Chapter 28: Western Liang Fierce Tiger VS Pingzhou Flying General

  Lü Bu felt a bit helpless after hearing this, and then he heard Qiu Shui shouting: "In our army, from top to bottom, ordinary generals ride high-quality war horses."

  "No need to say more, I'd like to see what you're capable of in the face of my army." Lü Bu heard his opponent's words and angrily let out a loud roar, then patted his war horse and charged towards him.

  "Alright, today I'll see if the reputation of Flying General is deserved or not." Autumn Water saw his opponent charging over and also urged on Red Hare to charge forward.

  "Clang!" A metallic ringing sound echoed across the battlefield, causing the eardrums of the soldiers at the forefront of both armies to ache, revealing just how far both sides' powers had reached.

  After the two horses crossed each other, both sides stood still, and Qiu Shui felt a slight numbness in his palm, secretly thinking that Lü Bu was indeed the number one war god of the Three Kingdoms, with strength that was almost on par with Qiu Shui's. However, this round still belonged to Qiu Shui.

  Lü Bu now felt his whole body filled with a sense of battle, all these years, he had never met anyone who could withstand him for even a hundred paces. Through the earlier exchange, the opponent's strength was unexpectedly evenly matched, afterwards he gazed hatefully at Ding Yuan, unfortunately the opponent's warhorse had a huge difference, in the earlier exchange they actually had the upper hand.

  The two people stared at each other and shouted in unison: "Again!"

  Boom! Boom! Boom! The two armies erupted with a thunderous drumbeat that shook the sky.

  Boom! After exchanging blows for fifty rounds, Lü Bu's warhorse was slightly inferior in strength, but he thought of competing with his opponent in halberd techniques. Unexpectedly, the other party's halberd technique was also evenly matched with his own, it was truly exhilarating.

  After the two clashed again, Lü Bu burst out laughing: "What a thrill! It's been years since I've had such a satisfying fight. Since I started my military career, no one has ever given me such a thrilling battle."

  Qiu Shui saw Lü Bu and was deeply impressed. He tightly grasped the hua jian in his hand, facing Lü Bu and shouted: "I admire General Fengxian's martial arts from the bottom of my heart. Unfortunately, our two armies are at war, each with their own masters. If not, I would definitely drink a toast with General Fengxian."

  The two of them laughed loudly after speaking, truly a hero admires another hero.

  Just as Lü Bu was about to remount his horse and fight again, Qiu Song shouted: "General Fengxian, please wait!"

  Lü Bu was greatly surprised by the other's words, but after admiring his martial arts skills, he also stopped his warhorse to see what the other wanted to do.

  "Someone's coming, bring me a high-quality warhorse." Qiu Shui yelled towards his own army, ignoring Lü Bu's confusion.

  Dong Zhuo saw the two people's unparalleled martial arts, clenched his fists and exclaimed excitedly: "If I get Autumn Water and Lü Bu, who in the world can stop me." However, after hearing Autumn Water's words, Dong Zhuo nodded to his soldiers.

  At this time, a fine Xiliang war horse was led out of Dong Zhuo's army. Autumn Water saw it and dismounted his horse to ride the newly arrived war horse. He patted Red Hare Horse on the back, and with a neigh, Red Hare Horse galloped back into the army.

  "Let's have a fair fight now, brother!" Autumn Water swung the halberd in his hand and shouted at Lü Bu.

  When Lü Bu saw the other's action, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in his heart and shouted: "Haha, Xiliang fierce tiger, you are indeed a hero. There is no one in the world who can make me, Lü Bu, admire, and you are the first."

  The two men's eyes were filled with a sense of justice, and after exchanging a glance, they simultaneously patted their war horses and charged forward.

  "Clang!" After the two horses crossed, Autumn Water suddenly felt that Lü Bu's strength had increased by a thread. It turned out that Lü Bu hadn't used his full force earlier. The previous blow from Lü Bu had reached 7,000 catties of strength. Good fellow, indeed worthy of being the War God of the Three Kingdoms.

  Lü Bu turned his horse's head, tightly grasped the halberd in his hand, and a smile spread across his face, as if winter was about to turn into spring.

