"Clang!!" Lu Bu's Fang Tian Painting Halberd collided heavily with the giant Weng Zhong's one-legged bronze spear, and a cremation broke out at the intersection.

"Hahahaha, the little baby is very strong, hehe, but if there is only this ability, you can't fight me today!" Weng Zhong looked down at Lu Bu, who was only half his height, and said with a smirk.

"Tsk! The strength and size are useful. Today, let you know why the flowers are so red! Roar!!" Lu Bu's muscles in his arms burst out, and he used all his strength to force Weng Zhong to press Weng Zhong on his painting halberd to open the one-legged bronze spear. With the almost unparalleled force when Weng Zhong pressed down just now, he turned around half a circle and twisted his waist, stabbing the halberd of Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand hard at Weng Zhong's big face.

"Huh!!" Although Weng Zhong was tall and big, his movements were not clumsy at all. Seeing Lu Bu's Fang Tianhua Ji stabbing him with a scream, Weng Zhong's waist collapsed like a sudden break, and he actually avoided Lu Bu's "returning horse halberd".

"Die me!!" Weng Zhong was obviously in a violent state. He just dodged Lu Bu's move, "Return Horse Ridge", and immediately rolled on the spot and swept the one-legged bronze spear in his hand towards Lu Bu's chest. If the one-legged bronze spear in his hand was swept, even if Lu Bu was not swept into two pieces, his sternum would definitely be broken, and even his fragile heart and lungs would be smashed into flesh paste!

‘Danger!!’ This thought flashed through Lu Bu’s mind like a flash of lightning, and immediately a "lao Du rolled over" escaped with the one-legged bronze spear on it.

"General Wang, there will be one injury when two tigers fight each other. I think it's almost time to end this battle, right?" Seeing the thrilling life-and-death battle between Lu Bu and the giant man Weng Zhong over there, the young general next to Wang Jian could no longer bear it.

Wang Jian shook his head: "It's just a few rounds. How can we decide the winner? Besides, that person is not a soldier of our Qin army, but he shows his strength in our military academy. If he doesn't reduce his spirit here, wouldn't our morale be defeated by one of them?"

"But..." The young general had to defend himself if he was unwilling to accept his morale.

"Li Xin! What I, Wang Jian, have the final say here? Even if the king has promoted you so much, it is not your turn to point me in trouble now!!" Wang Jian shouted coldly, leaving the young general stunned.

‘It turns out that General Wang is really dissatisfied with me.’ The young general, Li Xin, who was mentioned by Wang Jian, was extremely bitter when he heard this.

Turning his gaze to the two sides of the battle, Lu Bu facilitated the giant Weng Zhong to fight for more than 30 rounds. At this time, both sides were gasping for more than ten meters away, and their eyes were staring at each other, as if they both wanted to kill each other with their eyes.

"Huff, good boy, Mao had reached this level before he had developed martial arts skills. Could it be that he had started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb?" The giant man Weng Zhong breathed the air greedily, as if he would suffocate to death in the next moment.

"A monster is a monster. He is so big but still so flexible. If he lives in the 21st century and goes to the NBA, that would be great?" Lu Bu stared at the 'monster' in front of him who was more than three meters taller than him, and his heart was full of 'jealousy'.

"Roar!!! Come again!!!" After a while, Weng Zhong stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, his muscles tensed up, and rushed towards Lu Bu with a violent aura like a mountain.

‘Attack you!!’ Lu Bu bowed his body, and the crescent blade of Fang Tianhuaji in his hand slashed heavily at Weng Zhong’s calf.

"Despicable!" What Weng Zhong hated the most was that others attacked him, because in this way, he would have to bend over to fight against others, and then his height would become a burden.

Lu Bu attacked Weng Zhong for several rounds in a row. Seeing that Weng Zhong had more defense and less attack, he knew that his guess was correct.

"Despicable? If everyone comes to attack you in the future, will you still cry?" Lu Bu returned all the sarcastic words of Weng Zhong.

"What is that young man in white? How could he beat General Weng Zhong to more defense than attack?" Qin Junjia murmured with a confused look on his face.

