At this moment, everyone opened their mouths wide, and some people were opening and closing their mouths, but no sound came out.
Looking at his Master Zhao again, he found that he was breathing heavily and his chest was heaving violently.
Obviously, there is no possibility of multiple ventilations to complete this series of movements. This is a strength training with a huge load.
Under the ultimate burst of power, it must be completed in one breath, otherwise once the energy is exhausted, this set of movements will not be completed at all.
only.....
Gudong!
Some people swallowed their saliva, while others rubbed their eyes.
Some of those who reacted quickly got on their horses and galloped towards the cow.
Take another look, isn't this Mr. Zhao?
Seeing this, everyone hurriedly mounted their horses and followed closely behind.
When they came to the cow carcass, they found that the entire head of this nearly 1,000-kilogram beast had been penetrated. It was completely killed with one blow, and there was no sign of any struggle during the period.
Seeing this, the sound of swallowing became more frequent, for an adult cow of this weight.
Not to mention killing with one arrow, normal slaughtering is also very difficult to subdue the opponent and complete the slaughter in one breath.
It's not like I haven't seen arrows being shot at cattle before, most of them are. As long as the cattle's limbs are not hit, it is impossible to kill the cattle with one arrow.
Often after being shot, the cow is so stimulated that it starts running wildly, or the arrow hits a vital point, and then the cow bleeds to death while running fast.
But this kind of killing with one arrow is not uncommon in humans, but it is rare in cattle.
What's more, the arrow was shot at the cow's head, where the bone was extremely hard, and it just passed through.
"Zhao...Master Zhao...are you sure you are not a Condor Shooter?" Baoshan's eyes almost popped out of his head.
He is also an expert in archery, but he has self-awareness, which is far inferior to that of a vulture shooter. He can only be considered a good archer.
You can play with a 100-pound bow casually, and you can also try a 130-pound bow, but the accuracy will definitely decrease.
Because of this, he knew very well the gold content of Zhao Ming's arrow.
Just being able to fully draw such a strong bow is extremely remarkable, such a comparison.
Wang Beibei, who was previously known as the master of archery in Maoming Anbu and was known as the Condor Shooter, now seems to be unfit to even carry Mr. Zhao's shoes.
If I remember correctly, Wang Beibei can draw a strong bow of 180 pounds at his limit. If he still wants to maintain accuracy, he probably needs 150 pounds.
Not only Baoshan was shocked, but people like Lao Suntou, Zhang He and other grassland experts were also shocked and almost went crazy.
They know that there are some capable people in this world, but they have never seen anyone who is so good at everything.
Mr. Zhao seems to be in his early twenties, right?
Not only is he good at marksmanship and archery, he is also good at swordsmanship and equestrian skills, and he also has a good mind.
Perhaps it was because of Haidongqing's previous base preparation. After calming down, everyone found that their ability to accept things suddenly improved a lot.
Ignoring everyone's shock, Zhao Ming was inexplicably shocked at the moment.
"If I remember correctly, I was able to reach the 180-pound level after practicing hard for half a month. I haven't practiced archery for a long time recently. How could this happen?
This is not right! "
Zhao Ming rubbed his chin, his face full of confusion.
But in the eyes of others, Mr. Zhao seems to be too humble and not satisfied?
"Could it be after the last night attack..."
Suddenly, Zhao Ming remembered the last night attack.
After the last night attack, while others were cleaning the battlefield, he never stopped touching the corpses.
There were hundreds and nearly a thousand corpses that were touched one after another, but because these were professional Outer Mongolian soldiers, they had many of the same skills.
For example, archery, equestrian skills, sword skills, marksmanship, etc.
"So this is a qualitative change caused by a quantitative change? If so, then my initial speculation on Goldfinger's ability was biased.
It’s not that there is no benefit to the body at all, but it’s that you need to achieve perfection in a certain skill and then continue to pile up without results, and then you will be forced to push the body to complete the transformation! "
Thinking of this possibility, although there are not many examples and it cannot be confirmed yet, Zhao Ming vaguely feels that this guess is correct.
After all, this way things make sense.
Generally speaking, no matter how good a person's physical talent is, the growth rate of muscles and the increase of strength will never be achieved overnight.
It is even less likely that substantial changes will occur in less than half a month.
Otherwise, in the future, there will be no situation where major changes will occur in fitness after five or six years.
The same goes for practicing martial arts. Many people start practicing at a young age. If you want to be good at martial arts, it is calculated in years.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ming took a few deep breaths. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that his lung capacity was also changing.
If I remember correctly, when I was dawdling in Guanzhong, my lung capacity and running endurance were barely better than those of ordinary people.
Of course, that refers to some ordinary people who are malnourished. In fact, they are far inferior to some well-nourished adults.
This is normal. Affected by the famine at that time, his physical fitness suffered a serious decline.
But now, after two or three months in the grassland, Zhao Ming found that his lung capacity had increased dramatically.
Maybe it was because he was improving slowly, and Zhao Ming didn't think about it carefully before, but now there is a precedent for his arm strength to suddenly increase sharply.
Only then did Zhao Ming realize that his endurance seemed to be far beyond that of ordinary people.
Horseback riding also requires a lot of lung capacity, especially in places like Inner Mongolia.
Although Inner Mongolia is different from the extreme plateau zone in Tibet, the average altitude is only about 1,500 meters.
But in fact, many places are only about 900-1,000 meters away. For those who are new to the Central Plains and the South, there will be no high altitude under normal circumstances.
But if you are riding a horse or running for a long distance, you will experience slight hypertensive reactions, and the hypoxia will become more and more serious as time goes by.
After all, horse riding also has a certain impact on lung capacity. If you have poor physical strength and poor aerobic level, if you ride a horse for the first time, if you ride a little faster, you will be out of breath if it takes a long time.
What's more, it's still on a plateau, and the average altitude here in Inner Mongolia is 1,500 meters, but occasionally there are very high altitudes.
For example, in the Chabei area, the lowest altitude is 1,000 meters and the highest is 1,900 meters.
At about 1,200 meters, southerners will already experience high altitude sickness.
When Zhao Ming first arrived, he felt out of breath when riding through some places.
At that time, I thought it was because my physical fitness was relatively weak and I had not been able to replenish it due to famine.
Now that I think about it, it is undoubtedly high resistance, but after the corpses were touched one after another, the high resistance disappeared sharply, and after the next few battles.
Not only was there no such high reaction at all, even the herdsmen were covered in sweat after running for a long distance on horseback, but they themselves were just a little short of breath.
