Rebirth of the Three Kingdoms: The New Biography of Guan Ping

There is no way, young people's bodies are too strong and their speed is too fast. They don't care about their physical strength not keeping up with their mental strength. They can squander their physical strength wantonly. It's better to be young.Fiction Rankings
Han Rong didn't have time to sigh, and couldn't dodge, so he raised his tiger-headed spear and knocked directly at Guan Ping's green dragon single-edged halberd.

For a moment, Han Rong complained endlessly, while Guan Ping applauded secretly.

Han Rong knew that the opponent's strength was far better than his current self, especially when he was younger.

What Guan Ping was wearing at the moment was the kind of looser clothes, not as good as the corseted clothes when practicing martial arts, which did not expose the pieces of iron flesh, and his relatively elegant face, if he put on a scholar's suit , Entering the school to teach, no one doubts. [

This made Han Rong think that Guan Ping was the kind of general who relied on skill to win, but he didn't expect Guan Ping to be a reckless man.

Now that he has found his own advantage, he must make use of his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. Guan Ping, who is in a position of unrelenting power, smashed Han Rong with a halberd, and immediately roared and smashed at Han Rong again and again.

And Han Rong is different from Guan Ping, his qualifications are there, so many disciples and grandchildren are watching, he not only wants to win, but also fights beautifully during the battle. For the sake of his old face, he refused to use it no matter what.

Guan Ping felt that he had turned into Song Xian, the kind who didn't know how to move at all, and only relied on brute force, roaring and hitting people with a halberd. Guan Ping didn't want to, but he didn't dare to stop, because, Once he stopped and gave Han Rong a chance to use his tricks, he would be in danger again.

No matter how fierce Guan Ping hit, Han Rong didn't dare to resist, but he was able to deftly remove most of the force, and then he was able to catch it. It stands to reason that if this goes on, neither of them can do anything to the other.

However, there is another important factor that cannot be ignored, and that is physical strength.

Although Guan Ping's stamina consumption rate is several times that of Han Rong's, his stamina reserves are many times that of Han Rong's.He has been exercising since he was a child, and he is extremely diligent. In addition, he is still a virgin, and his pure yang energy has not been vented. Guan Ping's physical strength is too different for an old man like Han Rong who is dying.

Guan Ping still only felt slightly out of breath, but watching Han Rong, his breathing was disordered, his old face was flushed from holding back, but he couldn't pull himself together to call for a stop, this old man was too stubborn.

Guan Ping's mind moved, this kind of thing can't be done absolutely, so he intentionally slowed down, reduced his strength, and his halberd technique gradually became scattered, not as sharp as before.

This also gave the poor old man Han Rong a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of Guan Ping's deliberate negligence, Han Rong shook his spear and hit Guan Ping's arm. Guan Ping put down the halberd and took a step away.

"Mr. Han, don't fight, don't fight, kid admit defeat, kid admit defeat." Guan Ping said with a slight smile.

Holding the tiger-headed gun, Han Rong looked at the young and smiling Guan Ping who was not far away, and he was a little lost. Maybe he was thinking of the sights he saw when he was in his prime.After a long time, he let out a long sigh and handed the spear to the old servant next to him to collect it.Said in a deep voice: "General Guan, please come inside."

"Master..." Several people were waiting to enter, but they saw a person flashing out from the side corner of the courtyard. He had already arrived when Guan Ping was fighting Han Rong, but he had been standing in the corner watching, his eyes squinted, his eyes closed. His expression was unpredictable. At this moment, seeing a few people wanting to enter, they came out to speak, and he called Han Rong his master, so he must be his disciple.