"Arrogance!"

The Xiliang generals present slapped the table and stood up, looking at Lu Bu with a furious expression, this surnamed Lu inevitably didn't take them too seriously.

"Taishi, please fight, I am willing to compete with Lu Bu!"

"Taishi, this person is arrogant, please allow me to ......"

Li Meng, Wang Fang and others immediately asked for battle, not only to defeat Lu Bu, but also to grow back in front of the Son of Heaven and hundreds of officials.

Dong Zhuo ordered all the seats at the table to be lifted out, arranged according to the number of seats, and it was still him who was the host who sat in the middle of the main seat.

The open space outside the hall is very wide, as long as it is not comparable to the cavalry battle, the ordinary competition is completely more than enough. Dong Zhuo also asked someone to bring a weapon rack from the school martial arts field in the mansion, and all eighteen kinds of weapons were complete.

Hu Zhen hugged Lu Bu with a fist, "General Lu, please advise!" ”

After Lu Bu returned the salute with his fists, he stood in place, and did not draw the sword at his waist for a long time.

Dong Zhuo was a little puzzled, but he didn't forget to remind: "Feng Xian, if you feel that the sword doesn't fit, you can go to the weapon rack to get a weapon that you can take advantage of." ”

Lu Bu thanked Dong Zhuo for reminding him, but his footsteps did not move at all, he stretched out his hand and hooked his finger towards Hu Zhen, which was extremely provocative.

Hu Zhen is a reckless person, under Dong Zhuo's command, he often relies on his martial arts, and his temperament is irritable, Lu Bu's contemptuous action instantly exploded the powder keg in his heart.

Since you want to die, then I will send you to the Yama Temple today!

With a gloomy face, Hu Zhen rushed to Lu Bu's position three feet in front of him, and the sharp blade in his hand was raised high, slashing down at Lu Bu's neck and shoulder from obliquely above.

This guy used to chop?

A flash of disappointment flashed in Lu Bu's eyes, although he was not a master of swordsmanship, he still knew the basic techniques of making swords. The sword is the 'king of a hundred blades', which is characterized by lightness, agility, free and easy, elegant and flexible, and the customary techniques are mostly stabbed, picked, broken, pointed, and pulled.

If you slash it, it will dull the sword itself.

Hu Zhen's use of chopping as a starting style can only show one thing, that is, he doesn't know anything about swordsmanship.

Han Dynasty officials wore swords mostly as decorations to set off their own prestige. There are very few battlefield generals who use swords to go into battle, and most of them are mainly long soldiers.

Lu Bu's body was slightly sideways, and he easily avoided this blow, which was particularly dangerous in the eyes of outsiders.

A sword missed, Hu Zhen was unwilling, and was ready to attack again. Then, when he raised his sword, a punching bag-sized fist met him.

Rumble!

Hu Zhen, who didn't have time to parry, had a dark eye in his eyes and ate this iron fist. The strength of Lu Bu's fist can be imagined, Hu Zhen's head drove his body to lean back at the same time, and his steps were uncontrollable and he staggered back a few steps.

After gaining a firm foothold, Hu Zhen still had gold stars in his eyes, he shook his head vigorously, felt a little cool in his nostrils, and reached out to touch it, and there was scarlet blood on his fingers.

Damn it!

Hu Zhen roared irritably, he wanted to teach Lu Bu a lesson, but he never thought that he would be punched by the opponent in the first round and had a nosebleed.

The Son of Heaven, the Grand Master, and a group of courtiers are all watching!

Hu Zhen felt embarrassed, wiped the blood flowing from his nostrils with his left hand, and rushed towards Lu Bu again with a resentful expression.

Hu Zhen waved the blade of his sword and slashed at Lu Bu in the head.

Lu Bu would not be stupid enough to pick up the white blade empty-handed, his body dodged left and right, and he walked leisurely under his feet.

The hundreds of officials watching the battle opened their lips in surprise, their jaws almost fell to the ground, and countless sword shadows fell, and they were stunned that they failed to hurt Lu Bu in the slightest.

The wind and rain have passed, and the rain does not stain the clothes.

Lu Bu's expression was free, and while dodging, he took out his spare time to look at the extremely violent Hu Zhen. A random slash like his is only useful for the first few hits, and the further back it goes, the more flaws it will become.

Looking at Hu Zhen's technique, it should have been a two-handed weapon before. Because when he slashes with his right hand, his left hand will unconsciously swing up slightly.

