Chapter 53

And his age was already nearing thirty, close to his peak years.

After all.

Even Lu Bu's daughter, Lu Lingqi, was said to be already fourteen.

Almost at the age where she could be married off.

His peak years gave Lu Bu much more arm strength and experience than Zhao Yun.

But this also meant that Lu Bu's room for improvement had basically reached its limit.

In stark contrast to him,

Zhao Yun was much younger at this moment.

Although it was impossible for Zhao Yun to defeat Lu Bu for the time being.

He could still use the sparring with Lu Bu to improve himself.

Looking at the world, in terms of martial arts, what sparring partner could be more valuable than Lu Bu?

Letting Zhao Yun spar with Lu Bu.

For Gu Yi, this was a cost-free deal.

And the result obtained could allow Zhao Yun's martial arts to take a step further on the original foundation!

Being despised by Lu Bu, a trace of fighting spirit also appeared on Zhao Yun's face!

The Flying General Lu Bu, who in the world did not know him?

Zhao Yun was only at the age of just starting his career.

He did not expect that one day he would actually have the opportunity to fight Lu Bu.

For a martial artist.

A duel is an extremely sacred thing.

People like the Guandong warlords who disregarded martial virtue and relied on gang-up tactics to win when they couldn't win were, after all, a minority.

The duel began quickly.

Lu Bu said he wouldn't be responsible if he injured him, but for safety's sake, he still chose to use a wooden halberd and a wooden spear for the contest.

Gu Yi found a suitable seat and sat down, watching the duel between the peak fierce generals of the current era with a leisurely face.

Compared to raw power, Zhao Yun was more skilled in technique.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought for more than ten rounds.

Lu Bu also gradually shifted from his initial contempt to respect.

He realized that the Zhao Yun before him had a martial strength no less than that of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, whom he had encountered under Hulao Pass that day.

And in terms of technique, he was even a cut above!

Zhang Fei, like Lu Bu, was a typical power-type fighter.

But Lu Bu's technique was much more formidable than Zhang Fei's.

Guan Yu was different from most other fierce generals.

He was neither power-type nor technique-type, but explosive-type!

The power of his first three strikes was hard for ordinary people to block.

But once blocked, it was difficult for Guan Yu to unleash such a powerful offensive again in a short time.

And what about Zhao Yun?

Upon first contact, Lu Bu felt his level was at most that of a first-class fierce general of the current era.

But as they fought, Zhao Yun's spear technique shifted with the passage of time!

Elusive and impossible to defend against!

The varied and powerful technique made Lu Bu not dare to be rash or arrogant.

After all.

Facing a technique-type fierce general like Zhao Yun who played the pig to eat the tiger.

Victory or defeat could often be decided in an instant.

Unknowingly.

The two had fought for over a hundred rounds.

Their foreheads were already drenched in sweat.

Facing the peerless Lu Bu, the pressure Zhao Yun faced was imaginable.

Through the fight, he also realized the gap between himself and Lu Bu.

Experience on the battlefield is very precious for a general.

Lu Bu of Jiuyuan (Baotou) had spent half his life in war, and his martial arts were stained with the blood of the Xianbei and Southern Xiongnu people.

While Zhao Yun was just starting his career, and his battlefield experience could be considered almost zero.

Finally.

At over a hundred rounds, the wooden spear in Zhao Yun's hand was shattered by Lu Bu's wooden halberd.

The duel ended accordingly.

Lu Bu was not good with words, but the look he gave Zhao Yun at this moment was also full of joy.

This feeling was as if...

In the prime of youth, like a long drought meeting sweet rain?

For a peak fierce general like Lu Bu.

In terms of martial strength, those qualified to spar with him were few and far between in the current era.

And Zhao Yun was clearly in this category.

When Gu Yi and Zhao Yun intended to leave.

They suddenly heard Lu Bu speak:

"Will you come tomorrow?"

"I will wait for you."

Leaving these two sentences, Lu Bu silently picked up the wooden halberd and the damaged wooden spear on the ground.

It seemed...

He still felt endless aftertaste from the battle just now.

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