Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Competition
Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Competition
Lu Bu's killing of Ding Jianyang is known to later generations. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
It's just that now it seems to have something else interesting.
Some words were not spoken, which eventually led to the accumulation of contradictions and the outbreak of conflicts, which made Lu Bu slash Ding Jianyang.
not only made Lu Bu bear the name of killing the master, but also caused extremely bad consequences.
As soon as Ding Jianyang died, as the front line to resist foreign invasions, the state was in turmoil, and the dragons were leaderless.
Foreign tribes such as Xianbei, the Xiongnu forces invaded and merged the state, and the state almost fell.
Foreign forces even drove straight into the Central Plains, forcing Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and others to send troops to expel foreign forces.
Later, the Yellow Turban Rebellion failed, and the Yellow Turban Army fled and merged with the state, occupying the mountain as the king, making the state completely become a fire pit.
Foreign races, yellow turbans, and various forces are intertwined and complicated, even if it is Cao Cao, he also has a headache for the merger of states, so he will ignore it for the time being, and wait until the later stage to slowly clean it up.
Everything seems to have originated from a misunderstanding.
Of course, it's not just a misunderstanding.
Lu Yun didn't mean to wash the floor for Lu Bu, but if he reminded a few words, he couldn't say that it would dispel a disaster.
And the state, it's better not to mess around.
Moreover, it may not be a pity that a border guard like Ding Jianyang died like this.
Lu Yun thought about it, stayed silent for the time being, and stayed here.
He simply wanted to stay for a few days, see the people's customs and people's feelings, and not be in a hurry.
Lu Yun walked out of the house, came to the streets of the city, and walked around casually.
On the streets and alleys, some people were chatting, talking nothing more than the matter of merging the state, where there were hateful Xianbei people sneak attacking, how many people died, and how many thieves were killed by the Han army in some places.
Some people also praised the take-off general Lu Bulai, who was strong in force, killed the enemy and made meritorious contributions, and protected the people.
There are also old people who speak earnestly and teach their grandsons that they must follow the example of General Fei in the future and join the army to protect their homeland......
Lu Yun listened to these people's words and felt emotional.
The border is bitterly cold, and the people here are certainly not very wealthy.
But seeing that they can still make small talk, it is obvious that they still have some hope for life.
And the flying general Lu Bu is the god of war who protects the side locally.
It's a pity that what they don't know is that in the original history, it was their god of war who killed Ding Yuan, and then pushed them into the abyss of destruction.
But fortunately, now that Lu Yun has come into the world, everything may change.
Lu Yun thought about these things, and entered the Assassin's Mansion, when a commotion suddenly came from his ears.
The mind was swept away, but it was Zhang Fei and Lu Bu who were competing.
......
When the fellow saw the fellow, his eyes were full of tears.
The generals see the generals, but they like the competition the most.
Zhang Fei is no exception, Lu Bu galloping on the grassland left an unforgettable impression on him, such a master, if not compared, it is a pity.
And Lu Bu is in the Assassin's Mansion, except for the official documents he hates, his favorite is only martial arts.
The two hit it off, and they competed in the martial arts arena of the Assassin's Mansion.
Yanren Zhang Yide.
And the state of Lu Fengxian.
Which is stronger and which is weaker?
"Yide, you do it!"
Lu Bu held Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, sat on top of the war horse, and stood indifferently.
His body didn't look very strong, but it seemed to have endless power.
Anyone who sees him is like seeing a mountain.
There are mountains, towering into the clouds.
Give people endless mental oppression.
Zhang Fei's face became solemn.
This guy oppressed him before he could make a move.
It's amazing.
His momentum began to build.
At least in terms of momentum, he can't lose to Lu Bu.
Lu Bu still didn't make a move.
If he strikes first, the enemy will be defeated.
He has absolute confidence in himself.
"Pick up!"
At a certain moment, Zhang Fei's momentum was condensed to the highest, he no longer had any hesitation, abandoned all flashy tricks, and stabbed the snake spear towards Lu Bu in a daze, simple and fast!
Break the law with one force!
He believed in his own strength.
The Zhangba snake spear killed, and even the persecuting air exploded, obviously the power on this snake spear was extremely powerful.
"Interesting!"
In this world, there are still people who dare to compete with him!
Interesting indeed!
Lu Bu looked at the flying spear, wiped a smile, and waved the Fang Tian Painting Halberd at will.
The next moment, the resonance of gold and iron was deafening.
Just a little bit, Zhang Fei's snake spear was knocked away!
Lu Bu shook his head.
Zhang Yide's speed is not fast enough, and his strength is not strong enough.
So so.
Barely able to raise his interest.
......
After missing a move, Zhang Fei's face was solemn, knowing that this person was worthy of being his biggest opponent, and roared again and again.
It's still straight back.
The snake spear pierced the air again and again, and the air exploded.
But Lu Bu's counterattack can accurately force Zhang Fei to return to defense every time.
In the first ten moves, relying on the courage of blood and qi, Zhang Fei could barely suppress Lu Bu's attack.
As soon as the ten moves passed, Lu Bu counterattacked steadily.
By the time the twenty moves passed, Zhang Fei had already fallen behind.
After fifty moves, Zhang Fei could not move an inch and resisted with difficulty.
The battle intent in Zhang Fei's eyes increased wildly, and the momentum on his body was also growing, but it was useless.
Lu Fengxian has been fighting on the frontier for decades, and his strength is not comparable to that of the fledgling Zhang Fei......
"Damn!"
Zhang Fei finally understood what his eldest brother said.
One is to lift weights lightly.
One is to lift lightly.
It's easy to lift weights, but it's hard to lift weights.
He was still learning the technique of lifting lightly, and Lu Fengxian in front of him had already cultivated the lifting of light and heavy to the peak.
Lu Fengxian, who is now fighting with him, has mastered the power to the point of being unpredictable.
Every time he thought that Lu Feng was going to fight him hard, he slammed it with all his might, but he smashed it on Fang Tian's halberd, and the opponent's Fang Tian halberd seemed to have no weight, borrowed his strength, and then slashed towards him at super high speed.
Then tragedy ensued.
If he hadn't had some strength, he would have been knocked off the horse this time.
Lift lightly as heavy, lift as heavy.
A light move made Zhang Fei have a hard time.
But at this time, Zhao Yun made a move.
He had to make a move.
When they arrived in Bingzhou, they represented the face of their lord, if Brother Zhang was defeated, where would his lord's face go?
"It's good to come!"
Lu Bu shouted, his face even more excited.
A true warrior who has never been afraid of the siege of the strong.
The number of times he has been besieged is less.
He's used to it.
Zhang Yide's spear, Zhao Zilong's spear.
Zhao Zilong's spear was even stronger than Zhang Yide's spear.
The gun was fast.
With Lu Bu's eyesight, he could only see a stream of silver light.
He never thought that someone's gun could be so fast, and the guns flying all over the sky made him feel a little shocked.
It's so fast!
Lu Bu pondered for a moment and began to play steadily.
Overwhelming people with force.
Then, Zhao Yun remembered what his lord said.
If there is only skill and no strength, it is futile.
Now, he didn't dare to touch Lu Bu's Fang Tian Painting Halberd.
At the touch of it, he could lose.