Mythical Three Kingdoms

Huang Zhong held a withered yellow Inner Qi Arrow in his hand. Theoretically, someone else’s Inner Qi Arrow, once shot, can only be neutralized by Inner Qi or dissipate naturally when the Inner Qi is exhausted. Even the person who performed the move cannot retrieve it.

However, Huang Zhong was now defying common sense by holding the withered arrow shot by Lan Tuo. If it weren’t for this traceless arrow, he might have already cut down Qui Fu. However, now saying anything is futile.

Slowly returning to normal, Huang Zhong’s hidden energy and blood gradually receded. His previously explosive muscles also returned to normal, and his dark hair returned to its previously slightly dry state and continued to gradually turn white.

After returning to a normal state, Huang Zhong, now beneath the Cloud Qi, immediately fell into his own army, and, when the Hun People weren’t paying attention, spat out a mouthful of reverse blood.

Although he had once reached that realm, being forced to perform a move beyond this realm was still an enormous drain on Huang Zhong.

With Qui Fu severely injured by Huang Zhong, the originally enveloping black fog gradually dissipated, allowing the Xiliang Iron Cavalry to finally unleash their full power, no longer needing to merely charge back and forth due to the opponent’s black fog.

Theoretically, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, which only performed charge operations, shouldn’t be greatly affected by the black fog. However, in reality, both Jia Xu and Fa Zheng overlooked one point due to their lack of firsthand experience: when a normal person suddenly loses their vision, even if the road ahead is still clear, they will still panic.

Because of this, the Legion Talent that Jia Xu and Fa Zheng deemed meaningless actually brought significant casualties to the Xiliang Iron Cavalry. Although they adapted eventually, the situation was incomparable to now when their vision was unobstructed.

As such, seeing the black fog that made them grind their teeth in anger dissipate, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry went insane, as if on medication, charging recklessly at the Hun Elite Cavalry, intent on venting all their pent-up frustration.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yun’s White Horse Soldiers and Qiu Linbei’s main forces were locked in an intense fight; realistically, the combined number of casualties on both sides was probably just about a thousand.

Qiu Linbei’s Legion Talent was disruption, a stronger means of destroying the opponent’s organizational strength. However, Zhao Yun’s Legion Talent was calmness, immune to all negative effects, directly counteracting the Legion Talents of both sides.

This resulted in the White Horse Soldiers and the Hun Elite Cavalry essentially lacking a leader for both elite legions. Although the White Horse Soldiers had an advantage in speed, mounted archery inflicted little damage on all-around cavalry. Additionally, their opponents could also perform mounted archery and engage in close-range charges, momentarily causing chaos for the White Horse Soldiers.

”Sound the bronze bell, retreat; continuing the fight holds no further meaning.” Huyan Chu, seeing the battlefield situation was at a stalemate and fearing the loss of over three thousand men, ultimately decided to cease fighting.

Although the guards protecting Huyan Chu still had plenty of soldiers left, and it was possible to win by no holds barred fighting, such a victory would be meaningless for the Northern Huns, especially for Huyan Chu himself.

With the sound of the bronze bell being struck on Huyan Chu’s side, the Hun Elite Cavalry began to slowly regroup and retreat under the cover of arrows. As for the Han Army, which initially wanted to pursue them, they too soon began to sound the retreat on their bronze bell.

”The Han Army’s commander is over there.” Huyan Chu squinted his eyes towards Jia Xu and the others on a hillside, knowing at a glance from their plain clothes that they were civil servants.

Zhao Yun and Qiu Linbei, who were in the sky, also began to retreat as the Han and Hun armies separated. Both landed shortly afterward, though differently; Zhao Yun appeared pristine while the opponent showed signs of injury.

However, when Qiu Linbei landed, the aura emanating from him made the Han generals deeply alert; the feeling of being stared down by a beast caught Huang Zhong and Zhang Fei’s attention, prompting them to have their own speculations about Qiu Linbei’s condition.

”Zilong, what about that guy?” Zhang Fei transmitted his voice to Zhao Yun.

”Very strong; he’s effectively like two individuals with Ultimate Inner Qi Manifestation, with qualities in all aspects stacked together, plus a large group of auxiliary miscellaneous soldiers,” Zhao Yun calmly replied to Zhang Fei. ”Capturing him would be very troublesome.”

”It’s troublesome for you to capture any Ultimate Inner Qi Manifestation,” Zhang Fei remarked discontentedly.

Zhao Yun didn’t respond, so Zhang Fei continued on his own, ”You’re unable to unleash your full potential, is it because no one in the world poses a threat to you?”

”I am not sure,” Zhao Yun replied after a moment of silence. He could perceive the threat from Qiu Linbei, but returning spotless as he did suggested Qiu Linbei was strong, yet truly threatening, probably not.

The opponent was indeed formidable, but to say that capturing him wasn’t feasible was a joke. Similarly, to claim Zhao Yun didn’t try hard enough was probably untrue. More likely, Zhao Yun didn’t know how to exert himself fully, as if the power within him remained perpetually restrained.

”You might need to think about it. Your aptitude surpasses mine, yet you might still be unable to defeat me. Of course, it’s also quite possible that even if I go all out, we would just end in a tie,” Zhang Fei transmitted one last remark to Zhao Yun before falling silent.

At this point, Jia Xu and the others arrived on horseback at the front lines. The Northern Huns arranged their formations, and Jia Xu accompanied Huang Zhong to the forefront, while from the opposing side, Chanyu Huyan Chu and Lan Tuo stepped forward.

”I didn’t expect the Chanyu to personally come,” Jia Xu sneered, looking at Huyan Chu, then turned to Huang Zhong and asked, ”Hansheng, can you take down the opponent?”

In such a blatant manner, discussing openly about taking down the opponent, Jia Xu’s provocations were quite obvious.

Lan Tuo, upon hearing this, immediately got angry and poised to attack Jia Xu with a lance. However, Huyan Chu stopped him. On the other hand, Huang Zhong looked eager to fight.

Huyan Chu’s deep gaze swept over Lan Tuo, who obediently stood behind him. Then, Huyan Chu looked at Jia Xu with cold indifference.

”If the Han Army is so confident, why not advance?” Huyan Chu spoke coldly.

”Our Han men are far more precious than your Hun people,” Jia Xu replied to Huyan Chu. Although he lacked the ability to detect others’ Spiritual Talents, even with slight observation, he realized something was amiss; Huyan Chu was likely a possessor of Spiritual Talent.

”We will retreat fifty miles, on the condition that both sides allow recovery of the bodies without attacking each other,” Huyan Chu continued, his expression remaining cold despite Jia Xu’s remark.