The two men turned around in an instant with skillful riding skills, and the sharp points of their weapons struck each other's vital points again.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
They kept colliding and fighting. In the blink of an eye, the two sides had fought for more than ten rounds.
The sound of weapons clashing was endless, but the speed of the two figures was dizzying.
The neck, heart, back, waist, arms, hands holding weapons, all factors that affect victory or defeat have become the focus of offense and defense in these dozen rounds.
The two horses crossed each other again, and when they turned their heads, they both paused slightly.
What a strength!
The slight numbness gradually dissipated in his hands, and Zhao Yun was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
His calm mind is insightful, his versatile attack strategies are surprising, his keen adaptability is perfect for defense, and his strength, skills, and equestrian skills are no less than his.
Especially the strength, cannot compare to him!
Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed and his smile did not diminish.
The competition on the battlefield is more than just strength.
"kill!"
The two shouted loudly at the same time and returned to the battlefield again.
So fast! Faster than before!
Zhao Yun's attack seemed to turn into silver light.
Could it be that he still had reservations about the confrontation just now? Everyone watching the battle was surprised.
Zhao Yun's attack has changed!
Huang Zhong's calm face finally showed a look of shock. It was not that Zhao Yun was faster, but that Zhao Yun had performed even more amazing skills.
Huang Zhong frowned, swung the sword in his hand and swept across it again, as if a storm was whistling across the plane. This was his full blow, but when their weapons met again, the sound of the collision was inaudible.
With a gentle tearing sound, the blade followed the silver gun shaft and narrowly missed Zhao Yun's body. Zhao Yun's spear seemed to be ejected under the attack of this heavy force.
That's right, Zhao Yun's weapon was ejected by him, and Zhao Yun easily used this power to attack him again.
The cold hair exploded, and the silver gun swept towards his shoulder at an unprecedented speed.
boom!
Huang Zhong blocked the blow with the handle of his knife. The heavy force made his chest feel tight and his hands numb.
This time Huang Zhong did not immediately turn around and fight again. He rode forward for a short distance to distance himself from Zhao Yun.
From the beginning of the war to now, the two have been fighting for half an hour.
When Huang Zhong turned to look at Zhao Yun again, he breathed a little, but Zhao Yun was still calm and composed.
If we continue fighting like this, I will be consumed to death! The stronger I will be consumed by the opponent! Huang Zhong's face was calm, but there was a storm in his heart.
He recalled fighting alone with a rotating wooden stake when he was a child. Once he hit the "arm" of the wooden stake, the rotating wooden stake would circle around and hit him again. It was like he was fighting with himself.
However, the battle with Zhao Yun was even more abnormal!
Zhao Yun's way of borrowing power is not just spinning. Swinging, stabbing, winding, and entangling, only Huang Zhong could not imagine it, and no one Zhao Yun could do it.
The seven-foot-long silver spear looked like a docile silver dragon in Zhao Yun's hands.
An unprecedented tremor hit Huang Zhong, and at the same time, blood surged into his heart, and high-spirited fighting spirit flowed into his limbs. Huang Zhong roared excitedly.
"kill!"
When they fought again, Zhao Yun clearly felt that Huang Zhong's attack had also changed.
After noticing the difference in strength from the first wave of confrontation, Huang Zhong began to use force to overwhelm him. His moves were wide open and closed, and it felt like he could defeat the opponent ten times with one force.
But now, Huang Zhong restrained his skills and competed with him, and his strength was also unpredictable and heavy.
Zhao Yun was overjoyed, this was exactly the opponent he longed for.
Although there are only three other people in the Jiangdong Army who can compete with him: Sun Ce, Gan Ning, and Tai Shici, the competition with their colleagues is naturally limited.
Zhao Yun has no dissatisfaction. The foundation of martial arts is to strengthen the body, to forge one's rock-solid will, and to gain the power to protect one's beliefs. This is Zhao Yun's understanding of martial arts for ten years.
But sometimes, people crave something a little different.
It's like eating home-cooked food for a long time and occasionally wanting to try the dishes in a restaurant. If I say that I will only eat food from restaurants in the future and don’t want to eat home-cooked food, that’s not necessarily the case.
This is not because we are tired of the past, but because we have some expectations and are eager to find something different in the ordinary.
Zhao Yun has been looking forward to the emergence of such an opponent.
An opponent powerful enough to allow him to touch the thin line between life and death.
The two of them went back and forth, and in this life-and-death battle, they both tried their best, with a variety of moves that were dazzling.
Before I knew it, an hour had passed.
Such a fierce fight to the death is a cruel test of endurance, will, spirit, and reaction. Even the two gods of war are beginning to show their fatigue at this moment.
His breathing became a little short, and the sweat kept flowing down, making the hand holding the weapon feel strange. The violent collision caused the sweat to scatter in all directions.
