Daqin: After marrying a vegetative princess, I went crazy with joy

Chapter 122
On the second day, Liu Bai came to the school early.

After so many days of teaching, he felt that he should give the young masters a quiz.

Leaving aside the rest, at least we have to see how well their bodies are exercising.

Seeing him waiting outside the school again, all the young masters mourned Hu Hai habitually.

It turned out that today's teacher changed his gender and didn't target him.

Hu Hai, who was on tenterhooks, breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Bai stood at the door of the classroom, looked at the crowd who were much stronger than before, and smiled gratifiedly.

"We won't be lecturing today. We're going to take an in-class test. The main test is your physical fitness. Come on, come on guys!"

After the Eagle Guards put a bunch of weapons on the ground, they turned around and disappeared.

You young masters looked at the things on the ground and were completely dumbfounded.

what are these?
Swords, guns, halberds, axes, axes, forks...

All kinds of weapons glowed coldly in the sun, which made people tremble with fear.

Turning to look at Liu Bai who was laughing aside, the young masters completely understood.

Let's talk about why the teacher didn't embarrass Hu Hai today, because he wanted our lives!
Fusu swallowed, stepped forward and asked.

"Teacher, what is the content of today's test?"

Liu Bai pointed to those weapons.

"Isn't this all in front of you? As the princes of the royal family, your bodies are not only your own, but also related to my Great Qin Dynasty!"

"Only if you are in good health, my Daqin Chaotang will be more stable! Just imagine, if someone rebels at this moment, are you sure to survive under their swords and guns?
"Taking a step back, even if no one dares to rebel, if someone comes to assassinate, you may guarantee to survive under the assassin's hands?"

The young masters looked at Fusu in unison, muttering in their hearts.

Don't say that father is in good health now, even if it is true...

Then the heavy responsibility of the world is also on the elder brother, so what does it matter to us?
What's more, with the emperor in the court, who would dare to rebel?

Assassination, it is possible.

Since his father came to power, he has experienced countless assassinations.

Those assassins are dead men, even dare to kill the emperor, let alone them?
Except for a few young masters who are martial arts, if they really met, the others would have died long ago.

At first, I thought the teacher's move was a little redundant, but at this moment, I suddenly felt that it was very necessary.

Not to mention anything else, at least as a prince of the royal family, rich clothes and fine food are inevitable.

On such a good day, no one wants to lose their head inexplicably!

For a major matter related to their own lives, the young masters cheered up instantly.

"Come on, line up according to their respective ages, let's do a leapfrog to warm up first."

Fusu ranked first, and Hu Hai was naturally at the bottom.

After everyone stood up, they stared at Liu Bai at the same time, wanting to see what the so-called leapfrog was.

After seeing that simple action, morale increased sharply.

"Get ready, jump around the open space, fifty first, start!"

Pin the clothes around your waist and strike a pose.

After Liu Bai gave an order, Fusu took the lead and began to jump forward.

Liu Bai sat comfortably at the door of the school, counting for them while drinking tea.

After counting to thirty, the speed slowed down completely.

It takes two to three minutes to slowly jump forward one.

Liu Bai walked up to the pile of weapons, picked the one he was most comfortable with, and came to the side of the team.

"Why, can't you jump?"

When the young masters heard the sound and looked at it, they were startled for an instant, and urged the people in front to hurry up.

For a while, the team began to squirm forward again.

After a quarter of an hour, fifty leapfrogs were finally completed.

The young masters' legs were swinging, and they collapsed on the ground one by one.

Seeing their cowardice, Liu Bai reprimanded them.

"Look at you, where is the appearance of the prince of the empire? Get up for me!"

Supporting each other to stand up, the young masters prayed silently in their hearts.

Don't let us jump down again, our lives are already half gone!
"Next, let's do push-ups. Given your lack of physical strength, [-] will do!"

Lie on the ground like him, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's fine not to dance, as long as we don't dance, we are still good friends!
Unexpectedly, after doing thirty, not only did the legs swing, but the arms also became sore and limp.

Except for the head, there is no moving part of the body.

"That's right, although it's a bit slow, it's pretty good to be able to complete it! Take a break for an incense stick, and then start the third test!"

With a cheer, everyone dragged their tired bodies to drink water, and then collapsed on the ground again.

Liu Bai curled his lips in disgust, but didn't say any more.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Liu Bai got up and clapped his hands.

"It's time for a break, now everyone go to pick a weapon that's handy."

Everyone looked at each other, moved to the pile of weapons, and picked one at random.

"Choose an opponent each, practice on your own first, and let's officially start in a quarter of an hour."

You sons are basically divided into two categories.

One class, like Fusu, had never been exposed to force at all, and only after Liu Bai came, did he start to take horse steps every day.

The second category is those like generals who have practiced martial arts since childhood and have practiced for a long time.

My brothers naturally know each other very well.

When choosing an opponent, he tacitly chose those who were similar to himself, and avoided those he couldn't beat.

After practicing ping-pong for a while, Liu Bai saw that the time was almost up, so he stopped immediately.

"Come on, one by one, the test begins."

Those who go up first are naturally those who have a foundation. After a short rest, their physical strength has recovered a lot.

Jiang Lu and Young Master Gao both chose halberds.

After giving each other a gift, they started fighting.

The ones who have practiced are obviously different, not only the movements are good-looking, but also the sense of strength is vividly displayed.

Perhaps it was because the two of them practiced together in their spare time, and their moves were very tacit in each fight.

Seeing that they couldn't tell the winner for a while, Liu Bai yelled to stop.

"Yes, the next team!"

"The next team..."

"Very good, the next team..."

Half an hour later, only Fusu and Huhai were left without playing.

Originally, Hu Hai didn't want to choose Fusu, but he also understood that most of the other brothers would not let him.

When Fusu saw him coming, he immediately recalled some bad memories, and his complexion turned pale.

But seeing his pitiful appearance, he finally agreed with a sigh.

Seeing that the team in front had finished the match, Hu Hai touched his arm.

"Brother, don't try to kill me later!"

Fusu nodded and walked to the center of the open space.

"Last team, let's start!"

Both of them chose the sword, after all, it was lighter to hold.

Put a distance away, hold the sword in your hand, with the tip of the sword facing the opponent.

Stand still, looking at each other intently.

The breeze blows through the treetops, and the sound of rustling is endless.

The hem of the clothes was blown slowly, and looking at the postures of the two of them, they had a somewhat superior posture.

The young masters watching around quietly watched the two people in the field, muttering in their hearts.

Could it be that elder brother and younger brother learned swordsmanship without their knowledge?
If you really think so, you have to take a good look at this fight, it will definitely be extremely jk.

Time passed bit by bit, and the two still maintained this posture, motionless.

Liu Bai rolled his eyes.

Putting it on an expert is called static braking.

But now that the two little pickles are in this posture, could it be that they are stage fright?
He coughed lightly.

"What's wrong? What about cultivating immortals? Why don't you hurry up and start?"

The two trembled at the same time, and raised their swords to attack each other.

(End of this chapter)