Three Kingdoms: From Hulaoguan to Global Hegemony

Chapter 115

In fact, Wang Yue is not old, he just passed 50 years old.

The young Wang Yue was born in a poor family, but with a strong personality, he has always dreamed of becoming a leader.

Later, his relatives were persecuted to death by the local big family, which also turned his strong heart into a character of revenge.

In order to avenge his family, Wang Yue became a knight-errant. After completing his apprenticeship, he returned to his hometown and assassinated his enemies.

Afterwards, he continued to wander around as a knight-errant, and by a chance coincidence, he was appreciated by the emperor and became the emperor's teacher.

Being able to walk freely in the palace made him feel that he has become a figure admired by the world, and watching the intoxicated life in the palace all day long also aroused Wang Yue's desire for power.

It's a pity that he has no other strengths except swordsmanship. After many failed attempts to obtain an official position, his temper became very irritable and irritable.

Later, Emperor Ling passed away, and the court became even more chaotic, and Wang Yue became a little person who was not valued again.

Just out of vanity in his heart, he still regarded himself as the emperor's teacher. Out of revenge, he even assassinated several officials who had humiliated him.

And as he became emperor Liu Xie's emperor teacher again, Wang Yue's vanity burst again, and at the same time, he regarded the title of the number one swordsman in the late Han Dynasty as a treasure even more.

To put it bluntly, Wang Yue is actually a greedy person for fame and fortune, but even if he became the emperor teacher of the three dynasties, he only has a false name and has not been really reused.

Successive failures in his official career and his growing age made his psychology even more distorted.

What he dislikes being mentioned the most on weekdays is his full head of white hair. He has already grown his hair but has achieved nothing. The only thing he can do is swordsmanship.

So if someone dares to question his swordsmanship, then Wang Yue will definitely ask for an on-the-spot competition to justify his name.

"I, Wang Yue, am not a white-haired old man. I am the emperor's master. I am the number one swordsman. Anyone who dares to despise me will be punished by the pure Jun sword in my hand!"

The sound of a sword being drawn out of its sheath resounded through the pavilion, and Wang Yue pulled out his pure Jun sword.

"Don't King Zhongshan plan to draw his sword?"

Wang Yue looked hostile, because Liu Yu not only mentioned his white hair, but also belittled his swordsmanship.

Unlike Wang Yue, Liu Yu looked relaxed at the moment, but he had long since lost a liking for Wang Yue in his heart.

As the saying goes, people respect me one foot, I respect others ten feet, people destroy me one chestnut, and I win three times. If you dare to make a killer move, don't blame me for abusing you.

He didn't want to start a conflict with Wang Yue, but the other party misunderstood that he despised him with just one sentence, and even insisted on arrogance. Such a narrow-minded person does not deserve respect.

Dealing with such a person cannot be simply defeated, but requires abuse, brutal abuse!
So Liu Yu didn't draw his sword, and he didn't bring a saber at all. He was going to defeat the opponent empty-handed, which would not only win beautifully, but also psychologically defeat Wang Yue's pride and vanity.

The victory on the scene will only hurt the opponent for a while, and the psychological trauma is really called madness!
So Liu Yu said contemptuously: "We big men pay attention to respecting the elderly, why do we need weapons to fight you, and it is enough to catch your white blade empty-handed!"

Sure enough, after listening to Liu Yu's words, Wang Yue was like a wild dog whose tail was pulled by someone, and was about to explode on the spot.

"My sword skills are all killing moves. The sword has no eyes. King Zhongshan must be careful!"

Before he could answer, Wang Yue made a killer move, and saw Chun Jun's sword piercing Liu Yu's throat as quickly as a poisonous snake.

It's just that in Liu Yu's eyes, it's not the bronze sword that's poisonous, but the eyes of the sword holder, those sunken but scarlet eyes are more like the poisonous snake's letter.

"Well, you Wang Yue, I have no grievances or enmities with you, but you want to kill me as soon as you make a move, then don't blame me for being merciless!"

This move is Wang Yue's nirvana, every time he uses it, his opponent's blood will be splashed for three steps, and it is precisely this move that he used to draw in the duel with Lu Bu.

In fact, Wang Yue never thought that Liu Yu was stronger than Lu Bu. He felt that the reason why Liu Yu could easily defeat Liu Guanzhang before Hulao Pass was because Lu Bu had already exhausted the three opponents before.

Liu Yu was able to win because he took advantage of his physical strength.So he still felt that Lu Bu was the number one master of horse fighting, and he was the king of swords on the ground.

Seeing that Chun Jun's sword was less than a foot away from the target, Liu Yu still didn't make any move.

"The rumors are really unbelievable. This Liu Yu's force might not be half that of Lu Bu's, but if I continue to move forward, I will definitely kill him. He is the emperor's cousin!"

Just when Wang Yue was hesitating whether to keep his strength, he suddenly felt a strong resistance.

Liu Yu stretched out two fingers to clamp the blade, and the pure Jun sword stopped three inches away from his neck.

With one finger of consonance, he can catch all the attacking weapons within one foot in front of him. This unique skill was learned from the system rewards. Before Hulao Pass, he also used this unique skill to clamp Liu Bei's flying shots. Yellow Dragon Sword.

"How is it possible! He only needs two fingers to block my ultimate move!" The scene before him surprised Wang Yue, but he kept comforting himself in his heart. He caught the blade with his fingers?

Wang Yue is still very confident in his ultimate skill. He doesn't believe that anyone can pinch it with two fingers, not even Lu Bu, so he must have subconsciously withdrew his strength because of Liu Yu's royal status.

Wang Yue was very annoyed at his underestimation of the enemy and relaxation. He wanted to defeat Liu Yu to improve his reputation.

Thinking of this, he was going to pull back the sword with all his strength, and then launched an offensive again.

But things backfired, no matter how hard he tried, the sword was still firmly held by Liu Yu's fingers.

Gradually, Wang Yue's face became extremely ugly.

One is full body strength, the other is just finger strength, the difference in strength between the two is clear at a glance.

"I can control your sword with only two fingers. Could it be that the famous Emperor Master has this skill? If you pull hard, you can force me to change my fingers and use my hands, and you will win!"

Liu Yu sneered extremely contemptuously. This laughter was more lethal than that consonant finger. It not only severely hit Wang Yue's confidence, but also shattered his proud vanity.

In this way, the two stalemate for a while, and Wang Yue became even more disheartened. He actually had other ways to regain control of the sword.

But because of Liu Yu's provocative words, he couldn't get down from the stage, so he could only grab the sword with his strength, but the difference in strength between the two was so obvious that even the emperor in the gazebo could tell who was stronger and who was weaker.

At this time, Dong Bai, who was watching the battle in the gazebo, also showed an extremely disappointed expression, "This...isn't too exciting!"

(End of this chapter)