In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

【Ding. 】

[Enemy skill detected: Intimidating Roar (AOE mental attack).]

[Diagnosis: The host is currently experiencing mental suppression.]

[Command received: Intercept target (Zhang Fei).]

[Execution Correction: Mental Immunity (System Blocks Fear).]

Power Overload (Activates "Barbarian King" mode).

Zhao Yu looked at the long sword in his hand.

He had just exchanged more than a dozen blows with Zhao Yun.

It's already curled up like a sawtooth.

He weighed it in his hand; compared to a heavy tank like Zhang Fei, this thing was less than a toothpick.

"Clang!"

Zhao Yu threw the knife away.

Barehanded.

Step forward.

They stood in front of Cao Cao.

Zhang Fei was preparing to charge.

Seeing that Zhao Yu didn't take his weapon, he was taken aback for a moment.

"Hey you, man! Who are you?"

"Why wear Wu armor, yet protect the traitor Cao?"

"No weapons yet?"

"You look down on me, Old Zhang?"

Zhao Yu stretched his neck.

Then he looked at Zhang Fei, his eyes even more arrogant than Zhang Fei's.

"I'll kill you."

"No knife needed."

"Okay, okay!"

Zhang Fei's roar exploded.

This is the first time in my entire life I've encountered such a request.

"How dare you!"

"Grandpa will send you on your way now!"

As Zhang Fei spoke, he squeezed the horse's belly with his legs.

Crouch down, charge!

Man and horse as one.

In addition, there was that eighteen-foot-long spear made entirely of iron.

Even Superman has to lie down.

Ten steps away.

Five steps.

Three steps.

Zhang Fei had no thorns.

He raised the spear high.

Taking advantage of the horse's momentum.

He wanted to chop Zhao Yu to pieces.

Let him know what a difference there is.

Wanting to be a hero comes at a price.

Zhao Yu did not dodge.

He assumed a horse stance, like the gnarled roots of an old tree.

look up.

Looking at the spears that were falling down.

Bring your hands together upwards.

"Smack!!!"

Catching a blade barehanded.

Zhao Yu clasped his hands together, trapping the spearhead between them.

At that moment,

Time seemed to stand still.

Actually, it was a power struggle between the two.

Zhang Fei maintained his downward slamming posture.

Zhao Yu maintained the gesture of raising his hands and putting them together.

Just three inches above Zhao Yu's head,

After a while.

A delayed burst of kinetic energy.

The ground beneath Zhao Yu's feet collapsed.

Both feet sank directly into the ground.

The leather armor shattered.

His muscular upper body was exposed.

He caught it.

"How is this possible?"

"Empty handed?"

"Open it!"

Zhang Fei roared.

He exerted force with both arms, trying to pull the spear back.

Or you could knock Zhao Yu flying.

The script didn't go as he expected at all.

Not moving.

The spear seemed to have been forged in Zhao Yu's hands.

It has taken root.

Zhao Yu looked up.

A set of white teeth was revealed on that face covered in black ash.

His smile was ferocious.

"Loud voice, so what?"

"Only those with great strength count."

[System determination: Wrestling mode.]

[Power Modifier: Tenfold Burst Damage.]

"Get down here, young master—"

With the system's support, Zhao Yu's arm muscles grew dramatically.

Pull the clamped spear backward.

Taking advantage of the situation.

His body was also pulled out of the mud.

The immense force was transferred to Zhang Fei's hand.

Zhang Fei felt as if he were riding on clouds.

It's impossible to sit still on a horse.

People and spears together.

He was forcibly pulled off the horse.

Holy crap!

Zhang Fei exclaimed in surprise.

The body swept through the air.

It was swung around hard.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Zhang Fei was thrown to the ground.

It smashed a hole.

He was so dizzy and disoriented from the fall that he saw stars.

The eighteen-foot spear in his hand slipped from his grasp.

That's Zhang Fei!

That's a warrior capable of taking on ten thousand men!

