Coming out of the county government, on the way back to the camp, Xiao Ji, who was a little behind, quickly followed and asked tentatively: "Lord, do you really plan to let Wang Kuang go?" ”

Wang Kuang obviously knew about today's incident.

It's just that others can't see it, Xiao Ji, Xi Ce, and Guo Jia are such smart characters, and it is not difficult to guess the answer after a little speculation and pondering.

"It's useless to kill."

This is the answer given by Lu Bu, Wang Kuang did not break the cup, which means that this person has no heart to fight. Even when Han Hao felt that the victory was in his hands, Wang Kuang still chose to give up.

Based on this alone, Lu Bu would not have killed him.

The next day, Lü Bu went to the Hanoi military camp to inspect it.

Knowing that Lu Bu was coming, the Hanoi soldiers who were practicing became more and more energetic, and every time they made an assassination action, they yelled 'kill' in their mouths, and their momentum shook the sky, thinking of performing well in front of Lu Bu.

Walking around the martial arts arena, Lu Bu, who was wearing an ink-colored military robe, bowed his head slightly, and couldn't help but praise: "He is worthy of being a son of Hanoi, and his momentum is three points stronger than others." ”

Hearing Lu Bu's praise, Fang Yue, who was accompanying him, was happy in his heart, but he said humbly: "Da Sima praises." ”

After walking for a while on the edge of the martial arts arena, a weapon stood not far ahead.

Lu Bu stepped forward and took out the halberd from the weapon rack, shook it in his hand, then looked back at Fang Yue, and asked with a smile: "General Fang, learn from each other?" ”

Fighting against the strong is the dream of every warrior.

Fang Yue's eyes obviously flashed with excitement, but he was quickly suppressed by him, and he retreated: "The last general will not dare." ”

"What, I'm afraid I'll hurt you?" Lu Bu, who wiped the halberd rod, did not stop there, but became agitated.

Hearing Lu Bu's idle tone, which didn't take himself seriously, Fang Yue felt insulted, and the self-esteem in his heart no longer allowed him to continue to escape.

Fang avoided it, not because Fang Yue was afraid of Lu Bu, but because of the difference in identity, dignity and order.

Since Lu Bu refuses to give up and wants to provoke, he has to fight with him!

Fang Yue took a spear from the side, clenched his hand, and took two steps back, subconsciously distancing himself from Lu Bula.

Call~~~

The breeze blew, rolling up the cyan fallen leaves on the ground, and the sideburns that brushed the corners of the face flew slightly.

"Da Sima, be careful!"

After drinking this, Fang Yue's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and the momentum of the whole person exploded, like a wild horse, galloping up, the spear clenched in his hand let out a low hissing sound, drawing a long straight line on the ground.

So fast!

Several onlookers nearby exclaimed in their hearts.

Chen Wei and Huang Zhong, who followed Lu Bu, were much more indifferent, if one of them played against Fang Yue, they would be confident enough to receive this fierce shot.

The corners of Lu Bu's mouth hooked a touch of arc, he took half a step back under his feet, held the middle end of the halberd with his right hand, and handed it out head-on.

Woo!

The moment the halberds collided, there was a piercing soft roar, and a series of tiny sparks were drawn on the surface of the two weapons.

"General Fang, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your strength has grown a lot." Lu Bu shouted, his arm strained slightly, and flicked away the cold tip of the spear that was about to stab his face.

Fang Yue's blow, Lu Bu passed in his heart, and the standard of evaluation was naturally based on the strength of the second-rate peak as a reference.

If it is first-class, with Fang Yue's current strength, it is far from enough.

In this world, there are very few powerhouses in the first-class realm, and even if they are martial artists in the second-rate realm, they are also very few.

After practicing martial arts all his life, nine out of nine martial artists may not be able to step into the second-rate realm in his lifetime.

It can be seen that taking the strength of the second-rate peak as the standard is enough to show that Lu Bu has high hopes for Fang Yue.

Hearing Lu Bu's praise, Fang Yue's face did not change at all, but he was overjoyed in his heart, and he was even more energetic, the spear in his hand spun, and he pulled out countless spears.

"Da Sima, I've been chasing you all along!"

A long roar came out of Fang Yue's mouth, and the momentum of the whole person climbed a step again.

"Good time!"

Lu Bu let out a low snort, gathered the strength in his hand, waved the halberd, and Ren Fangyue's strong onslaught was like a rainstorm pear blossom, he was at ease in the wind and rain, standing still.

The fight between the two quickly attracted the attention of the Hanoi soldiers.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to watch the game!

They stopped the drill in their hands, and wanted to go to see it up close, but they didn't dare to step forward, lest they offend Lu Bu. So I could only stretch my neck from a distance and look at the two figures who were fighting fiercely here.

Fang Yue's speed was very fast, whether it was shooting or running, it could be said to be very fast.

He kept stabbing Lu Bu from all directions, just to find his flaws. However, Lu Bu's defense is too perverted, not to mention flaws, even close proximity has become a big problem.

However, the soldiers watching the play didn't understand this, they only saw that Fang Yue was constantly attacking, almost pressing Lu Bu to fight, and the spear skills were fast, reflecting a dazzling cold, and they were dazzled and dizzying.

The soldiers were beaming with joy and applauding in their hearts, as soldiers of Hanoi, they naturally wanted to win. Because what Fang Yue represents is their Hanoi.

Boom!

After a dull urn sound, the two figures separated.

Lu Bu held the halberd obliquely in his hand, and his face under the flying dust, except for a few grains of mud and dust, was still not red and his heart was not beating. On the other hand, Fang Yue has already begun to breathe and breathe in a big mouth, and the qi in his body is surging.

"It's my turn."

Lu Bu, who had been passive from the beginning, said hello simply, his body shook, and he rushed in front of Fang Yue with a few arrow steps, and the halberd in his hand slashed down.

Fang Yue gritted his teeth and propped himself up with the qi machine in his chest.

I don't know why, whenever he attacks Lu Bu, Lu Bu can always easily avoid it, but when Lu Bu attacks, he can't avoid it, so he can only take it hard.

Rumble!

A halberd splits down, like splitting a mountain and breaking a wall.

Fang Yue, who had barely taken this halberd, snorted, took a few steps back, and was almost defeated by this move.

Lu Bu didn't intend to give Fang Yue a chance to breathe, and then bullied himself.

In contrast, Fang Yue had words of suffering, overwhelmed by the wild momentum. Not only that, the rapid speed of the shot, coupled with the fierce halberd technique, made Fang Yue have no power to fight back, so he could only grit his teeth and struggle to support.

However, even though the dangers were repeated, Lu Bu failed to completely defeat Fang Yue.

At this time, Fang Yue finally understood that Lu Bu couldn't win against him, but was deliberately feeding him!

Fang Yue, who was almost in a desperate situation, regained his fighting spirit and began to fight back.

After more than 40 rounds, the competition came to an end.

Although the result still ended in Fang Yue's defeat, he also broke through his own bottleneck under Lu Bu's strong pressure and went further in strength.

The soldiers who watched didn't understand this, but their own general and Wen Hou, the number one in the world, fought alone for forty or fifty rounds, which is a thing for all to see, and if it is spread out in the future, it can also be blown for a while.

At the end of the battle, Fang Yue was sweating profusely.

He came to Lu Bu, who was washing his face with wet wipes, and clasped his fists, and was very grateful in his words: "Xie Da Sima pointed out." ”

Lu Bu handed the wet wipes to Chen Wei casually, patted Fang Yue on the shoulder, and said with a bit of banter: "I, I still like your straightforwardness back then." ”