At the docks, a fierce battle is raging! The battle between the two top fighters is still in the midst of anxiety, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The spectators of the two sides watched the battlefield intently, worried about their own commander.

The sergeant who was originally struggling to beat the drum also put down his drumstick early at this time, and looked at the battlefield with good eyes, for fear that the war drum he would inadvertently beat would interfere with the minds of the people who fought and cause a big disaster.

If you analyze the pros and cons from an outsider's point of view, you know that Xu Le is at a disadvantage in this fight, but as far as the fight itself is concerned, this sign is not obvious.

The skills of the two fighters are similar, and the means are not up or down, and it is possible for anyone to win against anyone.

It is more likely that the outcome of this fight will be decided by a mistake or an accident than by a difference in strength or between superior and inferior moves.

Chengji actually knows very well that tonight's contest is not fair, and it is even more excessive than the previous battle in Jiangdu Dongcheng.

As a fighting general, it should be above board to defeat the opponent, and even if you win such a contest, you will inevitably have the suspicion of victory, but you have no way out.

After tonight, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to fight Xu Le again, even if I can meet it, it will be thousands of troops fighting on the battlefield, and it is difficult to find this kind of one-on-one opportunity.

He had no choice but to face Xu Le under such conditions tonight.

I thought that I should win easily because I had the first opportunity, but when I started fighting, I found that it was not as smooth as I imagined.

Fighting for shame by himself, it is naturally impossible to keep his hands, and as soon as he makes a move, he will go all out.

But even if he exerts his skills to the extreme, he still can't help Xu Le.

Not only was he attacked one by one, but he unceremoniously launched a counterattack, and the scene was still evenly divided.

Judging from the shock of the strength he felt on his horse lance, Xu Le in front of him didn't look like a tired soldier fighting in the middle of the night at all, but like a fresh force that had been in good time.

The two lances danced against each other dozens of times, and the strength was not weakened at all, and the speed was not slow.

No matter in terms of strength or tricks, you can't take advantage of it, on the contrary, you must always be vigilant so as not to lose carelessly.

Since God was born with a foundation, why did he give birth to such a peerless general?

In an instant, this emotion rose in Chengji's heart.

As a martial artist, it is fortunate to be able to meet an evenly matched opponent, but when you find that you still can't win even if you have the advantage, you will inevitably feel a little frustrated, and even a little unwilling and angry because of it.

This anger is half directed at Xu Le, and more than half is directed at himself.

Since the last defeat, he gritted his teeth and practiced martial arts just to defeat Xu Le, if he still can't win under such conditions, what kind of fighting general in the world is he?

What is the shame of the snow?

The drive of hatred and the concern of face made Chengji unconsciously attack more and more powerful, and even at the cost of damaging his vitality to exert his strength to the limit.

In order to win, he no longer cares about his life, as long as he wins this time, even if he dies in an instant, he has no regrets.

The big lance brought up a hurricane, like a wild dragon enveloping Xu Le.

As Xu Le in the eye of the storm, the situation is not optimistic.

Han Yue and Bu Li's analysis is right, Xu Le's state tonight is even worse than when he fought Chengji before, and he is not suitable for competing with such a strong enemy at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation could not be evaded, he should temporarily avoid the edge and recuperate, and wait until he was strong enough to compete with Chengji.

The battle in the middle of the night and the old things he learned from Yang Guang had an impact on Xu Le's state.

Not only is it physically exertional, but also the energy is not as good as before.

After all, it was impossible for Li Yuan to be completely untouched by that incident, and no matter how much he wanted to concentrate, he would inevitably be distracted.

This level of scoring does not affect his ability to deal with ordinary opponents, but it is a problem to encounter a strong opponent like Seungji.

The battle between the generals is not only a physical contest, but also a mental contest.

Not only must you go all out every time you make a move, but you must also think about the direction and angle of the shot, so as to facilitate contact with the next move, so as not to expose flaws and be taken advantage of by the enemy.

