Chapter 20: Realm of the Grandmaster, hard to cool the hot blood

It did not exceed Yu Ke's expectations.

The Lu Family Army won!

After all, the difference in numbers was not too large.

Eight thousand against thirty thousand Iron Pagodas, plus ten thousand infantry supporting the flanks, the enemy was only five times more.

It was a battle of desperation that showed the true hero.

Burning the boats, between life and death, there were often earth-shattering feats.

Yu Ke smiled slightly, feeling honored.

The simulation continues!

【The battle of Hulao Pass was a complete victory, and the Northern Wind army retreated in defeat.】

【At this time, an accident occurred while the two armies were chasing; four monks in white appeared on the field at some point.】

【Coincidentally, in the gap of the army's defense, only a few personal guards remained beside Lu Jiaxuan and his two sons.】

【The four were not well-intentioned; one of the withered old monks could firmly hold down a galloping horse with just his hands, shocking everyone.】

【Seeing this, Ouyang Jingyu's face changed drastically: "Not good, it's the Tantric Zen Master of the Great Snow Mountain!", he knew well that these Tantric monks from the Western Regions had unfathomable strength and were by no means ordinary people.】

【He immediately told Lu Jiaxuan and the three to retreat, while he stayed behind to contain the four.】

【The old monk said 'Amitabha', his face showing compassion, and he threw his prayer beads fiercely, injuring the horses of the three.】

【Seeing this, Ouyang Jingyu faced the old monk like facing a great enemy.】

【Lu Yu, however, curled his lips in disdain.】

【Although the old monk had the appearance of an elderly man, his blood was as full as a middle-aged man's, making Ouyang Jingyu worry if this was the host of the Great Snow Mountain, Zen Master Long Shu.】

【That was a master at the half-step Grandmaster realm.】

【Looking at the four monks in front of him, you could not help but show a look of doubt.】

【You cultivated on Mount Zhongnan, mostly in hard cultivation, rarely asking about other sects.】

【Lu Yu, however, knew other sects like the back of his hand; Lu Yu explained: "The Great Snow Mountain of the Northern Wind, one of the Tantric sects of Buddhism, cultivates body Zen, worships the Joyous Buddha, believes in the so-called 'Desire Heaven' and 'God of Love', believing that the fusion of Yin and Yang is the beginning of all things."】

【Disciples in the sect often have several female pets, like pigs and dogs, often tied with ropes; the Great Snow Mountain has a prestigious status in the Northern Wind, and several Khans of the Northern Wind have cultivated there.】

【I don't know how many women in the Great Daqing were captured by the Northern Wind and sent to the Great Snow Mountain to provide these Zen masters with cultivation techniques and harvest the women's primordial Yin.】

【Once a woman is harvested, she only has a few years to live; it is an evil method.】

【Lu Yu sneered at this, not caring: "Just an evil sect that couldn't survive in the Western Regions; those so-called cultivation methods are minor tricks, not worth mentioning."】

【Hearing this, Ouyang Jingyu shook his head; the kid didn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth. The Great Snow Mountain was a martial arts authority of the Northern Wind for hundreds of years, holding the bull's ear of the Jianghu.】

【You suddenly realized; aren't these just flower monks, using women as cultivation tools? Their evil deeds are simply heinous.】

【I don't know how many women the old monk has ravished to have his current strength.】

【Ouyang Jingyu sensed the aura; except for the old monk whose aura was unclear, the other three had already revealed the pressure of the Grandmaster realm.】

【The Lu father and son injured their horses, destined not to run far, and being caught up would be a dead end.】

【Ouyang Jingyu was extremely anxious in his heart.】

【Ordinary people facing a strong person at the Grandmaster realm had no power to fight back; of course, he knew Lu Yu's strength was not bad, but he was still too young, and if given time, he might not necessarily become a Grandmaster in the future.】

【Ouyang Jingyu gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and blocked the four monks; he could not let the commander of the Lu Family Army die here, or how would he answer to Wang Yang.】

【If Lu Jiaxuan died, the Northern Wind would probably make a comeback immediately.】

【The old monk stayed behind to deal with Ouyang Jingyu and arranged for the other three to walk towards you.】

【Ouyang Jingyu was famous for the broadsword in his hand, weighing seventy-two catties, with moves as open and close as a general leading troops, which is why he had the title of General Sword.】

【However, the old monk used a pair of flesh palms to take it hard, beating Ouyang Jingyu back step by step; after not even ten moves, the counter-shock force came up, and he felt his tiger's mouth ache and his arms sore.】

