A thousand-year-old family begins with one fighting against ten thousand.

"Report! Lü Bu is provoking us outside Hangu Pass!"

On the day of the truce, Lü Bu finally got his chance to challenge the allied forces to a duel.

These days he has been assisting with the defense, but with hundreds of thousands of troops fighting, his role is limited.

Having finally seized this opportunity of a truce between the two sides, he wanted to show the world the power of Lü Bu, Lü Fengxian!

"Ignore it."

Yuan Shao waved his hand, saying that since it was a large-scale battle, he wouldn't lose if he didn't engage in combat.

"But there is a human head on Lü Bu's halberd."

"Lu Bu said, 'That belongs to Yuan Sikong!'"

"Father!"

Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu roared at the same time.

"Damn Lü Bu! Who can kill him? I will personally petition His Majesty to grant him the title of Marquis Che!"

With Yan Liang and Wen Chou, who were under Yuan Shao's command, not by his side, Yuan Shao spared no expense in order to avenge his father, even offering the title of Marquis.

Even if he wanted to obtain this title from the emperor, he would have to pay a lot of political resources; his military achievements in defeating Lü Bu were simply not enough to qualify.

Upon hearing the name of the Marquis of Che, the feudal lords and their generals in the midst of the great battle all turned red with envy.

The title of Marquis of Guannei given to Guan Yu last time had already stirred their hearts, as many of these feudal lords did not even have the title of Marquis.

Not to mention the title of Marquis Che, which represents the highest rank in the Han Dynasty.

Even Guan Yu, in history, valued the title of Marquis of Hanshou more than anything else. After leaving Cao Cao's camp, he returned all his official positions and gold and silver, but he treasured the title of Marquis of Hanshou until his death.

This shows how valuable this title is.

This was only the lowest rank of Chehou; above it were Xianghou and Xianhou.

"I am Fang Yue, a renowned general from Hanoi, and I am willing to slay this villain for our leader!"

"good!"

"I will personally beat the drum to cheer on the general!"

Yuan Shao led the other warlords to the front of the battle line, raised his drumsticks, and began to beat them loudly.

But before he could strike the drum three times, a curved blade flashed, and Fang Yue's head was separated from his body.

After Fang Yue's death, Zhang Yang's general Mu Shun was tempted by the position of Marquis and took the throne.

Mu Shun was a master of the Three-Sword Style. His first three sword strikes were extremely fast, and no one had ever been able to withstand them before.

Now he encountered him. After Lu Bu withstood the three blows, he swung his halberd and cut him and his horse in two.

The deaths of these two men dampened the enthusiasm of others, but some remained confident in themselves.

Wu Anguo, one of Kong Rong's subordinates, stepped forward. He was born with superhuman strength, and the two hammers in his hands weighed over a hundred pounds. He could swing them so tightly that water could not get through.

"Leader, if I win, will the credit be attributed to my lord?"

"Can."

Yuan Shao and the other warlords were all moved. What merit or ability did Kong Rong possess to be such a loyal general?

"Anguo, you don't need to do this."

Kong Rong said, moved.

"I have received immense kindness from Lord Wenju, and I will repay it with my life!"

Wu Anguo rode forward, and the surrounding soldiers carried his large hammers up, each hammer carried by three or four people.

"How wonderful it would be if such a loyal and brave warrior were under my command."

All the feudal lords present had the same thought and glanced at Kong Rong with envious eyes.

"Take this!"

With such a heavy load of Wu Anguo and the giant hammer on their backs, the warhorse couldn't run fast at all.

In other words, if Lü Bu wants to demonstrate his strength, he will only choose to confront him head-on. Otherwise, given the speed of Red Hare, Wu Anguo would only be left trailing behind.

Wu Anguo's double hammers pounded down on Lü Bu one after another. No matter how heavy Lü Bu's halberd was, it was no match for these two giant hammers.

Even though Lü Bu possessed superhuman strength, the difference in their weapons still had a significant impact, forcing him to adopt a defensive stance.

On the surface, it appears that Wu Anguo, representing the allied forces, has the upper hand.

But anyone who truly understands martial arts can see that even with Wu Anguo's initial advantage, he couldn't make Lü Bu show any signs of weakness. After another 20 rounds, Wu Anguo's strength would be exhausted, and Lü Bu could easily defeat him.

But will Lu Bu wait 20 rounds?!

will not!

He came to show the world what it means to be invincible!

What kind of hero lasts 20 rounds and then kills an exhausted opponent?!

When defending, Lü Bu still relied on the strength of his horse and man to accumulate power.

He had already mastered the skills of handling light matters with ease and heavy matters with ease several years ago.

Now he was prepared to take things lightly and confront Wu Anguo head-on.

Wu Anguo had become accustomed to Lü Bu's counter-attack power, and his rhythm was directly disrupted when faced with Lü Bu's counterattack.

The consequence of disrupting the rhythm was that Lu Bu seized the opportunity and knocked away both of his large hammers.

If Zhao Yun hadn't shot an arrow to save me again, I, Aiguo, would have died right here.

In order to escape, he didn't even bother to pick up his weapon and fled back to the allied camp in a sorry state.

Lu Bu glanced at the direction the arrow was fired and immediately spotted Zhao Yun in his white robe and silver armor.

"It's only polite to reciprocate; take this arrow!"

Lu Bu took out his precious carved bow, along with three arrows, and fired them simultaneously, blocking Zhao Yun's dodge routes to the left and right.

Zhao Yun also drew three arrows, aimed at the arrow flying in the air, and shot it down in mid-air.

A glint flashed in Lü Bu's eyes, his heart filled with excitement. He had not seen anyone who could match him in archery skills for many years.

He conjured three more arrows and fired them in rapid succession.

The three arrows, aligned in a straight line, shot simultaneously toward Zhao Yun's brow.

Zhao Yun was not to be outdone. He fired five arrows in a row, each with the same bullet core. Three arrows knocked away Lü Bu's arrows, and the remaining two were shot at Lü Bu.

Lu Bu casually deflected the two arrows with his halberd, but his excellent eyesight allowed him to see that Zhao Yun was continuously firing arrows.

With one hand, the number of guns increased to 4, 8, 12, 16, and 20, each aimed at him from a different direction.

One person managed to unleash the power of a team of sharpshooters.

He could do that kind of shooting too, but even Lü Bu couldn't shoot twenty arrows in a short time and knock them down one by one.

Shooting an arrow and intercepting an arrow in mid-air are on completely different levels of difficulty.

Lu Bu wielded his halberd and knocked all 20 arrows down.

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun all showed expressions of shock.

This move by Lü Bu fully demonstrated just how skilled he was in martial arts.

"Only such strong individuals inspire a desire to challenge them!"

Zhang Fei spurred his horse forward, feeling that this was the opportunity to further improve his martial arts skills.

When fighting against Guan Yu and Zhao Yun, they are ultimately on the same side.

Without that feeling of a life-or-death battle, the progress it can bring is limited.

But the enemy is right in front of us, and one wrong move could mean certain death.

At their level of martial arts skill, only life-or-death trials can further hone their abilities.