Summoning of God of War of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 77

Once again, Ji Ling fought hard with Sun Ce, this time Ji Ling had grasped Sun Ce's strength, and was immediately overjoyed.

Ji Ling thought in his heart: "Sun Ce's strength is still not very strong after all, but his explosive power is extremely strong, he just can't last."

"After all, he is still a young general, and his strength is not enough. But if he develops for a long time, I'm afraid he can really fight Lu Bu!"

Ji Ling stabbed out the three-pointed and two-edged sword. His sword technique was not fancy, and he struck completely steadily.

Sun Ce fought hard to resist. His marksmanship is not good at defense, so he is under pressure when defending against Ji Ling's attack.

Moreover, Sun Ce's Overlord Spear is exquisite, but it is not that tricky, it is a flexible and ingenious type.

In addition, Sun Ce's strength is great, and the Overlord Spear is relatively heavy, even if he competes with Ji Ling in strength, he will not lose the wind.

After all, Ji Ling is a battle-tested veteran, and with full experience, he is more confident in dealing with the current Sun Ce.

"Ji Fuyi, you're shooting me!"

"Sun Bofu, what do I have to fear? You will kill me too!"

The two fought fiercely, and even Ji Ling kept yelling, obviously displaying his strength.

Sun Ce was gnashing his teeth.

He recognized Ji Ling's force and knew that he should not be Ji Ling's opponent yet.

Ji Ling is too calm, and has more battle experience than Sun Ce, so he is familiar with many moves.

It would be very difficult for Sun Ce to suppress Ji Ling with his exquisite marksmanship.

Ji Ling slashed out with a knife, and although the wind he brought was not as strong as a super-class warrior, it was definitely not weak.

Moreover, Ji Ling has plenty of physical strength, he belongs to the type who becomes more courageous with each battle, so now he is gradually starting to suppress Sun Ce.

"Sun Bofu, why were you so confident before, but now I suppress you?"

"Your force is too weak. You are no match for me, Ji Fuyi. You son of a tiger from the east of the Yangtze River. I think you and Sun Jian and his son are paper tigers!"

Ji Ling fought steadily and at the same time used psychological tactics, constantly belittling Sun Ce and Sun Jian.

Sun Ce was naturally furious, but he didn't care about speaking, because if he spoke, he would vent his true anger and be completely suppressed by the other party.

Sun Ce sighed in his heart: "Ji Ling is really powerful. When he was fighting with me, he still had the strength to speak."

"I have to calm down. The opponent's strength is very strong, and he is older than me, and his strength exceeds mine."

Sun Ce, who was very angry at first, immediately calmed down. He took a deep breath and used the strength of this breath to resist Ji Ling.

Seeing that his psychological tactics hadn't worked at all, Ji Ling took a deep breath and stepped up his efforts again.

Sun Ce felt the pressure of his arms, and he roared, bursting out with extraordinary strength.

"Ji Fuyi, take another shot at me 'Sunset Shocks'!"

With one shot swung out, Sun Ce completely used the Phoenix Spear as a heavy weapon, and swung it directly at Ji Ling's neck.

This move can be described as ingenious, the spear can be used to attack and defend, and it is close to Ji Ling's vital point.

Ji Ling's heart trembled, and he quickly erected the three-pointed and two-edged knife to block, and the sound of sharp metal impact echoed in the valley.

Even a shallow crater appeared on the ground where the two weapons hit, which was the power of the gang wind.

Martial arts masters can hurt people even by flying flowers and picking leaves, but this is only possible for inner kung fu masters.

Internal masters pay attention to the cultivation of internal strength, often it is a seemingly soft move, but it contains amazing stamina.

The generals are almost all foreign masters, and they pay more attention to physical exercise.

Therefore, when the power reaches a certain level, the weapon will carry the wind.

Both Sun Ce and Ji Ling were strong fighters who had perfected their foreign kung fu skills, and every time they fought each other, the wind that aroused was astonishingly powerful.

Gan Ning watched Sun Ce and Ji Lingdao go back and forth, couldn't help swallowing, and said with emotion: "You Ping, it seems that Bofu held back his hands when he competed with us before."

"And I didn't expect Ji Ling to be so strong. I only fought against him a few moves before, but I didn't expect him to be so physically strong."

Zhou Tai squinted his eyes to watch the battle. He took a deep breath and said, "From now on, I will work hard to be like Ji Ling, and you should be like the lord."

"The two of us are also different. You are more aggressive than me. Perhaps a spear is more suitable for you. I should be more suitable for a long-handled saber. I will start practicing sabers when I go back."

Zhou Tai continued: "Besides, my lord did show his full strength in the competition with us before. Now he can only be said to be strong when he encounters the strong, and his martial arts have become more refined."

Moreover, Sun Ce has become stronger, and Gan Ning agrees very much. After all, several months have passed, and Sun Ce has been practicing martial arts hard.

After hearing Zhou Tai's words, Gan Ning nodded slightly.

He is actually not good at fighting generals, but likes to lead troops into battle.

But this does not mean that Gan Ning does not have the strength of a general. On the contrary, he prefers to fight against the strong, and his force is not weak.

Ji Ling fought back against Sun Ce's left arm with the three-pointed and two-edged knife, and Sun Ce immediately returned the spear to block, trying to block the blow.

But Ji Ling's strength was still so great, he swung the three-pointed two-edged knife with all his strength, shaking the Phoenix Spear.