Was he thrown to the ground like a dead dog?

Just as Zhang Fei straightened up,

Zhao Yu had already moved closer.

No weapons?

The body is a weapon.

Turn to the side and lower your shoulders.

Iron Mountain Lean!

Zhang Fei was, after all, a top-tier warrior.

As soon as I stood up, I felt a gust of cold wind hit my face.

There was no time to dodge.

The only thing to do is cross your arms in front of your chest.

Collision.

Zhao Yu took a step back.

Zhang Fei skimmed three steps along the ground.

"puff--"

Zhang Fei coughed up a mouthful of blood.

I felt like my sternum was about to shatter.

High judgment.

This is not a martial arts contest.

This is the difference between a system that's stuck in the game and the pinnacle of human skill.

Our beloved Comrade Zhang Fei.

He fought wars his whole life, and he was always the one who used his strength to bully others.

Nowadays.

But he encountered someone even more unreasonable than himself?

Zhao Yu did not continue the attack.

Because Xu Chu had already taken advantage of the chaos to help Cao Cao onto his horse and ride away.

His mission was to "intercept".

As long as Zhang Fei doesn't pursue, it's a victory.

He took a deep breath.

His chest heaved violently.

This combo was extremely taxing for Zhao Yu.

He looked at Zhang Fei, who seemed to be questioning the meaning of life.

He pointed to his ear.

He looked disgusted.

"Let's fight next time."

"Don't yell."

"It's so noisy."

Done.

Turn around.

He took off running.

Extremely fast,

They went after Cao Cao.

Only Zhang Fei remained, sitting alone on the ground.

Alone and lost.

A long time passed.

Zhang Fei finally came to his senses.

He touched his chest, which was throbbing with pain.

"this--"

"What did this guy eat to grow up like this?"

"When did Cao Cao's men acquire such divine power?"

Then it seemed like she had thought of something.

"Wow!"

Zhang Fei slammed his fist on the ground in anger.

"I've lived half my life, and I'm too ashamed to face anyone!"

"I, Old Zhang, actually got beaten up bare-handed..."

He staggered to his feet and walked to the spear that Zhao Yu had flung away.

Pull it out in one go.

The gun barrel is bent.

Zhang Fei looked around—the soldiers who met his gaze all lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye.

"What are you looking at?! Chase that traitor Cao! Chase him!!"

He mounted the horse brought by his personal guard and pointed in the direction where Cao Cao's army was fleeing.

"What happened today..."

"Anyone who dares to tell anyone, I'll twist their head off!"

But some things are different now.

……

We passed through the gourd-shaped mouth.

They evaded Zhang Fei's pursuit.

It started raining, and the rain lashed people's faces.

Pain.

Huarong Road.

This is not a road at all.

Muddy pond, swamp.

Several thousand defeated soldiers.

They're not even as good as a mudfish that rolls around in the mud.

My armor was torn, and my shoes were lost.

Many people's soles were rotten, blood mixed with mud, leaving bloody footprints with every step.

Some people, while walking, suddenly fall headfirst into the mud.

It bubbled a few times, then could never get up again.

Cao Cao lay prone on his horse.

The horse that Zhang Liao brought him was also nearing its end.

I had to take three deep breaths to catch my breath after every step.

Cao Cao was even worse off than Ma.

hungry.

Hunger is so intense, it feels like my chest is pressed against my back.

It felt like there was a fire burning in my stomach, or like a hand was grabbing at me.

They had been on the run for a day and a night without eating or drinking a drop of water.

Only fear.

He looked at the withered grass by the roadside.

And the mane on the horse's neck.

Their eyes were practically glowing green.

I want to take a bite.

"Zhao... Zhao Yu..."

Cao Cao called out weakly.

Zhao Yu, carrying a large sword, walked ahead of the horse, his steps uneven.

He was covered in mud.

Hearing the sound, I turned around.

"Prime Minister."

"I am here."