【He had already confirmed in his heart that this person was the host of the Great Snow Mountain, Zen Master Long Shu, who shook the Northern Wind Jianghu with his 'Arhat Skill' of subduing dragons and tigers.】

【The old monk smiled lightly, a smile squeezed out of his withered face, and said: "Amitabha, little donor, since you have guessed my identity, why bother resisting?"】

【"Your skills are not weak; if you are willing to join my sect, you can be my fourth disciple. I will spare your life and take you to experience the ultimate joy of the human world; why not wonderful?"】

【Grandmaster realm experts were rare in the world, and the Great Snow Mountain only had six.】

【Hearing this, Ouyang Jingyu shouted angrily: "Go to hell, you bald donkey."】

【The old monk didn't care, smiling on his face, but the strength in his hands increased by a few points.】

【Ouyang Jingyu's broadsword could no longer support it and was almost about to slip out of his hand.】

【The gap between a Grandmaster and a half-step Grandmaster was too large; he had already touched that step of the Innate, and his strength and speed had increased several times, not something he could match.】

【Innate was the realm pursued by martial artists in the world.】

【At this time, a voice sounded.】

【"Old monk, you should let people be your eldest disciple; it seems you have no disciples left."】

【A voice sounded.】

【Lu Yu had already arrived in front of the two at some point.】

【The old monk turned back in doubt; the scene in front of him made his eye sockets crack.】

【Just look, his three disciples were already lying in a pool of blood, with no life left.】

【The old monk could not believe it, his eyes full of anger; the Great Snow Mountain losing three Grandmasters was already a serious injury to the bones.】

【Even Ouyang Jingyu, who had finally gotten a chance to breathe on the side, had a face full of shock.】

【He looked at the young man in front of him again; Lu Yu had an Innate aura flowing on him, not putting up a fist stance, but naturally had a fist intent on his body.】

【"This is the... Empty Fist of the Sanzhen Sect!"】

【Fist intent roaming the body, Grandmaster realm.】

【Ouyang Jingyu was inexplicably shocked.】

【This Lu Yu had actually stepped into the Grandmaster realm, but it was impossible to instantly kill three Grandmasters of the same realm.】

【He could not help but tighten his heart, having some guesses, but immediately denied them.】

【The old monk was already angry, "Killed my disciples, I want you to pay with your life."】

【The ending had no surprises; Long Shu only lasted a dozen moves in Lu Yu's hands; Lu Yu pinched a fist seal and smashed the old monk's shoulder, then punched his head, dying with blood flowing from his seven orifices.】

【Before the old monk died, his eyes were wide open.】

【A pair of eyes could not close in death, muttering in his mouth: "Grandmaster realm, how is it possible!"】

【Also wide-eyed was Ouyang Jingyu, who was already sluggish upon hearing the old monk's words before death.】

【A twenty-year-old Grandmaster realm, how was this possible, but the facts were before his eyes, and he could not help but believe it.】

【Hulao Pass victory, Lu Family Army eight thousand broke forty thousand, beheading over thirty thousand.】

【Once this news came out, it shocked the world.】

【This was the first major victory for the Great Daqing in twenty years.】

【Thousands of households in the south ran to tell each other, and for a time, the name Lu Family Army spread throughout the world.】

【As the Northern Wind army withdrew from the Yellow River, Wang Yang stood on the city wall, his heart shocked, tears streaming down his face.】

【Won, really won.】

【This day, your father, who returned victorious, took out the precious wine he had treasured for many years, which he rarely drank.】

【Hulao Pass was singing and dancing, and your father and Wang Yang were dead drunk.】

【Wang Yang also truly valued you for the first time, praising you for "having thousands of troops and horses in your belly."】

【Praising Lu Yu, "Ten thousand enemy."】

【You just smiled faintly.】

【Obviously, Lu Yu did not like this title, secretly saying, isn't this just a reckless man!】

【Your father was already drunk, obviously drunk, you quickly supported him and said, "Father, you are drunk."】

【Your father laughed, "Shenzhou, I am not drunk, I am just happy in my heart."】

【He raised his glass and said loudly.】

【"Twenty years of humiliation and loss, twenty years of fleeing in embarrassment, home and country lost, Lu Jiaxuan is frustrated in his heart."】

【"Few troops and generals, repeatedly defeated, mediocre and busy, days and months wasted."】

【"Old age is approaching, how can we talk about recovering the mountains and rivers!"】

【"However, I saw hope today."】

【"Drinking ice for ten years, hard to cool the hot blood."】

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 21 =====