Lu Bu's Sims

Chapter 202 Fighting
"Ling Ming!"

"Hoho~ Hu Liza."

The camp was very lively, everyone shouted enthusiastically to cheer for the people on their side.

In front of the heavy wooden table, Hu Liza and Pound took a stride, their hands were clasped together, and the other hand was slowly lifted into the air.

The two pairs of black eyes in the air stared at each other until Cao Xing stood between them excitedly and clapped his hands hard.

With a snap, the two exerted strength in an instant, and in an instant the wooden table made a creaking sound.

Pang De and Hu Liza stared at each other, their arms suddenly exploded, and the tendons of Kunzha swelled, and their arms became even thicker by three points.

The veins on their foreheads began to bulge. The two gritted their teeth and looked at each other ferociously. At the same time, they were even more shocked.

The warriors of the Han people have such supernatural power!
The damn Qiang people are so strong.

The two fought hard, which shocked the soldiers on both sides even more.

Bei Gongnan also secretly marveled at the generals under the command of the Han people. Dong Zhuo once knew that he was very powerful in force, but he did not expect that Lu Bu, the Marquis of Wen, who is known as the number one in the world among the Han people, would be so ridiculously strong with only one unknown young general under his command.

A shout sounded, and Hu Liza of the Qiang nationality roared angrily, his thick arms suddenly exerted force, and Pound on the opposite side also gritted his teeth and roared when he saw this.

The blue veins on the arms were bulging, making it even more obvious for people to see, and the two were staring at each other even more out of breath.

After a while, when the strength of the two began to fade, Hu Liza watched angrily and ferociously as her arm began to tilt, while Pound on the opposite side gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Huriza!"

A group of Qiang people exclaimed at this scene, the strongest warrior among them was about to lose.

However, experienced people could see it clearly. Bei Gongnan snorted secretly, and said in a low voice: "It's not that Hu Liza is inferior to the opponent in strength, but that the Han warriors usually practice martial arts and are better at holding it."

This is the so-called strong person on the battlefield may not be able to survive, but the hope of survival for the long-lasting person is absolutely great.

"Ha ha."

Lu Bu smiled slightly and looked at the generals under his command. He also knew Pound's martial arts and had a solid foundation.

You must know that in the Three Kingdoms, even Guan Yu secretly sighed that Pound's martial arts were solid, and that it was difficult to win if he was proficient in swordsmanship. martial arts.

boom!
The arm was pressed heavily on the table, Hu Liza, a warrior of the Qiang nationality, got up angrily, and slapped her face fiercely, all the soldiers were stunned.

"You, the warrior of the Han people, have won."

Turning around, Hu Liza knelt down on one knee facing their leader in shame, "Hu Liza is ashamed."

"come back."

Bei Gongnan asked Hu Liza back with an ugly expression, but the next moment two Qiang people in wolf skins suddenly stood up.

"Nanlihu, Dobas, Qiang warriors."

Of the two who came out in an instant, one was tall and the other was sturdy.

"Nanlihu, I would like to fight with you Han warriors."

"Dobas, I would like to compete with you Han people in sword skills."

The two people who appeared at this moment attracted everyone's attention, and Lu Bu showed even more curiosity.

"Marquis Wen, Dobas has Han blood in his ancestors, and even has the sword skills of a great Han in his ancestors."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly showed a look of enlightenment. Nan Lihu first took off his skirt, revealing his forced chest covered with scars.

Seeing that the first thing to do in the battle is to try fist and wrestling, Lu Bu smiled and began to look at the generals in the army. Although most of the generals in the army are cavalry generals, all of them have risen from the bottom. It's not bad either.

But when Lu Bu saw the strong body of Qiang Nanlihu, he narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly, and shouted directly to the young general under the tent: "Yan Xing."

"The end is here."

Yan Xing, who went straight out with his hands clasped in fists, showed an excited smile. Just now, it was Pound's turn to show off his power.

Yan Xing, who lived in Xiliang since he was a child, also took off his upper body clothes in a wild way, and confronted the other party with his chest bare.

"Come!"

The opponent roared, and rushed forward like a wolf like a tiger. Facing the opponent's attack, Yan Xing yelled, his arms went up like pliers, and the two hugged tightly.

drink ~ drink ~
There were lively voices in the handsome tent, and all the generals were booing and shouting excitedly, and the Qiang generals on the opposite side also cheered one after another.

Fighting each other with fists, feet and waist strength opened the eyes of the soldiers on both sides, and they shouted excitedly.

Half an hour later, under Bei Gongnan's calm expression and Lu Bu's calm gaze, the two stared at each other panting and embarrassed.

The two of them could do nothing to each other, Bei Gongnan who watched this scene turned his head to toast Lu Bu and said with a smile, "Marquis Wen, how about a tie between the two."

Lu Bu also nodded with a smile. Yan Xing, the two contestants below, was a little aggrieved, but Nan Lihu, a warrior of the Qiang nationality, clasped his fist at his opponent Yan Xing angrily.

"I lost."

Nan Lihu!
The warriors on the Qiang side exclaimed one by one, but Nan Lihu snorted unwillingly, picked up the wolf skin that had just come off and handed it to Yan Xing.

"You are still young, warrior of the Han people. In three to five years, I cannot be your opponent."

Regarding Nan Lihu's surrender, Yan Xing directly sent back the wolf skin handed over by the other party, with a firm look on his face.

"On the battlefield, there has never been a distinction between old and weak."

In an instant, the generals under Lu Bu's command showed admiration for the Qiang warriors one by one. This is the temper that men in the army like.

"Dobas! Learn from the warriors under Marquis Wen's camp."

This tough warrior of the Qiang nationality had scars on his rough and dark cheeks, and his eyes were as calm as an eagle, and he slowly took out a long sword.

After seeing the sword, Lu Bu narrowed his eyes immediately, and said to Bei Gongnan with a smile, "Good sword."

After finishing speaking, Lu Bu shouted directly: "Zhao Yun."

At the end of the generals, the young Zhao Yun came out slowly, and under his clean clothes, he appeared in the eyes of the generals holding the sword in his hand.

However, Dobas on the opposite side looked at the sword in his hand regretfully, and sighed: "If you have a sword, take it out, if not, you and I will exchange for an ordinary sword blade."

A sword blade gleaming with cold light slowly emerged from Dobas' palm, which surprised all the generals. They knew it was a precious sword at a glance, but the old cloth strips wrapped around the hilt made it impossible to see.

After Zhao Yun saw the cold light of the sword, his expression became serious.

"Hehe, the leader of Beigong, this is Zhao Yun, a young general under my tent, who studied under Tong Yuan, a spear prodigy. I think everyone should know."

Lu Bu chuckled, and shouted directly at Hu Che'er, "Lend my general's Qingzhi sword to Zilong."

promise!
And the Qiang people all showed solemn expressions after hearing the spear prodigy Tong Yuan.

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