"Bonghyo, aren't you worried at all?"

Seeing Zhao Hui and Lu Bu each riding on a war horse, holding a weapon in their hands, Xu Shu became even more anxious.

On the other hand, Guo Jia, who came with him, was shaking a feather fan made of goose feathers, as if he was watching an inconsequential show.

Guo Jia said: "Why worry? ”

Xu Shu said: "Aren't you afraid that the lord will have an accident?" ”

"Don't worry, if you are not sure, how can the lord fight with Lu Bu, the lord is not impulsive." Guo Jiadao.

Whether to fight with Lu Bu or not, Zhao Hui thought about it for a long time yesterday.

Although he was already a state pastor, Zhao Hui was still eager to fight.

He didn't want to stay in Jicheng for the rest of his life, and he didn't want to hide in the rear every time he fought.

A hearty battle with Lu Bu was what Zhao Hui had always longed for.

The last time before the Tiger Prison Pass, Zhao Hui's strength was weaker than it is now.

Although he fought with Lu Bu for dozens of rounds, he failed to satisfy Zhao Hui.

This time Lu Bu went to Youzhou, even if Lu Bu didn't mention it at the banquet yesterday.

Zhao Hui will also find a chance to fight Lu Bu.

Xu Shu: "But ......"

Guo Jia said: "Don't worry, besides, General Dian is also here, if there is any problem, Dian Wei will also save the lord." ”

Guo Jia doesn't like people who are timid, and Zhao Hui's behavior and temper are very much his stomach.

If Zhao Hui, like other princes, was not what he was good at, then Guo Jia would definitely try his best to dissuade Zhao Hui.

But everyone knows that Zhao Hui's force is also top-notch.

In the face of Lu Bu, you need to show your own courage, how can you show weakness in front of Lu Bu.

"Former general, with all your strength, don't keep your hands."

Zhao Hui rode on the yellow lion, and the Mo knife in his hand hung on the ground.

"Brother Zhonghua, be careful." Lu Budao, for Zhao Hui's choice, Lu Bu was also a little surprised.

When Zhao Hui and Dian Wei and others were training, they rarely used war horses.

Riding on a warhorse, it's even harder to stop.

The war horse rushed to more than a dozen feet, and when he realized that he was going to stop, the head of the other party might have landed.

Every battle between Zhao Hui and Dian Wei was just training.

There can't really be a life-and-death fight.

Dian Wei was afraid of hurting Zhao Hui, and Zhao Hui didn't want Dian Wei to be injured.

And now that Zhao Hui is facing Lu Bu, there is no such problem.

Zhao Hui was not afraid of hurting Lu Bu, he asked Lu Bu not to keep his hand, he would go all out himself.

Only in this way can his strength be improved again.

The red rabbit horse and the yellow lion are twenty zhang apart.

When Lu Bu's voice fell, the yellow lion under Zhao Hui rushed towards Lu Bu.

Compared with before the Tiger Prison Pass, Zhao Hui is now more comfortable in the use of the Mo knife.

The knife technique was originally fast, and the Mo knife in his hand had been with Zhao Hui for seven years.

In the past seven years, Zhao Hui's use of the Mo knife has reached the realm of perfection.

The eight methods of sweeping, splitting, dialing, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping, and sudden, have all been integrated into the Mo knife method by Zhao Hui.

With Zhao Yun, a marksmanship master, by his side, although Zhao Hui used a Mo knife, in the training and discussion between the two, Zhao Hui's knife skills were also improving rapidly.

When Zhao Hui rushed towards Lu Bu, Lu Bu also rode a red rabbit horse and rushed towards Zhao Hui.

The distance between the two is only twenty zhang, and under them are the strongest war horses, and the speed is very fast.

In just an instant, Zhao Hui and Lu Bu had already collided together.

Mo Dao and Fang Tian's painting halberd sparked.

Zhao Hui's hands shook, and he easily dissolved the power transmitted through the Mo Dao.

The two staggered, and Zhao Hui looked back and slashed at Lu Bu's back.

Clang!

Mo Dao was blocked by Fang Tian's halberd again, Lu Bu didn't look back, he seemed to have a pair of eyes on his back.

The horse rushed forward ten feet before it stopped.

Zhao Hui didn't touch the reins, he just clamped his thighs, his body was crooked, and the yellow lion under him understood what he meant, turned around himself, and faced Lu Bu again.

A few years ago, the situation of fighting with Lu Bu has always been reflected in Zhao Hui's heart.

Compared with the beginning, Lu Bu's strength has not changed much.

And Zhao Hui's strength has only improved a little bit.

The biggest change in Zhao Hui is his familiarity with the Mo knife and the improvement of his skills.

When he fought Lu Bu for the first time, Zhao Hui relied on his physical fitness. With his strength and reflexes, he fought dozens of rounds with Lu Bu.

At that time, although Zhao Hui was weaker than Lu Bu in terms of strength, the gap was very small.

What's more is that Zhao Hui used the Mo knife at that time, and in terms of strength, the gap between him and Lu Bu is a little big.

So after dozens of rounds, Zhao Hui's arm was numb.

The bodies of the yellow lion and the red rabbit horse are constantly intertwined.

Sometimes, they would stop and spin in circles, and Zhao Hui and Lu Bu on horseback, the weapons in their hands constantly intersected, the sound of gold and iron roared, and sparks flew everywhere.

Zhao Hui could feel that the gap in strength between him and Lu Bu had further narrowed compared to the beginning.

Lu Bu's complexion also became solemn, not as relaxed as before.

He can guarantee that in the past few years, he has followed Dong Zhuo and fought a lot less, and his strength has not improved, but it has definitely not declined.

His strength has not decreased, that is, Zhao Hui's strength has increased again.

This made Lu Bu a little envious.

Lu Bu is still ambitious now, even though he is almost forty years old.

But Lu Bu did not indulge himself like Dong Zhuo.

His strength has reached its peak, and at his current age, it is basically impossible to improve. But Lu Bu can train every day to keep his strength from declining.

When he was twelve years old, Lü Bu killed the first person, and since then, Lü Bu has been fighting people almost every day.

His strength has improved very quickly and changes almost every day.

The companions around him were overtaken by him one by one, and then left behind by him.

There were many injuries on his body, but every time someone else died, Lu Bu just didn't die.

Every time the injury heals, Lu Bu's strength will also improve a lot.

No one has been involved in more battles than Lu Bu.

"The warm-up is over, Lu Bu, show your true strength."

Thirty rounds later, Zhao Hui said.

Whether it is in pure strength or power play, the gap between Zhao Hui and Lu Bu is very small now.

In the past thirty rounds, Zhao Hui's consumption was not large, and his body was steaming, but his complexion had not changed at all.

The ninety-one-pound Mo knife was as light as nothing in his hands.

Every time you cut out, you can retract it with minimal force.

can fight with Lu Bu for dozens of rounds without dying or being injured, and the entire world can be counted with two hands.

But except for Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, as well as Zhao Huidian and Wei Zhao Yun, the other few who can fight with Lu Bu have not been able to fight with Lu Bu so far.

In addition to these five people, so far, the generals who have fought with Lu Bu have either died or picked up a life by luck, but they have already been killed by Lu Bu, and they dare not fight against Lu Bu in this life.

(End of chapter)