  Qiu Shui knew Lü Bu's strength, and immediately circulated the law power in his body. Suddenly, he felt a sense of comfort all over his body. He let out a loud roar towards the sky, excitedly roaring at Lü Bu: "Brother Fengxian, I'm going to use my full strength now!"

  When Lü Bu heard Qiu Shui's words, he was startled for a moment. For many years, no one had ever been able to force him to use his full strength. Today, he thought that if he used his full strength, the opponent would not be able to withstand it. Unexpectedly, the opponent also had a trump card up their sleeve. His heart was filled with excitement and a desire for battle. At the same time, Lü Bu responded with a loud shout: "Haha, good! You are the first person who can make me, Lü Bu, use my full strength. Come on!"

  Only to see the two of them simultaneously riding horses and fighting together, you one against me one, both wearing identical armor and wielding identical weapons, now even their martial arts skills are evenly matched.

  The soldiers of Pingzhou were all stunned, Lü Bu's reputation in Pingzhou was well-known, but they never thought that there would be someone in this world who could fight with Lü Bu to such an extent.

  "General Ping of Zhao is coming! General Ping of Zhao is coming!"

  "Western Liang Fierce Tiger! Western Liang Fierce Tiger!"

  Both sides had never seen such a fierce duel between generals, and they all opened their mouths to cheer on their own general.

  Dong Zhuo watched the two men fighting in front of him, and it was really hard to distinguish between them. Dong Zhuo was also a famous general from a military background, relying on his own bravery to fight his way to his current position. Now, anyone with discerning eyes could see that the martial arts skills of the two men in front of him had exceeded those of ordinary people.

  Dong Zhuo watched the two men fighting, his right hand tightly grasping the hilt of his sword at his waist, his forehead bulging with blue veins, his face flushed red. He was itching to join the battle himself, but fortunately he knew his own limitations and restrained his warrior's heart. Suddenly, he bellowed loudly to his left and right: "Come on, men! Beat the drums to cheer them on!"

  Knock knock knock!

  A deafening drumbeat suddenly rose from Dong Zhuo's army, its sound echoing across the entire battlefield, instantly drowning out the shouts of both sides' soldiers.

  When Ding Yuan heard the sound of drums in Dong Zhuo's army, the morale of Dong Zhuo's soldiers greatly improved. He hastily shouted to his left and right: "What are you still dawdling for? Beat the drums to boost our morale, we absolutely cannot weaken our spirit!" After finishing speaking, he gazed at Dong Zhuo's side with his eyes, clenched his fist in mid-air and swung it down, saying fiercely: "The detestable Dong thief, such a fierce general actually assists the tyrant and has surrendered to Dong thief."

  Knock knock knock!

  The sound of drums accompanied by the shouting voices of soldiers on both sides seemed to shake the entire sky and earth.

  Luoyang, when the civil and military officials heard that Dong Zhuo and Ding Yuan were leading their troops to battle outside the city, they all rushed to the imperial palace, where they were discussing the situation. Just then, the sound of drums and killing shook the sky and earth, frightening the civil and military officials on the court, who were all trembling with fear, their eyes fixed on the direction of the battlefield outside the city, filled with fear, confusion, and terror, except for a few officials whose eyes were filled with resentment.

  On the battlefield, the duel has now reached a fever pitch, with all the generals and soldiers holding their weapons in hand shouting for the two men at the front of the array.

  Lü Bu was now drenched in sweat, this Xiliang fierce tiger was indeed famous for nothing. After Lü Bu used his full strength, he couldn't gain the upper hand, and they had already fought three hundred rounds. Lü Bu's face was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and his entire back was soaked with sweat.

  Lü Bu's attack was blocked by the horizontal spear of Autumn Water, and he immediately counterattacked. The two men were evenly matched, neither giving an inch.

  Clang! The sound of weapons colliding echoed across the entire battlefield.

  Up to now, Akua has come to realize that her martial arts skills are not inferior to Lü Bu's, but her strength is infinite. In other words, as an undead being, Akua's physical strength is limitless and can be exerted continuously without the need for magical energy. On the other hand, Lü Bu is different; at this moment, Akua can clearly feel that the force of the collision between their weapons is gradually weakening.

