Chapter 141: Fighting

'Huh'

The spear in Yuwen Boyan's hand flew towards the middle of the battlefield with a sharp whistling, this was an ancient duel salute, and the moment the spear landed, it was the signal that the battle would begin.

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The two of them drank almost at the same time, and the horses also began to start, this move, the gap in the riding skills of the two was seen, Zhang Fei's horse was slightly hesitant, and the stride was also a little shaky, this was caused by the poor coordination between people and horses, and the horse that Fang Zhiwen sat down rushed out with a slight jump, which looked light and natural.

In this way, the emotions of the two horses are very different, this is not a joke, in the process of fighting, the horse is very important, if it is a war horse of the same level, the ability of the emperor directly determines the advantage of the horse, and even can determine the mood of the horse, so that the war horse bursts out to a higher level.

The two are less than three hundred steps apart, but in the blink of an eye, the distance between the two is in the range of the exchange, Fang Zhiwen and Zhang Fei are both holding spears in their right hands, so they both chose the left horse position, in fact, with Fang Zhiwen's equestrian skills, they can indeed turn to the right horse position at the last moment, so that Zhang Fei is in a relatively slightly worse attack position, but the disadvantage of this will also make him in an unaccustomed attack position, but no matter which aspect you look at, Fang Zhiwen can't take advantage, so Fang Zhiwen didn't choose to do this.

It's too late and that's fast, the meeting of the two horses is just a moment, no matter what kind of mood the audience on the sidelines holds, anyway, at this moment, they all hold their breath and even their heartbeat!

Zhang Fei didn't rush to make a move, his spear pointed at Fang Zhiwen steadily, I don't know if it was out of humility, or if he liked this tactic, until the blue tip of the spear in Fang Zhiwen's hand gently bloomed into a small blue stamen, Zhang Fei stabbed the spear in his hand violently.

The smaller the gun, the worse it is! The smaller the gun flower, the stronger the user's control, the stronger the strength of the arms and wrists, and even the strength of the waist and abdomen, so the small range of the swing of the gun tip, the speed and power of the gun will be stronger.

Due to the length of the gun, coupled with the toughness of the gun, and the shaking of the horse running, the tip of the gun will naturally tremble to form a gunflower, of course, there are also people who deliberately shake the gunflower to interfere with the opponent's defense.

But in the eyes of a powerhouse of Zhang Fei's level, shaking the spear to make a spear flower is a fool's behavior that sacrifices the basics, which will only reduce the speed of the spear, and it is easy for the opponent to block his own attacks.

Although Fang Zhiwen's Soul Devouring Iron Spear shook very little, Zhang Fei's Iron Spear still accurately pierced into the middle of the spear flower, obviously, Zhang Fei really had the intention of fighting, and did not have a desperate posture, otherwise at this time, he could completely use his agility and strength advantage to choose to attack against attack instead of defending and counterattacking.

Fang Zhiwen's spear was caught by Zhang Fei's iron spear, and suddenly a huge force came, Fang Zhiwen quickly entangled, but technically, how could Zhang Fei lose to Fang Zhiwen, his spear skills were enough to be Fang Zhiwen's teacher.

Zhang Fei's wrist trembled slightly, and in an instant, he hit the spear shaft that Fang Zhiwen tried to shake away several times in a row, the strength was greater and greater, and the angle was more accurate than the other, this is experience and strength, this kind of small-scale trembling, quickly found the movement of Fang Zhiwen's iron spear, and then Zhang Fei sent out a powerful collapse at the best angle.

There was a crisp sound, in fact, only Fang Zhiwen knew the taste, many high-frequency blows, the spear shaft in Fang Zhiwen's hand seemed to be connected with an electric current, making Fang Zhiwen's palm to his forearm begin to be numb, and in the end, half of his body was numb, and his account was also cracked, but this sharp pain made Fang Zhiwen's palm regain control of the spear shaft that he couldn't feel anymore.

In fact, it was not that the spear shaft had detached from Fang Zhiwen's palm, but that the sharp tremor made Fang Zhiwen's palm nerve have an illusion, thinking that the spear shaft was no longer in his hand.

But regardless of whether Fang Zhiwen was still able to grasp the vibrating iron spear, Zhang Fei's collapse did indeed open Fang Zhiwen's defense, the iron spear in his hand was silent, like a phantom, rushing towards Fang Zhiwen's right shoulder, the dark spear tip seemed to have an inexplicable attraction, attracting Fang Zhiwen's sight and mind, there was a feeling of dizziness, in Fang Zhiwen's eyes, the sharp spear tip seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, almost filling his sight, it seemed to be in addition to the spear tip, There is nothing else in this world.

Wrong! It's a skill!! Fang Zhiwen should be glad that he had two brains, and when one brain was attracted by that mysterious skill, the other brain made an accurate analysis of this phenomenon.

That's right, this is a skill, Zhang Fei's exclusive skill