Chapter 29

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When the fine threads as delicate as cow hair cut across the sky, everyone realized that the handsome man following Liu Bei was an unparalleled expert, and their opinion of Liu Bei rose once again.

"Did Zilong succeed?" Zhang Fei said excitedly. Others didn't understand what the beautiful fine threads meant, but Zhang Fei, being an expert, could clearly sense the power that could cut through metal and stone flowing through each thread.

Zhao Yun shook his head and said, "At most, he can only make him look a bit disheveled when he is careless. It's impossible to injure him."

As Zhao Yun had predicted, although Lü Bu did not expect someone to counterattack so quickly, his instinct as the greatest expert in the world made him casually dispel Zhao Yun's attack when danger came. However, the aftermath of the collision still turned part of the crenellation under the city gate into dust, and left needle-sized holes in other places.

"Quite a good attack," Lü Bu said, looking in the direction of the eighteen warlords. He did not attack again but stood still, waiting for the other side to come. Only such experts were worth killing.

Hearing Zhao Yun's words, Zhang Fei realized his chances of defeating Lü Bu had decreased even more. He knew that if Zhao Yun's attack had been fully unleashed on his head, he would have been severely injured, if not killed. Yet, this time, Zhao Yun's words indicated that even when Lü Bu was careless, he could only make him look disheveled.

However, Zhang Fei did not feel much fear. Instead, his fighting spirit surged, and he gripped his snake spear tighter. Only by fighting strong opponents could he become stronger. A warrior's destiny was to die on the battlefield. If he could fight the greatest expert in the world before that, what more could he ask for?

More importantly, Zhang Fei knew that his battles were always about advancing, never retreating. If he retreated, he would lose his original mindset and would never progress, and even if his physical strength increased, his strength would decline.

Gripping his snake spear tightly, Zhang Fei exuded a vigorous fighting spirit, declaring that he was ready. He wanted to challenge Lü Bu alone, even knowing he could not win. Defeat was not scary; what was scary was seeing the opponent's strength and not having the courage to raise a hand!

The eighteen warlords, led by Yuan Shao, did not hide their intentions as they approached Hulao Pass. Dong Zhuo sat on the Hulao Pass, and Lü Bu stood beside him, holding his halberd. After a round of verbal abuse, both sides decided that only a fight could determine their status.

"Fengxian, it's up to you!" Dong Zhuo waved his hand, signaling Lü Bu, who had been eager to go, to crush the rats on the other side.

Lü Bu leaped from the city wall, which was over twenty zhang high, and landed heavily. Any martial artist who had cultivated qi into a force could do this, but what happened next made everyone who understood the situation feel a chill.

From a height of about a hundred meters, Lü Bu fell heavily, clearly accelerating his speed. However, what was shocking was that such a high-speed fall did not shatter the ground. It only caused a slight tremor, and the force of the fall was perfectly dispersed over several miles, causing no damage.

Zhang Fei was shocked, Guan Yu half-opened his eyes, Hua Xiong covered his forehead, and only Zhao Yun frowned slightly. They all understood one thing: Lü Bu was not only powerful but also terrifying in his control of every bit of force, demonstrating his mastery of power in the finest details.

A long whistle, and a fiery line curved through the sky to Lü Bu's side. The Flame Red Hare snorted, and Lü Bu, holding his halberd, mounted the horse. Looking at the hundreds of thousands of troops on the other side, he exuded a massive aura, directly challenging the army.

Zhang Fei, angry, wanted to charge forward but was held back by Guan Yu. However, seeing Guan Yu's cold and proud expression, Chen Xi knew that Guan Yu was not in a good mood either. Turning to look at Zhao Yun, he saw that Zhao Yun also looked displeased. It was understandable; any expert being ignored by Lü Bu, who was practically saying, "Come at me all at once," would feel humiliated. People live by their dignity, and what Lü Bu was doing was a public slap in the face.

Feeling humiliated, Wang Kuang shouted before Yuan Shao could speak, "Who dares to challenge?" A man rode out, and Wang Kuang recognized him as Fang Yue, a famous general from Henei. Before Wang Kuang could praise him, a huge arc of a blade cut through the air, and Fang Yue, who had not even introduced himself, vanished into thin air.

The generals could not help but swallow their saliva. Lü Bu's cruelty was indescribable. He turned a person into ashes with a single strike, showing a terrifying killing intent.

Before Chen Xi could speak, another brave soul charged forward. This time it was Mu Shun, a general under Zhang Yang. He took three quick strikes, and then he and his horse were cut in half. Lü Bu did not even move his horse.

"I have been indebted to Wenju for ten years. Why not repay him with my life?" A tall man behind Kong Rong looked at Lü Bu for a long time, licked his lips, and then rode forward, bowing to Kong Rong.

"An Guo, be careful!" Kong Rong nodded, deciding to let Wu An Guo fight, as he was his only capable general.

(Wu An Guo should be named Wu An, with the given name Guo, as two-character names were no longer used at the end of the Han dynasty. However, both the Mao and Jiajing versions use the name An Guo. I tend to think that Kong Rong called him by his courtesy name, which would be Wu An, with the given name Guo and the courtesy name An Guo. If his surname is Wu An, he would be a descendant of Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu An, which is a significant lineage. Readers can decide for themselves.)

Wu An Guo nodded and slowly rode out of the crowd. Unlike the previous two fools, he knew he was not Lü Bu's match, but as he said, he was deeply indebted to Kong Rong and had no way to repay him, so he was willing to fight to the death. To him, his life belonged to Kong Rong!

Wielding a massive hammer weighing hundreds of pounds, Wu An Guo silently charged at Lü Bu. His horse was not fast, as it was carrying nearly a thousand pounds, but he did not need great speed.

With a heavy thud and the roar of "Taste my hammer," the battle between Wu An Guo and Lü Bu began. There was no astonishing speed, but the strength was so great that it made Lü Bu's hands numb. He rarely encountered someone with such strength.

He did not need much skill or speed. Wu An Guo swung his massive hammer and relentlessly attacked Lü Bu. As for Lü Bu's counterattacks, his huge iron hammer, which could shield half his body, could block them all. He could not see through Lü Bu's attacks, but his hammer, which could be used as a shield, was enough to block Lü Bu's attacks from all angles.

"Zichuan, now you understand why I dislike naturally powerful people, right?" Guan Yu indicated to Chen Xi with his eyes.

"I get it, this is just too shameless," Chen Xi said speechlessly. It was purely a brute force defense, regardless of the direction of the attack, he just swung his hammer.

After twenty rounds, Wu An Guo was still firmly swinging his hammer, showing no signs of fatigue. It seemed he was treating Lü Bu like an iron mine to be forged.

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