"Xing Daorong? Whose subordinates are these? How brave is it? ”

"Could it be that Dong Zhuo was sent here?"

"With such a beautiful day today, I wonder if Mrs. Zun can continue to sleep with me?"

In the big account, many princes talked about it, and scolded and scolded left and right nearby.

The night is boundless, the beautiful scenery of the good day, here and there are many princes, the big banner is in the camp, the strategists are like rain, and the generals are like clouds.

Whoever comes out is at least a senior martial artist at the beginning.

The top generals are all the top "martial arts" who can really be among the ten thousand armies, and take people's heads like exploring the bag!!

With so many strong generals gathered together, even in that tiger prison, Lu Bu, who was known as the "first general" and "god of war", did not dare to break into the camp alone.

This guy called "Xing Daorong" didn't sleep well at this time, but he really ran to attack the camp!

Did he think that he could sweep away thousands of armies with his own strength, and wipe out hundreds of thousands of troops, hundreds of generals, and even the princes of the 18th Route in front of the Tiger Prison?

Something must be wrong with his brain?!!

"I remember this 'Xing Daorong', he seems to be a military general under Liu Du, the Taishou of Lingling, and he is evaluated as having the courage of ten thousand people." At this time, some princes received intelligence information, but they were a little uncertain.

"Tsk...'Ten thousand people are not brave'?" Some princes couldn't help but pout.

In front of the Tiger Prison Pass, the princes of the 18th Road, and the generals under their accounts, how many of them did not have the so-called 'undue courage of ten thousand people'?

The silver moon shines outside the sky, and the martial arts on the earth have been inherited for a hundred years.

The prosperous era of martial arts has appeared, and the great Han can fight one against a hundred, one against a thousand, and even with one against ten thousand.

Not to mention far away, the one in the Tiger Prison Pass is the military general in this era, and he can't get around it no matter what.

If it weren't for him, how could their eighteenth princes be stopped in front of the Tiger Prison for so long?

Under the bright shining stars of martial arts, the mere "courage of ten thousand people" is just the most basic setting of military generals, and it belongs to the category of third-rate military generals.

If a military general doesn't even have this ability, then it's better to go home early and farm!

But you come and tell me, this guy who single-handedly stormed the camp tents of the princes of the Eighteenth Road and called himself "General Lingling" is actually a third-rate general.

However, this ...... Is it possible?

Who are you thinking about when you say this?

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

It was also when the princes of the dozen or so roads were talking about it.

There were already several generals wielding divine weapons and riding horses, full of true qi and drumming, screaming and rushing to Wang Li.

"Die!"

"Quack quack~ Is this the brilliant era when the first flourishing of martial arts luck was born?" Wang Li looked at the sky, and then looked at these generals who were reluctant to report their names.

I have to say that in the Three Kingdoms Era, although it was only the first time that Gu Yue shone, whether it was in terms of the concentration of vitality, resources and environment, or the maturity of the martial arts system, it was far inferior to the later generations more than a thousand years later.

Even in the later generations of the Han Federation, even seven-year-old children can be familiar with the most basic martial arts system trees, such as "martial disciples", "martial artists", "martial artists", "martial arts", "martial saints", and "martial gods", which come when they open their mouths, are still still being explored, and they are directly in the most primitive barbaric growth stage.

But in this generation, the martial arts luck is unprecedentedly bright and intense, obviously all kinds of preconditions are far from being met, but all kinds of invincible martial arts strongmen are emerging in endlessly.

Even these "nameless people" in front of Wang Li, in fact, in the keen perception of Wang Li's classmates, are all real "martial arts".

What is the concept of "Wuzong" in the future generations?

Laijun City, where Wang Li is located, is a third-tier city in the Han Federation, with a resident population of more than five million, but there are only a few dozen "martial arts sects" who have really been recorded.

And just these dozens are scattered in the government, military, education, security, individuals, and so on!

Even Wang's Laijun City No. 3 Middle School has tens of thousands of students on the register, if there are still a few teachers at the "martial artist" level, but there is not a single "martial artist" level teacher!

It is conceivable that the martial artists of the realm of "Martial Sect" can also be called "precious" in the era of the Han Federation in later generations.

But before this tiger prison, the "Martial Sect" level generals were just nameless and unremarkable, which was too inconspicuous.

Of course, no matter what, no matter how you look at it, these martial arts realms are far superior to the "Peerless Admiral Xing Daorong" that Wang Li replaced at this moment.

The half-step "Martial Sect" is not a "Martial Sect" after all, but just a senior "Martial Artist......

And according to the historical records read by Wang Li, such a prosperous era of martial arts is far from reaching its peak at the time of the Three Kingdoms Tiger Prison.

In the future, there will even be several "Martial Saints" competing on the battlefield, and even one of the most prosperous swan songs in the history books that finally gave birth to a "Martial God"!

"However, who is playing "martial arts" with you here, Lao Tzu is a saint warrior with a fifth sense! Oral !! ”

Classmate Wang laughed, regardless of the fact that he held the Xuanhua axe in his right hand, only his left hand clenched into a fist, and then stretched it forward from afar.

The next moment, thousands of black iron colors bloomed in front of Wang Li.

That's the roaring light of the Saint Seiya's small universe!!

"Boom ——!!"

With a punch, Wang Li swung forward.

Every punch is the speed of sound, and every punch is filled with the fist light of "crushing the power of the atom", blooming and intertwining at this moment, like a road composed of light, rampage, indomitable, and crushing everything in front of Wang Li!

And this, in fact, is just a casual blow from Wang Li who usually stretched out a hand forward, and it wasn't even a move.

After all, the skills of the Saint Seiya, in fact, Wang Li can only do that trick...

And now, the four or five generals who came by surprise hit this punch head-on!

In a split second.

Everyone felt an indescribable sense of horror, and every cell in their bodies trembled and trembled at this moment.

And in their perspective, they only saw a light, a "light" that seemed to tear the sky, shake the earth, and shatter the mountains!

Rumble!

Like a meteorite falling from outside the universe!

On the battlefield, the earth is shaking, the sky is trembling, the air is burning, people within a radius of more than ten miles are turning over on their backs, the camp tents are falling one by one, and the flags of the princes are broken one by one.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!"

"—This! This! Is this still a warrior?!! Why is he so strong?! In the core tent, the princes couldn't help but let out self-doubt from their souls in the face of this.

"Quack quack~" Classmate Wang crossed his waist and laughed, as if he was a big villain: "Nonsense, who is slandering me behind my back, why am I Xing Daorong not a martial artist?" Who hasn't been a warrior these days! ”

"Come on, come on, eat me again!" Wang Li clenched his fists and stretched forward!