Every shot seems to outsiders to be just a simple action, but in fact, it is the result of the person's precise calculation and full swing.

In such a battle, it is not clear that it is a loss to oneself, and it is that after the battle, the generals will inevitably be sweating profusely, panting, and looking exhausted.

This does not mean that martial arts are poor, let alone pretending, but real consumption.

Xu Le is also flesh and blood after all, so naturally he can't get rid of this law.

Countless battles along the way, whether it was Ma Wenju or those sporadic routs, it was a loss of Xu Le's physical strength.

This kind of loss is nothing to take out, but the accumulation of one place should not be underestimated.

What's more, now he is facing Yuwen Chengji, and it is impossible to overestimate how to be careful in the face of such a strong opponent, and the losses along the way cannot be ignored.

If he hadn't mastered the realm of "subtlety", Xu Le would not be able to please him.

Fortunately, with the improvement of his realm, the strength of the shot was just right, and every bit of strength was used on the blade.

I know how to use force and how to break the strength of the foundation, and I can preserve my physical strength to the greatest extent.

Xu Le knew very well that even if he calculated his strength like a miser, this situation could not be maintained for a long time.

Even if you have enough strength to deal with the scene, time is not on your side.

The battle on Matou's side can't hide Yu Wenhua and his hands and eyes, if the rebel brigade arrives, his own people will definitely not be cheap.

But Chengji in front of him is not an opponent who can win quickly, and no matter how his tricks change, he will never be able to gain the upper hand.

The best way to deal with him is to use procrastination.

It can be seen that Seungji is eager to win tonight, as long as he has the patience to fight with the other party for a long time, it is possible to win.

In terms of the art of war and martial arts, this is the right way, and the right path of partial life must not be taken.

It seems that he is in a dead end, and if he wants to win, he has to endure and fight for a long time, but the current situation does not allow him to stay here for long.

Rao is Xu Le's wisdom is brilliant, and he has countless clever plans when he is in battle, but at the moment, he can't think of any idea, and he doesn't know how to break through.

Compared with Yu Wenhua, who would appear at some point, the leg strength under his crotch made Xu Le more worried.

This BMW selected by Yang Guang is by no means ordinary, but it was too hard to run before, and it was exhausted, and it encountered an opponent like Chengji in his partiality.

One after another, the lance was drawn down like a chain, and whether he parried or fought back, he had to rely on horsepower.

The generals love BMW, because they have to borrow strength from the horse when they are in battle.

In this way, the war horse is heavy, and the foot force of Chengji actually bears the burden of borrowing and unloading.

Xu Le's foot strength was not inferior to Chengji's war horse, but tonight he ran too hard, and his horsepower was seriously damaged, and he couldn't support it after a long battle.

Moreover, this BMW grew up in the deep palace and had never been in battle, but Chengji, a peerless horse, accompanied him on the field of Xiaoguo Military Academy, and after countless exercises, he also participated in several battles.

In terms of adaptability to the field, Xu Le's mount is far inferior to Peerless Dust.

It doesn't matter if it's a difference in normal times, but tonight it could be a winner.

Xu Le had already felt the weakness of the war horse under his crotch, and when he received Chengji's attack, he began to tremble from the horse's hooves to the horse's body.

Obviously, this BMW raised in the deep palace has not suffered hardship, and it is a little unbearable to suffer too much torture tonight.

If it is a fair competition, at this time, you must propose that you have less strength to change your horse and fight again.

But tonight, who is willing to give themselves this opportunity, and how can they say this?

At this moment, Yuwen Chengji's horse lance in his palm slammed down again, Xu Le shook his head and sat on the horse, and used his strength to raise the lance to parry.

But as soon as his strength was lifted, he felt a sudden weakness under his feet.

The BMW that Yang Guang gave to Xu Le, the knees of the two front legs suddenly weakened, and he fell to the ground, and Xu Le's whole person was also knocked off the horse!