Sun Ce's chest suddenly felt tight. Although he blocked the blow, he felt very uncomfortable in his chest.

Ji Ling also suddenly felt a strong counter-shock force, but immediately stabilized his body and attacked Sun Ce again.

Sun Ce was caught off guard.

He felt a little flustered, but still fought hard to resist Ji Ling, but his left shoulder was still scratched.

Blood spurted from the wound, and Sun Ce didn't seem to feel the pain, but resisted Ji Ling even more violently.

Seeing that Sun Ce was injured, Ji Ling was overjoyed, lowered the strength on his arm, and turned to attack quickly.

Ji Ling's fighting skills are very abundant, and his three-pointed double-edged sword can also be exquisite or violent. This time he wants to defeat Sun Ce with speed.

Ji Ling thought in his heart: "As long as you can hurt him, you can defeat him! The injured left arm will become Sun Ce's weakness."

Sun Ce's physical strength was about to be exhausted, but he still refused to admit defeat and just fought hard.

From time to time, they could fight back against Ji Ling, but it didn't have much effect. The age gap made them gradually distinguish their advantages and disadvantages.

Ji Ling's physical strength was endless, and he gradually gained the upper hand.

Ji Ling started to press down on Sun Ce, and Sun Ce's forehead bulged with veins, and he yelled, "Ji Ling, shoot me!"

"Aha!"

Ji Ling also roared loudly, and the weapons of the two collided again, and a strong wind burst out.

Both Ji Ling and Sun Ce felt tightness in their chests, especially Sun Ce, who knew he was injured.

Ji Ling was also a little uncomfortable, but he often experienced this feeling, and it was common on the battlefield.

Although Ji Ling and Sun Ce could fight again, their horses were exhausted.

Ji Ling's horse fell to the ground directly. After all, it was not a good horse. The impact of the two fierce generals' battle would all affect the horse.

Ji Ling was startled, he quickly jumped off the horse and stood on the ground to be wary of Sun Ce.

Sun Ce's horse couldn't hold on any longer, and knelt directly on the ground, but there was nothing serious about it.

Sun Ce's horse is a famous horse.

After Ji Ling's horse fell down, he immediately vomited blood, obviously dying from internal injuries.

Sun Ce stood on the ground to be wary of Ji Ling, then laughed loudly and said, "Haha! Your Excellency is worthy of being the number one general under Yuan Shu's command, and I, Sun Bofu, have learned the lesson!"

"That's the end of today's heads-up, we'll see you tomorrow in Danyang City!"

Sun Ce retreated slowly, Zhou Tai and Gan Ning saw that the lord did not intend to continue fighting, so they came to support him one after another.

Ji Ling's lieutenants also rushed over to protect the main general, while keeping an eye on Gan Ning and Zhou Tai.

Ji Ling understood what Sun Ce meant.

Sun Ce said that we will meet in Danyang City tomorrow, which means that he will conquer Danyang City tomorrow.

He and Sun Ce were considered a tie, and no one could decide the winner. Ji Ling knew that Sun Ce's bet naturally didn't count.

Ji Ling laughed loudly, and responded: "Hahaha! Sun Bofu, I remember you, your martial power is very good. If there is another day, I will definitely take your head!"

"As for tomorrow, I really hope to see you in Danyang City, but it will be you who is tied up."

After Ji Ling finished speaking, he immediately retreated and exited Woniugang under the protection of the lieutenant general.

Seeing that Ji Ling was retreating and gradually leaving his post, Sun Ce finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Sun Ce stuck the Phoenix Spear on the ground, supported the Phoenix Spear with both hands, and lowered his head to spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Although Gan Ning and Zhou Tai were shocked when they saw it, they were not too nervous.

They have also been injured, so they naturally understand that it is a good thing for the lord to squirt black blood.

If this mouthful of black blood can't be sprayed out, I'm afraid the internal injury will be very serious, and it will easily affect the body.

Sun Ce wiped off the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and said to Gan Ning and Zhou Tai, "This Ji Fuyi is really powerful. He actually beat me to internal injuries. It's not easy!"

"Youping, I will have a day off tomorrow. You can attack Danyang City instead of me. Remember that it is only a feint attack."

"Ji Ling must know that my injury is serious. If he sees that I am not personally leading the troops, he will probably resort to a strategy of robbing the camp."

Sun Ce took a deep breath and stood up straight, then clenched his fists.

Looking in the direction of the north entrance of Woniugang, Sun Ce said firmly to himself that he must defeat Ji Ling.

Walking out of Woniugang under the guard of the lieutenant general, Ji Ling couldn't help but spat out a small mouthful of blood, but he was better.

Although Ji Ling also suffered a little bit of internal injury, the injury was not serious, and he could recover after drinking some medicine and sleeping.

In addition, Ji Ling is often injured in battles, and his body's resilience has gradually improved. After all, he is still in his prime.

Ji Ling also took a deep breath, and said: "Tomorrow, if you defend the city, if you see that it is not Sun Ce who led the troops to attack the city, come and report to me immediately."

"Of course, if Sun Ce came to attack the city in person, then tell me too, and I will make a plan for it."

Ji Ling returned to normal after only a few breaths, but still felt chest tightness.

Not as seriously injured as Sun Ce, Ji Ling is relatively stronger than the current Sun Ce.

(End of this chapter)