The years pass by so quickly, and the stars and frost change in a blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, two years passed quietly, and now it is the thirteenth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang's reign.
Two years is neither short nor long, but it is enough for a country undergoing an industrial revolution to undergo earth-shaking changes, and it is also enough for a person to be reborn.
In the imperial palace, inside the martial arts arena.
The girl in red tights stood in front of the target, her facial features were deep and three-dimensional, her upturned almond-shaped eyes were full of heroism, and her whole body temperament exuded the pride and confidence of a noble family.
She bent her bow and drew her arrow. Her ten slender, white fingers contained endless power. With a slight pull, she pulled the bowstring into a full moon shape.
"call out--"
The arrow flew through the air, and the sharp arrowhead hit the bull's eye accurately, with such powerful force that it penetrated an inch deep.
If it falls on the enemy, the enemy will be seriously injured if not killed.
The princess's tutor and the surrounding palace maids cheered continuously, their eyes sparkling with love, looking like crazy fans.
"Princess, you're amazing! This heavy bow can only be pulled by a grown man!"
"Every arrow hits the bull's eye! The princess is truly an expert archer who can hit the target with ease!"
"Your Highness, I am your...beep——"
"Drag him away. His Majesty has said that pigs and dogs are not allowed into the palace."
“…”
Facing the fanatical admiration and praise from the crowd, the heroic girl remained calm.
As if she was still unsatisfied, she took out a small silver pistol from her waist. It was engraved with intricate and delicate patterns, like a carefully crafted toy.
She first held the butt of the gun and made a beautiful gun flower, her movements were graceful and unrestrained. After showing off her skills, she aimed at the target and fired several shots.
The recoil had no effect on her at all. Every shot was steady and hit the bull's eye.
In a few breaths, the smoke dissipated, leaving a dark and deep trajectory on the target, showing its extremely strong destructive power and lethality.
There was another round of thunderous cheers and applause all around.
However, this was just a warm-up for Ying Luan.
Next, she began to practice with several martial artists.
She seemed to be a rare general. Not only was she born with supernatural powers, but she was also extremely brave, strategic, and sharp. Even though she had only learned martial arts for more than three years, she had already mastered all eighteen kinds of martial arts.
At such a young age, he was not at a disadvantage when facing the battle-hardened veterans, and even suppressed the opponent.
It can be said that the disciple is better than the master.
After practicing martial arts, Ying Luan returned to the palace amid the reluctant gazes of his fans.
When she returned to the familiar place and faced her gentle mother, she finally revealed her girlish charm.
"Mother, my brother is a big liar!"
"I've already finished my martial arts training, but he hasn't come back yet."
Chu Yuening listened to her daughter's angry accusations, a hint of longing appeared in her beautiful eyes, but she spoke softly to comfort her.
"Don't worry, Luan'er. Your brother should be on his way back."
"real?!"
Ying Luan jumped up in surprise, her beautiful eyes sparkling like stars, and her high ponytail raised in an arc of joy.
After the excitement subsided, she puffed out her cheeks, waved her little fists, and uttered harsh words in a feigned ferocity.
"Hmph, then I will definitely settle the score with you, brother."
Five days later, at the gate of Xianyang city.
The guard looked at the ID card number 3 in surprise, then glanced at the young man with extraordinary demeanor, and then respectfully let him pass.
The fat little bird standing on the boy's shoulder was acting like a bully, with his round chest puffed out and looking very arrogant.
It looked excitedly at the bustling streets, with its wings akimbo and laughing towards the sky.
"Hahaha, I, Hu Hansan, am back again!"
"Ahem, Yi Yi, keep a low profile and don't make any noise."
Ying Zhao noticed the strange looks from people around him, and even though he was as calm as a rock, he couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in his ears.
The system curled its lips in dissatisfaction and muttered softly.
"How can you be so low-key? You can't even hide your domineering aura."
Although it was a joke, it was not an exaggeration.
Three years of life experience transformed him from a noble son of an aristocratic family into a capable man.
Although he was only twelve years old, he was tall and straight, with strong muscles beneath his clothes revealing great strength, and his wheat-colored skin still could not hide his handsome appearance.
His eyebrows are handsome and steady, his eyes are deep and sharp, his nose is high and straight, and there is a gentle and polite smile at the corners of his lips. Even though he is dressed simply, his noble and reserved demeanor makes him elegant in his own way.
If we say that three years ago Ying Jue was like an unsharpened sword inlaid with gold, pearls and jade.
Then three years later, he would be a peerless sword that had gone through countless trials and tribulations and been bathed in iron, blood, and murderous aura.
No one would regard such a brilliant person as a mediocre person.
Unconsciously, more and more people stopped to watch, and even some young girls gave him a wink.
"Zhao Zhao, they look like they want to eat you..."
"You're right, let's keep a low profile."
Amidst countless burning gazes, the system finally gave in and huddled down to hide in the boy's collar.
Ying Zhao sighed helplessly, lowered his head and hurriedly shook off the crowd, then took out a silver half-face mask and put it on, so that he could safely tour his hometown.
In recent years, the economy of Daqin has developed rapidly, and commercial trade has flourished. The other counties he visited were also very prosperous, but they were not as prosperous as the capital, which served as the economic center.
The streets were bustling with people wearing all kinds of fashionable clothes coming and going. Horse-drawn carriages and mule-drawn carts were driving in the middle of the street, and many people were riding Shenlong brand bicycles, leaving behind a string of crisp bells.
"Zhao Zhao, look ahead!"
Just as Ying Zhao was strolling in the garden and observing, the little fat bird on his shoulder suddenly started shouting excitedly.
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