Mythical Three Kingdoms

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”Ding.” The moment Lyu Bu’s Sky Piercer and his arm collided with Xuu Chu’s blade, a brilliant crimson luster burst forth, while Red Hare bit at the treasure horse under Xuu Chu.

Lyu Bu and Xuu Chu backed off as soon as they touched. Sitting on Red Hare, Lyu Bu swayed slightly, ”I underestimated you, your strength is second only to Dian Wei among the military generals I’ve encountered.”

Xuu Chu looked at Lyu Bu with a grave expression. That strike had been the full extent of his power, originally intended to catch Lyu Bu off guard and finish him. Yet Lyu Bu merely swayed on Red Hare, seemingly unaffected.

Squinting, Lyu Bu looked at Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Xuu Chu, ”Today, I shall send you on your way!” Lyu Bu roared, sweeping his Sky Piercer horizontally, enveloping all three in the scope of his attack.

”Kill!” Xuu Chu roared, disregarding all illusions as he slashed at Lyu Bu’s direction, while Guan Yu’s Green Dragon Crescent Blade, carrying a serene gleam, also sliced towards Lyu Bu, and similarly, Zhang Fei’s Serpent Spear twisted towards Lyu Bu’s back.

”This is interesting!” Lyu Bu laughed. He no longer cared about the messy affairs; what was a Three-Family Slave to him? His prowess, ruling the world as Lyu Bu, wouldn’t change because of these things!

Lyu Bu first parried the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, the most threatening to himself, then the tail blade of his Sky Piercer knocked against Zhang Fei’s Serpent Spear. A Soft Force spiraled Zhang Fei’s spear away, smashing it into Xuu Chu’s Great Sword.

”Just like that, you all shall die!” After blocking the trio’s attacks in an instant, Red Hare fiercely rose on its hind legs, a hoof kicking towards Claw Yellow Flying Lightning’s neck, while Lyu Bu, soaring up several feet, swung his Sky Piercer sideways towards Zhang Fei’s chest.

Claw Yellow Flying Lightning beneath Guan Yu dodged with spirituality, retreating backward. But such an action also made it difficult for Guan Yu to block Lyu Bu’s movements.

Meanwhile, Xuu Chu swung his blade at the back of Lyu Bu’s head, but Lyu Bu didn’t even look back. His Sky Piercer thrust directly at Zhang Fei’s chest.

Zhang Fei’s eyes locked onto the Sky Piercer swinging towards him. In that moment, everything slowed, Zhang Fei’s own actions included. His Serpent Spear seemed to move at an incredible angle, appearing in front of the Sky Piercer to the disbelief of others.

Though the Serpent Spear blocked the Sky Piercer, Lyu Bu’s staggering strength bent the spear into a curve, pressing against Zhang Fei’s defense and aiming at him, the force knocking Zhang Fei off his horse.

”Pfft—” Zhang Fei was sent flying several meters. This time, without any protection and Lyu Bu showing no mercy, the blow grievously wounded Zhang Fei.

”Hmph!” At that moment, Xuu Chu’s deadly strike reached right behind Lyu Bu’s ear, Xuu Chu’s face even lifting in smug satisfaction.

”Ding!” With a light ring, Xuu Chu, gripping his blade with both hands, only felt a numbness. His fatal strike was effortlessly deflected, and what met him head-on was the halberd blade of the Sky Piercer. After desperately blocking that hit, Xuu Chu retreated several steps without hesitation, regrouping with Guan Yu.

Xuu Chu may not have seen clearly what had happened due to the close distance of Lyu Bu’s previous strike, but Guan Yu saw the scene clearly with his own eyes. There was no trace of it; one moment Lyu Bu’s Sky Piercer was on the left, yet in the moment Xuu Chu’s blade came close, it appeared in the direction of Xuu Chu.

”Kill!” Guan Yu roared, charging at Lyu Bu first, protecting Zhang Fei behind him.

In the distance, Lyu Bu’s second wave of assault cavalry led by Zhang Liao mounted their horses the moment Zhang Fei was unseated—it was his mission to defeat Guan Yu!

”Mount up, charge!” Zhang Liao roared. This was the best opportunity. The morale of Lyu Bu’s Army had peaked when Lyu Bu brought down Zhang Fei with his halberd, while the spirit of the Mount Tai Army had significantly declined.

[Zhang Fei seems not dead…] Zhang Liao glanced at Lyu Bu’s direction for confirmation. As long as Zhang Fei wasn’t dead, everything was manageable. If Zhang Fei were dead, as Chen Gong had said, everything would be over.

With each of Guan Yu’s swords heavier than the last, each strike lethal, it was unfortunate that they could not take Lyu Bu’s life. On the contrary, Lyu Bu’s halberd, fluttering like a butterfly through flowers, had already left several wounds on Guan Yu. Yet, Guan Yu was not overthrown, his battle spirit grew even stronger, his blade light more intense, even forming a continuous sweep, like moonlight seeping through toward Lyu Bu.

Compared to Guan Yu whose state improved with each exchange, Lyu Bu was somewhat distracted. After bringing down Zhang Fei with a single halberd, he didn’t have much fighting spirit left. This was a critical reason why Guan Yu and Xuu Chu barely managed to fend off Lyu Bu. If Lyu Bu had maintained his earlier frenzied demeanor, Guan Yu and Xuu Chu would be more than lightly injured by now; they would have lost half their lives.

Pei Yuanshao noticed something was amiss even before Zhang Fei was defeated. He could clearly sense the declining spirit of their soldiers, especially since they were three against one and still couldn’t overpower their opponent. Conversely, the morale on Lyu Bu’s side was continuously rising. Pei Yuanshao, who had survived through the defeat of the Yellow Turbans, foresaw that this situation boded ill.

”Old Pei, things are looking bad now. Lyu Bu is too strong, with such a valiant general at the helm, our soldiers’ morale is crushing.” While Pei Yuanshao was pondering, Jiang Gong, who also originated from the Yellow Turbans, approached.