarlet evil spirit, and opened their mouths for a long time, unable to recover.
This is... the First Emperor Ying Zheng! !
That is the proud man of heaven who is far from clearly described in a few words in the history books! !
Countless people know that he stands proudly in the world, and countless people say that he is just a remnant of the sixth generation, and it is just his luck! !
But since he was born, he has been ups and downs in the sea of blood, but he still brushes off the ashes on his body inch by inch, and single-handedly walks a bloody road to the sky step by step! ! !
His excellence was never because of his father who abandoned his wife and children, nor because of his mother who never cared about his life or death, nor because of his grandfather and great-grandfather who were thousands of miles apart! !
It’s not that he came into being because of Great Qin, but that Great Qin came into being because of him! !
Six generations of people have worked hard and watched day and night, just to wait for such a leader who will dominate the world! !
On the canopy.
Meng Ao, who was waiting by the side, rushed forward and shouted, "Stop the school martial arts! Wang Zizheng withdraws from the scene to heal his injuries!!"
"I do not need!!"
The young man Ying Zheng glared at him angrily. The imperial doctor rushed over to check his injuries anxiously, but was beaten heavily.
He pursed his lips, bowed to the masked soldier, and walked away with a straight back and puffed sleeves. If it weren't for the blood on the corners of his lips, no one would have been able to tell that he had been traumatized just now.
Only Meng Ao looked at the stubborn young man's slightly vain steps and sighed helplessly.
In front of the canopy.
The kings of the six generations of the pre-Qin Dynasty stood up one after another and stared at the young man with billowing black robes across the sky, their hearts beating like thunder! !
Ying Zheng... Ying Zheng! !
How many years have I not seen such an outstanding child! ! It’s been so many years since I’ve seen the hope for the future so clearly! !
If their existence is all for this child to take over and ride on the wind to conquer the world, then everything will be worth it! ! !
Qin Xiaogong Ying Quliang smiled with his hands behind his hands, but couldn't help but sigh.
"...The seventh life is really far away from Gu, but it seems that Gu has to work harder."
King Qin Huiwen closed his eyes and sighed.
"I don't know how talented Lord Shang is. I wonder if there will be a chance to protect Lord Shang once the sky comes out..."
Shang Yang in prison looked at the sky and laughed like crazy! !
"Such a hero! Such a hero!! He is reading "The Book of Shang Jun"!! He is my Shang Yang's Shang!! Why not die!!"
From now on, my name, Shang Yang, will be remembered throughout the ages! ! The politics and laws of Shang Yang will be spread throughout the ages! ! !
King Wu of Qin Ying Dang's hand that was about to lift the cauldron paused slightly, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in admiration.
"This guy is good! He has a bit of my style, but I don't know if he can lift this huge cauldron in front of me!!"
King Qin Zhaoxiang Ying Su smiled and burst into tears, looking up to the sky and roaring.
"Good boy, good boy!! Both civil and military talents are superior. With such knowledge and courage, how lucky is the Qin country! What I have not done yet will be left to you!!"
Bai Qi looked at the young prince shining brightly on the sky, and suddenly felt a little lost.
Qin Xiaowen Wang Yingzhu touched his gray beard and smiled bitterly.
"...My child, I don't know how long I can sit on this throne alone. I can only try my best to save more wealth for you."
Qin Zhuangxiang King Ying Yiren was still scratching his head and thinking hard.
"...Where on earth did you hear this name before?!!"