Looking at Hu Zhen's body and physique, the front and back are connected, and it is estimated that what he is good at should also be heavy weapons such as plate axes.

Hu Zhen couldn't hurt Lu Bu, and in addition to resentment, he also had a trace of anxiety. Taishi and the Son of Heaven and the hundred officials were all watching from above, after such a long time, he couldn't handle Lu Bu, and Hu Zhen was afraid of leaving a bad impression of incompetence in their hearts.

But Lu Bu's guy is clearly close in front of him, he can't slash it, not to mention his body, even if he can cut some clothes!

Hu Zhen was even a little skeptical that Lu Bu was deliberately playing him like a monkey.

After a few slashes, Hu Zhen finally couldn't hold back the anger in his chest, stopped his movements, and shouted loudly: "Lu Bu, what a good man to cower, if it's a man, don't dodge and dodge anymore, and fight me head-on!" ”

Lu Bu also felt that it was almost time to end, the cat teased the mouse, and he would get tired of it after a long time.

Stop the steps under your feet, and advance instead of retreating.

Seeing this, Hu Zhen snickered Lu Bu for his radical method, his eyes were shining, and he roared in his mouth: "It's a good time!" ”

simply abandoned the long sword and rushed to Lu Bu.

The moment the two met, a long fist burst out at the same time.

The hearts of the Son of Heaven and the hundred officials in the stands were all tight, and Dong Zhuo, who was holding a wine cup in his hand, also stopped at this moment.

"Lu Bu, this guy, lost."

Li Meng, who was lower in the left of the seat, shook his head slightly and took the lead in giving an answer.

Wang Fang on the side thought so, and listened to his tone, which had the same meaning as the hero: "It is undeniable that Lu Bu does have some strength, but in terms of strength alone, Hu Zhen is famous for his strong arms, and no one in the entire Xiliang army may be able to defeat him." ”

Hu Zhen is full of confidence in his strength, and if he punches down, if he says something unpleasant, Lu Bu may die.

But he still didn't have the slightest pity in his heart, and he didn't slow down the strength he used, who made you embarrass me like this, even if you die, you deserve it!

Moreover, Hu Zhen was not worried that killing Lu Bu would attract Dong Zhuo's investigation, in the words that Dong Zhuo had taught him before: the strong live, and the weak die.

Bang!

The two iron fists faced each other in the air, and the sound they made was particularly muffled.

Hu Zhen's face with his back to everyone had a painful look, but more of it was still in disbelief, and the clenched fist in his hand had been loosened into chicken feet, trembling non-stop.

The violent force that emanated from Lu Bu's hand almost shattered the bone joints on his palm.

Recalling the strength of Lu Bu's first punch, Hu Zhen was a little afraid in his heart, if Lu Bu used such strength with his first punch, it might ...... He's dead.

Lu Bu broke Hu Zhen's fist, grabbed his wrist with his left hand, bowed his back slightly, pressed against Hu Zhen's chest, and exerted force with his left arm, and with the inertia of his shoulder, he easily knocked this burly man weighing nearly two hundred to the ground.

"This, this, what's going on?"

Some of the old ministers rubbed their eyes again, and before they could see the movement clearly, Hu Zhen had already fallen to the ground and groaned in pain.

There is no need to evaluate the winners and losers of the competition.

This ending also exceeded the expectations of many Xiliang generals, especially Li Meng and Wang Fang, who had just asserted that Lu Bu would be defeated, and they were slapped in the face in public.

But both of them were unconvinced, feeling that Lu Bu was just a fluke victory, if Hu Zhen took out his double-plate axe, it is estimated that Lu Bu would have been defeated long ago.

Hu Zhen was born in Xiliang, and in a sense, he can be regarded as the representative of the Xiliang Army.

Personal honor and disgrace are small, but Xiliangjun's face is big.

Li Meng and the others naturally wanted to find their way back, so they got up and said to Dong Zhuo: "Taishi, we also want to ask General Lu for advice. ”

Dong Zhuo took a sip of wine, but still didn't say anything to stop it.

Li Meng stepped out of his seat, but Lu Bu stretched out his hand and made a pause gesture at this time.

Seeing this, Li Meng stopped his steps, and sneered: "What's the matter, the general is afraid?" ”

Lu Bu smiled, "Don't rub it in, let's go together." ”