  Lü Bu's physical strength had clearly begun to decline, and the force in his hand was slowly weakening.

  The sun has set behind the western mountains, and the sunset glow on the mountain wall has turned blood red, shining over the entire battlefield, as if to cheer for this battle.

  On the battlefield, both sides have already changed horses seven times each.

  Autumn water has already been attacked more and defended less. However, Autumn Water used her magic to force out a large amount of water vapor in order not to arouse suspicion, making others think it was just sweat droplets.

  Lü Bu felt that the halberd in his hand had become heavier, and every time he swung it, he was somewhat out of breath, his entire body filled with fatigue.

  On the battlefield, the generals of both sides had already shouted hoarsely, and in the eyes of the two martial arts generals who were still fighting at the forefront of the army, there was a mixture of frenzy, admiration, and complex gaze. Even if they were not from the same camp, their eyes were filled with admiration for the strong.

  The autumn water in Zhang Fei's hand, like a deer hanging its horns, was nowhere to be found, and the swing was full of explosive force, fierce but not lacking in skill. Now Lü Bu gritted his teeth, unwilling to admit defeat, and swung his own halberd in response.

  Lü Bu thought to himself, "This guy's physical strength is truly unusual. He has been fighting with all his might for three hours now, and yet there is not a hint of fatigue in his eyes. Although he is drenched in sweat, the lack of fatigue in his eyes cannot deceive me. If it weren't for my years of experience on the battlefield, I would have died under his spear long ago. And although this guy's spear technique has also reached the level of a master, it lacks the skills honed from actual combat experience. Now he is actually improving slowly during the battle, truly frightening."

  Suddenly, Lü Bu thought of something and his face turned gloomy. This scoundrel must have still reserved some strength, otherwise who could maintain their peak state for three hours of fighting? Even with my innate divine power, I'm already exhausted.

  After fighting with Lü Bu for a day, Qiū Shuǐ learned a lot from him. Now, wielding the Huà Jǐ in his hand, he was filled with the aura of slaughter on the battlefield, which he didn't have when he just exchanged it from the Wheel of Reincarnation space.

  Just as Qiū Shuǐ was about to intercept Lǚ Bù's spear, his warhorse suddenly let out a mournful cry and knelt down on its front legs. At this moment, Qiū Shuǐ, due to the sudden change in his horse, failed to block Lǚ Bù's spear with his own, and watched as the opponent's spear was about to pierce him.

  After the two horses crossed each other, the entire battlefield suddenly fell silent, without a single sound, and all eyes were tightly fixed on the two people who were dueling.

  Only to see the war horse of Autumn Water limping on one leg, swaying and getting up.

  Dong Zhuo's army suddenly erupted in cheers as Qiu Shui led the horse around and behind him.

  Whoa! Autumn water stroked her neck and let out a mouthful of air, almost, almost died under Lü Bu's halberd, really careless, obviously had the upper hand but almost died, hateful, if not for Lü Bu hastily withdrawing his power and tilting his attack, this time would have truly fallen into the opponent's hands.

  And on Qiū Shuǐ's neck, there was a clear mark left by the tip of Lǚ Bù's halberd. If someone had taken a closer look at that moment, they would have discovered that the fine hairs on Qiū Shuǐ's neck had been cut off by the wind generated by the halberd. If Lǚ Bù hadn't pulled back in time, it wouldn't have just been the fine hairs that were severed, but his entire head would have been chopped off.

  The moment just now made Qiū Shuǐ feel the breath of death, even if as the Golden Armor Corpse King, Qiū Shuǐ possessed a golden steel body, but under the attack of Wǔ Jiàng's full-body evil energy, his own Vajra body couldn't have much protective effect.

  This lesson was deeply impressed on Qiu Shui, letting him know that he must never be careless no matter what time it is.

  Lü Bu was also pulling his war horse, holding a halberd in his hand, panting and staring straight at the Xiliang fierce tiger in front of him.