Mythic Three Kingdoms: My Entry Infinitely Improves

Chapter 95 The enemy is now, Lu Bu vs Huang Zhong!

Qin Yu asked Zhang Jiao to sit down, thinking that the atmosphere between the two of them would be awkward.

He wanted to take Zhang Jiao to find Fengji together, and let him support the scene.

But unexpectedly, after Zhang Jiao, who also seemed not good at talking, had a few conversations with him, the two of them seemed to be in an inexplicable harmony.

Most of the time, Zhang Jiao was talking and Qin Yu was listening.

No matter what, after Qin Yu came to this world, his footsteps were always locked in this small village.

No chance to get out at all.

Naturally, he didn't have as much knowledge as Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao talked about his own experience and knowledge, and Qin Yu compared his historical knowledge and the heritage of 5000 years of civilization. Occasionally, a few words made Zhang Jiao's eyes flicker with thought, and gradually understood Qin Yu naturally respected him even more.

The two chatted very happily, and they talked speculatively.

However, at this time, Huang Zhong, who was still training the young and strong in the wheat field, stopped with a solemn expression.

"You all go to the side and rest."

Huang Zhong gave an order, and then walked towards the official road without looking back.

With a bow and knife in hand, he walked heavily.

The blood energy in his body, which had been restrained all the time, also followed his footsteps falling again and again, like lava about to roll, surging out strong echoes one after another.

Huang Zhong has been suppressing his strength.

His strength is too strong.

If he wants to maintain his state with his full strength, then the food he needs to consume every day will be a staggering number.

But today, he seemed to be unable to suppress his strength any longer.

Because he felt an extremely powerful pressure coming towards Xiaofang Village.

That pressure is extremely strong, and it is unscrupulous, full of vigor, and looks down on the world.

It makes people feel that there is nothing more than a hero in the world, and he can suppress them with his own strength!
This kind of aura can only be captured by people of Huang Zhong's level.

Unless the strength reached a certain level, it would be impossible to detect this breath.

Huang Zhong also knew very well that this person must have discovered his existence.

They may be able to live like ordinary people who can only bow their knees in front of ordinary people in this world.

But in front of the same tyrannical warrior, the aura between them is like a storm hovering above the nine heavens.

That seems to belong to another level of power.

Lu Bu's eyes were full of astonishment. The healthy horse under his crotch seemed to sense danger, and he walked forward reluctantly, snorting from time to time.

If it wasn't for the surging blood in his body that had wrapped the healthy horse under his crotch, it would have been impossible for the horse to walk so easily.

"I never thought that there are such warriors in this kind of place?"

"interesting!"

Lu Bu looked at the middle-aged man walking closer and closer to him not far in front of him.

He was wearing a set of very inconspicuous coarse linen clothes, and he looked like an honest farmer.

It's just that Lu Bu could feel the boundless and terrifying power contained in his strong muscles under his coarse linen clothes.

Powerful blood flowed like hot magma in his body.

There seemed to be a crimson blood flame around him.

The middle-aged man seemed to be walking unhappily, every step he took was like stepping on a volcano that was about to erupt.

Terrifying strength continuously condensed in his body.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying it would be if this power erupted completely.

At this time, the distance between the two was less than a hundred feet.

The strong horse under Lu Bu's crotch could no longer bear the pressure of the beast rushing towards him like a prehistoric beast.

stop moving forward.

Lu Bu didn't urge either.

Although the healthy horse under his crotch is also a good wild horse on the grassland, it is only a mortal thing after all.

It is absolutely impossible to not be deprived of your mind under this kind of pressure.

"Who is coming!"

Huang Zhong stood still, staring at Lu Bu who seemed not far away to them.

The voice from the mouth condensed into filaments, which suddenly appeared in front of Lu Bu.

If that seemingly ordinary voice had substance, it would be seen as an arrow shot out, and the condensed arrows fell straight towards Lu Bu's face.

When it was about ten feet in front of him, it suddenly exploded as if hitting an iron plate.

The rolling sound waves immediately enveloped Lu Bu, trapping him in it.

Lu Bu grinned: "You and I are both warriors, so why treat me like an enemy?"

He turned over and got off the horse, and the blood-stained sackcloth behind his back unfolded in his hands like a banner.

Immediately fell on the horse's back.

The healthy horse couldn't bear the heavy pressure any longer, and fled out in a panic.

The raised horseshoe rolled up the rolling loess, which disappeared in the sudden strong wind.

After noon, the sun, which is already westward, is at its hottest.

But at this time, the billowing heat wave that should have been sprinkled on the ground was scraped clean by this quietly appearing gale, like a steel knife scraping bone.

"Who are you!" Huang Zhong asked again, ignoring Lu Bu's words.

The strong wind surged from behind him, and the ring-head knife in his hand cut out a sound of "whimpering".

Lu Bu casually dropped Fang Tian's painted halberd to his side.

"Oh!"

The sharp cone at the end of the halberd fell on the ground, as if it had fallen on bluestone, making a crisp sound.

The earth's backshock was like a wave, moving rapidly up the halberd body, and finally turned into a persistent humming on the bright double crescent blades.

"I am Wuyuan of Bingzhou, so is Lu Bu, who is brother?"

Lu Bu looked at Huang Zhong. There were not many people in this world who could be recognized by him.

Huang Zhong in front of him is definitely one of them.

Even before he made a move, Lu Bu already knew that the person in front of him was definitely a formidable enemy.

But his trip was not to kill people, but to follow the purple aura that soared into the sky before.

He has never restrained his breath like Huang Zhong.

His aura, like a wandering dragon, rises above the nine heavens, and ordinary people can't perceive it at all.

Convergence or not, so what?

The world is full of mediocre people.

He never thought that with such a state of mind and such arrogance, he would meet a strong man who was just like him at the end of his journey thousands of miles away.

And it was regarded as naked hostility by the strong man.

But so what?
Lu Bu didn't care.

In this world, there is nothing that fascinates him more than going to martial arts.

Since he left the teacher, he looked around in a daze, only to realize that no one in this huge Bingzhou is qualified to walk a few tricks in front of him.

Now that he meets a warrior like Huang Zhong, why doesn't he like it?
As the saying goes, we don't know each other without fighting.

The joy of the warriors is naturally to fight.

Not only did Lu Bu's fighting spirit not subside because of Huang Zhong's appearance, but it became more and more ostentatious.

Huang Zhong naturally noticed Lu Bu's move.

He knew that this battle was inevitable, so he just wanted to make a quick decision.

"I must do my best in this battle, and I must not let this flamboyant person disturb Mr. Qingxiu!"

(End of this chapter)