The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

"Insanity!"

The Xiliang generals who were sitting here slapped the table and stood up, looking at Lu Bu with a furious expression, this Lu Bu was too contemptuous of them.

"Grand Master, I invite you to fight, and I would like to compete with Lu Bu!"

"Grand Master, this person is arrogant, please allow me..."

Li Meng, Wang Fang and others immediately called for the fight, not only to defeat Lu Bu, but also to gain face in front of the emperor and officials.

Dong Zhuo ordered people to carry all the seats out of the table and line them up according to the number of seats. The one sitting in the center was still him, the host.

The open space outside the hall is very wide, as long as there is no competition in horse riding, it is more than enough for ordinary competitions.Dong Zhuo also asked people to bring weapons racks from the school martial arts field in the mansion. Eighteen kinds of weapons are complete.

Hu Zhen and Lu Bu exchanged fists, "General Lu, please enlighten me!"

After returning the salute with his fists cupped, Lu Bu stood where he was, without drawing out his sword for a long time.

Dong Zhuo was a little puzzled, but he didn't forget to remind: "Feng Xian, if the sword doesn't fit your hand, you can go to the weapon rack and get a weapon that is convenient for you."

Lu Bu thanked Dong Zhuo for reminding him, but he didn't move at all. He stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers towards Hu Zhen, which was extremely provocative.

Hu Zhen was a reckless person, under Dong Zhuo's command he often relied on martial arts, and his temper was violent. Lu Bu's contemptuous action instantly ignited the powder keg in his heart.

Since you want to die, I will take you to the Hall of Yama today!

Hu Zhen with a gloomy complexion was full of anger, and rushed to a position three feet in front of Lu Bu, with the sharp blade in his hand raised high, and slashed down towards Lu Bu's neck and shoulders from diagonally above.

This guy cut it?

A look of disappointment flashed in Lu Bu's eyes. Although he is not a master of swordsmanship, he still understands the basic skills of using a sword.The sword is known as the "lord of a hundred blades". It is characterized by lightness, agility, free and easy, elegant and flexible.

If you cut it, it will make the sword itself dull.

Hu Zhen's use of chopping as a starting gesture can only explain one thing, that is, he knows nothing about swordsmanship.

The swords of officials in the Han Dynasty were mostly decorative to set off their majesty.There are also very few generals on the battlefield who use swords in battle, and most of them still use long soldiers.

Lu Bu leaned slightly, easily avoiding this particularly dangerous blow in the eyes of outsiders.

The sword failed, Hu Zhen was unwilling to reconcile, and prepared to attack again.But when he raised his sword high, a fist the size of a sandbag came head-on.

boom!

Hu Zhen, who didn't have time to parry, was blinded and swallowed the iron fist.The strength of Lu Bu's fist can be imagined, Hu Zhen's head drove his body back at the same time, and he staggered back a few steps uncontrollably.

After standing firmly on his feet, Hu Zhen was still staring at him. He shook his head vigorously and felt a little coolness in his nostrils. When he reached out his hand to touch it, there was scarlet blood on his fingers.

hateful!

Hu Zhen roared violently. He wanted to teach Lu Bu a lesson, but he never thought that he would be punched by the opponent in the first round, resulting in nosebleeds.

The emperor, grand master, and a bunch of courtiers are all watching!

Hu Zhen felt ashamed, wiped the blood from his nostrils with his left hand, and rushed towards Lu Bu again with a look of resentment.

Hu Zhen brandished his sword and slashed at Lu Bu's head.

Of course Lu Bu would not be so stupid as to catch the white blade with his bare hands, he would dodge left and right, and walk leisurely on the ground.

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

The sky is full of wind and rain, and the rain does not touch the clothes.

Lu Bu looked calm, and while dodging, he spared no time to examine the extremely violent Hu Zhen.A random slash like his is only effective for the first few strikes, and the more backward, the more flawed it will be.

Looking closely at Hu Zhen's technique, it should be using two-handed weapons before.Because when he slashed with his right hand, his left hand would unconsciously swing up slightly.

Looking at Hu Zhen's figure and physique, and connecting the front and back, it is estimated that what he is good at wielding should also be a heavy weapon like a broad axe.

Hu Zhen couldn't hurt Lu Bu, and apart from resentment, there was also a trace of anxiety in his heart.The grand master and all the emperor's officials were watching from above. After such a long time, he couldn't handle Lu Bu. Hu Zhen was afraid that they would have a bad impression of being incompetent.

But Lu Bu was clearly right in front of him, no matter what he did, he couldn't hit him, not to mention his body, even if he could cut some clothes!

Hu Zhen even doubted whether Lu Bu was deliberately playing him like a monkey.

After several times of slashing, Hu Zhen finally couldn't hold back the anger in his chest, stopped his movements, and shouted loudly: "Lv Bu, what a brave man you are, if you are a man, don't hide and dodge, and fight me head-on!"

Lu Bu also felt that it was almost time to end the game, as cats would get tired of teasing mice after a long time.

As soon as the footsteps stopped, he did not retreat but advanced.

Seeing this, Hu Zhen was overjoyed that Lu Bu had fallen for his provocative method, his eyes shone brightly, and he roared, "Good job!"

He simply abandoned his long sword and charged at Lu Bu.

The moment the two met, they punched out at the same time.

The hearts of all the emperors and officials in the stands tensed, and Dong Zhuo, who was holding a wine cup in his hand, also stopped at this moment.

"This guy Lu Bu lost."

Li Meng, who was at the bottom left of the seat, shook his head slightly and gave the answer first.

Wang Fang on the side thought it was true, listening to his tone, he had the same meaning as a 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. There's no way anyone can beat him."

Hu Zhen was full of confidence in his own strength, and if he punched down, Lu Bu might die, to put it bluntly.

But he still didn't feel the slightest pity in his heart, and he didn't slow down the strength he used. Who made you embarrass me so much, even if you die, you deserve it!

Besides, Hu Zhen was not worried that killing Lu Bu would lead to Dong Zhuo's investigation. According to what Dong Zhuo taught him before: the strong live and the weak die.

boom!

The two iron fists swung facing each other in the air, making a particularly muffled sound.

Hu Zhen, who turned his back to everyone, had a look of pain on his face, but he still couldn't believe it. The clenched fist in his hand was already loose and would become a chicken claw, trembling non-stop.

The domineering force emanating from Lu Bu's hand almost shattered the joints on his palm.

Recalling the strength of Lu Bu's first punch, Hu Zhen felt a little scared. If Lu Bu had used such strength in his first punch, he might... be dead.

Lu Bu broke Hu Zhen's fist, grasped his wrist with his left hand, bowed his back slightly, and pressed against Hu Zhen's chest. The strong man fell to the ground.

"Hey, what happened?"

Some aged veterans rubbed their eye sockets again. Before they could see the movement clearly, Hu Zhen fell to the ground and moaned in pain.

There is no need to compare the outcome of the competition.