Qin Junyi clenched his fists: "If I could have the martial arts skills of him, wouldn't it be like playing if I wanted to make a contribution on the battlefield in the future?"

Qin Junbing looked at Qin Junbing beside him with contempt: "You haven't woken up yet. Look at that person who is just skilled in martial arts? Didn't you see that General Weng Zhong fights that person a few times, basically he is not at a disadvantage? I dare say that you don't have the strength to add five of them!"

Just as the Qin army was talking, the situation of the battle suddenly changed drastically. When Weng Zhong's one-legged bronze spear hit Lu Bu Fangtian's painting halberd, Lu Bu suddenly used a locking technique to use the small branches of the painting halberd to block the one-legged bronze spear on the top of Weng Zhong's one-legged bronze spear. Lu Bu took advantage of Weng Zhong's stunned hands and exerted force. Fangtian's painting halberd was squeezing hard, and actually twisted Weng Zhong's one-legged bronze spear from Weng Zhong's hand!

Weng Zhong clenched his fists in order not to expose his bloody hands. In fact, the tiger's mouths of Weng Zhong and Lu Bu had already cracked when they fought with Lu Bu several head-on battles. However, just now Lu Bu endured the severe pain in his hands and launched a "raid", which caught Weng Zhong off guard and actually lost his weapons at this time! To some extent, this means that Weng Zhong has lost!!

But Weng Zhong had the slightest idea of ​​admitting defeat in his heart, and stood there straight, with his hands hanging from his waist and staring coldly at Lu Bu, who was already showing joy on his face.

"Gen. Weng Zhong's weapon was taken away?" Qin Junjia's eyes were wide open.

"How could this be the case!!" Qin Junyi murmured in a daze.

"General Weng Zhong lost." Qin Junbing sighed lightly.

"Wait! Look!!" Qin Junding suddenly pointed to the field.

After Lu Bu took over the weapons of Fang Tian's painting halberd, he was happy and threw the one-legged bronze spear aside. After Lu Bu took a look at Weng Zhong's expression. However, when he saw Weng Zhong's fierceness when he was just fighting, Lu Bu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why, don't accept it?" Lu Bu asked with a smile on his face as a winner.

"I will never give up my body!" Weng Zhong said coldly...

Lu Bu grinned at the corner of his mouth, and his arms holding the halberd stretched out: "Then I will let you fall down forever! Drink!!"

Seeing Lu Bu's Fang Tian Huaji about to pierce into his chest, even some Qin soldiers watching from afar could not help but exclaim, Weng Zhong smiled slightly and let Lu Bu's Huaji stab him.

"Clang!!" The head of the Fangtian Painted Salute, which was created by the founder of Linzi City, was made by a variety of rare materials. When it pierced the clothes in front of Weng Zhong's chest, it actually made a sound that only happened when the metal and iron were intertwined!

"What! It's impossible!!" Lu Bu's eyes almost popped out of his eyes! Could this monster who is more than three meters tall have trained himself to the "Indestructible Body of Vajra"? It's not so exaggerating!!!

Weng Zhong's bloody mouth was opened again, and a pair of palm-shaped hands took advantage of Lu Bu's distraction, grabbed Lu Bu's painting halberd and pulled it hard. He actually used his own brute force to seize the Fangtian painting halberd from Lu Bu's hands!!

"Hiss~~" Lu Bu also held his hands tightly. There were many scale-shaped carvings on the body of his Fang Tian Huaji, which were originally used for anti-slip. However, when his Huaji was dragged away by Weng Zhong, because he held the scales tightly with both hands, the layer of skin on his palm was scraped off when the Huaji was finally seized!

At this time, Lu Bu didn't care to check his bloody hands. When the painting halberd was seized, Lu Bu retreated suddenly and retreated to the place where he had just abandoned the one-horned bronze spear before stopping. He picked up the one-horned bronze spear that was about 90 pounds. Lu Bu endured the severe pain and held the spear tightly with his hands, pointing straight at Weng Zhong.

The battle situation turned out to be strangely returned to balance.

If you want to know what happens next, please see the next breakdown.

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Chapter completed!