After Huang Zhong's direct attack was blocked by Zhao Yun, he took advantage of the situation and reversed the attack and swiped the hilt of the knife towards Zhao Yun's back.
Zhao Yun wanted to take advantage of the gap and stab him in the throat, but a warning sign suddenly rose in Zhao Yun's heart.
Maybe it's not as fast as his attack, will I be knocked away first?
He's learning my skills!
Zhao Yun was shocked. Although it was impossible for Huang Zhong to learn his moves and methods of transporting power overnight, as long as he understood the general principles, he could still improve one and a half moves to be decent.
This is Huang Zhong's dissatisfaction with the deadlock and his attempt to break it.
When a warning sign arises in the mind, the body reacts first before the thought is completed. Zhao Yun turned his stab into a block, and at the moment he blocked the blow, he turned it into a sweeping move without even thinking about it.
Although he was surprised by Huang Zhong's strange moves, he was already familiar with how to deal with the same moves in the competition with his senior brothers. Zhao Yun even developed many fighting methods for this purpose, which were already imprinted in his bones. It can be said that Huang Zhong used the wrong person to achieve this unexpected victory.
One blow failed, but Zhao Yun did not expect that the next second, Zhao Yun would make another sweeping move with his backhand. It felt like he thought he had a plan, but Zhao Yun had anticipated it and set up an ambush!
Huang Zhong's eyes widened and he desperately tried to block it, but his body's reaction speed began to fail him.
Wow!
"General Zhao is mighty!"
Jiangdong's army was in an uproar and cheered loudly, but on the other hand, there was dead silence at the top of Changsha City.
Huang Zhong was swept off his horse by Zhao Yun's plan. A blood arrow spurted out from his mouth, and the long knife flew down several meters away.
When Huang Zhong turned over from the ground, he saw Zhao Yun riding straight towards him. He didn't think much and closed his eyes gently. Many people still fear death when they live to old age, but he has long passed the age of fear of death.
"Zilong, show mercy!"
The white horse stopped suddenly, and the tip of Zhao Yun's spear stopped two feet away from Huang Zhong's chest.
Zhao Yun looked back and saw Ji Shu running out of the protective circle of the tower shield in a panic and shouting at him. In an instant, Zhao Yun understood Ji Shu's thoughts.
"Looking forward to another battle with the general!"
Zhao Yun held up his spear and clasped his fists, said something, turned his horse's head and ran back to the formation.
Huang Zhong was stunned for a long time. Compared to escaping, the first thing he felt was anger.
"Why don't you kill me?"
Some people may say that Huang Zhong can be captured alive, but Zhao Yun will not do that. This is a respectable opponent, and capturing him alive is really an insult to him.
In the distance, there was only the figure of Zhao Yun riding away without a word of reply. Huang Zhong couldn't help but feel depressed.
Picking up the knife, mounting his horse, Huang Zhong returned to Changsha City.
Wei Yan was waiting for Huang Zhong at the city gate. He stepped forward to check and saw that Huang Zhong was indeed fine, so he gave up his plan to help Huang Zhong.
The two walked to the top of the city, and Huang Zhong bowed to Han Xuan in shame.
"It will ultimately disgrace the mission."
"waste!"
Han Xuan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, said something coldly and turned away from Huang Zhong.
In fact, Zhao Yun was far from famous at this time. Although he was somewhat famous when he fought under Gongsun Zan against Yuan Shao, with the demise of Gongsun Zan, that reputation was lost to ordinary people.
When they arrived in the south, no one had even heard of Zhao Yun.
In the eyes of the Jingzhou generals, Zhao Yun was just a connected person who was promoted to general as soon as he took refuge with Sun Ce. He happened to be a lucky man who rescued Sun Ce when the Jiangdong family rebelled and was promoted to general.
To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the Han army, the weakest among the generals under Sun Ce was Zhao Yun, who "does not live up to his name".
Silver gun wax head!
This is also the reason why Han Xuan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood after being ridiculed by Zhao Yun.
If Zhao Yun is like this, how can Gan Ning and Tai Shi Ci under Sun Ce be so good?
Looking at Jiang Dongjun's slowly retreating, Han Xuan gradually felt a chill in his heart.
Little did he know that Gan Ning had been shot by Huang Zhong yesterday and was still screaming in pain.
The insider looks at the door, the outsider looks at the excitement.
Wei Yan was furious and was about to step forward to speak justice for Huang Zhong, but was firmly held by a hand.
Wei Yan turned his head and saw Huang Zhong shaking his head dejectedly. Wei Yan had no choice but to turn his head away and remained silent.
The stunning showdown between Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong, which should have been legendary, ended mediocrely due to their sluggish reputation.
