Zhang Yuyi's fierce eyes burst out with a look of pride, as his thoughts spread, the corners of his mouth were filled with a smug smile, after this battle, the easy victory will be a legend for the government and the people of Zhuo County.

Zhang Yuyi brandished his long sword, and the batch of black horses of the driver came directly towards Guan Yu, Guan Yu also rode up, brandished a big knife, and rushed forward against Zhang Yuyi's sharp and domineering attack.

For Zhang Yuyi, he didn't pay attention to this duel and competition at all, because he had lived in Zhuo County for a long time, and he was also very familiar with the famous swordsmen and swordsmen in Zhuo County.

So Zhang Yuyi didn't put Guan Yu in his eyes at all, he just silently mourned for Guan Yu's impulse in his heart, and felt an inexplicable atmosphere for Guan Yu's incompetence, he wanted to teach Guan Yu a good lesson, it was best to directly cut him off the horse, and directly let the momentum of Liu Jing's army drop directly to the freezing point, and then he made another blow to annihilate the invading enemy and once again became famous in Zhuojun.

Zhang Yuyi's fierce eyes burst out with a look of pride, as his thoughts spread, the corners of his mouth were filled with a smug smile, after this battle, the easy victory will be a legend for the government and the people of Zhuo County.

Guan Yu wielded the broadsword and collided with Zhang Yuyi's long sword from time to time, rubbing into bursts of sounds, and from time to time a little or two sparks popped out.

In the blink of an eye, fifty rounds have passed, and the two of them are fighting together, you sword and I sword, as if this duel has just begun.

After a while, a hundred rounds passed quietly, and the competition between the two people was still up and down, and the entire crowd of onlookers began to talk about each other.

Time passed in a hurry, and the two ushered in the one hundred and fiftieth round of the competition, only to see two people waving swords, sand and dust everywhere, and the two armies were also centered on the boundary drawn by the competition between these two people, each of them split on both sides, and they had been secretly concerned about their every move.

About a quarter of an hour later, the two of them had been fighting for two hundred rounds, and their energy was getting stronger and stronger, but when they saw the dusty sand, there was the sound of iron weapons colliding from time to time.

But from the beginning of the 200 rounds, Zhang Yuyi's heart began to weaken, he was in a hurry to defeat the enemy early and win as soon as possible, but no matter how he attacked, Guan Yu always seemed to be able to deal with them one by one, and there were several opportunities, Zhang Yuyi had already seen it? Guan Yu's flaws in his moves, but his long sword couldn't get close to Guan Yu's body.

Seeing that the opponent began to be puzzled, Guan Yu knew that Zhang Yuyi's previous arrogance and contempt had made him pay too much physical strength and patience, and through the battle, Guan Yu found that Zhang Yuyi was indeed a rare master, and it was also a rare opponent who could stand on a tie with him.

If you continue to compete like this, it depends on patience and endurance. Zhang Yuyi has lost a slight lead in these two points, so the period from 200 rounds to 300 rounds is basically a gradual change process in which Zhang Yuyi gradually loses the lead and turns from strong to weak.

In the end, the 300 rounds still came, Zhang Yuyi's heart was also afraid, he had not met such a strong person in strength, physical strength and patience for a long time, at this time Zhang Yuyi found that he began to underestimate the enemy too much, wasting too much physical strength, but now it was too late to regret it, he gradually felt that his strength was a little tired, so far Zhang Yuyi's disadvantage has been very obvious.

The people outside the stadium also saw that Zhang Yuyi began to be tired of resisting Guan Yu's attack, and everyone had already expected the result of this competition.

Seeing this, Liu Jing showed a smile of satisfaction and joy on his face, he believed in Guan Yu very much from beginning to end, because he knew that the prestige of the Martial Saint in the future was not given by people for nothing, but Guan Yu relied on his strength.

Liu Jing turned his face with a smile and looked at He Gui on the side, when Liu Jing saw He Gui, he suddenly found that He Gui was also looking at him with a smile, Liu Jing's heart was a little surprised, and He Gui smiled knowingly, and then turned his head again, looking at Guan Yu and Zhang Yuyi who were fighting, waiting for the moment when Guan Yu defeated.

In the three hundred and fifty-second round, accompanied by the sound of a sharp sharp weapon impact, and at the same time, with Zhang Yuyi's silent shout, I saw that his seven-foot long sword was suddenly picked out by the big knife in Guan Yu's hand, and the bright and dangling long sword drew a not so perfect curve in the air.

Everyone's eyes also followed the trajectory of the seven-foot long sword, and finally it fell more than seven feet away from Zhang Yuyi's wings, and the tip of the sword was more than a foot into the ground, which was enough to explain the sharpness of this long sword.

Zhang Yuyi stared at the big copper bell-like eyes, his big mouth kept panting, and he looked at Guan Yu who was standing proudly in front of him with those extremely incredible eyes, the corners of his mouth trembled, but he couldn't say a word, because he still didn't have any right to speak at this time, even his life was already in the hands of Guan Yu on the other side.

As long as Guan Yu is willing, it is only a matter of a moment to take Zhang Yuyi's head, but Guan Yu did not do it, he just held the handle of the big knife tightly with his right hand, and looked at Zhang Yuyi with approval in his eyes, as if Zhang Yuyi was not a loser, but a friend who Guan Yu had not seen for a long time.

The blade of the big knife reflected the dazzling light of the sun, which happened to hit Zhang Yuyi's eyes, but Zhang Yuyi's eyes didn't even blink, and after he flickered, he suddenly looked at Guan Yu with a smile.

Guan Yu's different eyes are like a warm current, merging in from Zhang Yuyi's eyes, slowly seeping in from head to toe, at the beginning of the period, Zhang Yuyi was a little helpless for a while, but then he was slowly relieved, because this is a kind of respect, a kind of recognition, a kind of feeling that only masters can understand, as if a bosom friend meets a bosom friend.

This feeling is something that Zhang Yuyi has never had since been a bandit for many years, maybe he has been a bandit for a long time and has forgotten the feeling of wandering in the rivers and lakes and being accompanied by a bosom friend, and this feeling is also impossible for him to get after joining the Zhang family after joining the bandits, because his cooperation with the Zhang family is full of copper smell, all of them are naked money and murder, and there is no faith at all.

At this point, Zhang Yuyi understood that in Guan Yu's eyes, there was no win or loss, no victory or defeat, some were just simple masters like old friends, and when encountering an opponent like Guan Yu, it might be a providential arrangement.

The two of them stood facing each other for a quarter of an hour, letting the cold wind howl and the flying sand filled, and they did not move at all, like two statues, standing quietly on the earth, as if they had been mixed with heaven and earth. (To be continued.) )