Mythical Three Kingdoms

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"Not bad, you two are not bad at all. Since I’ve reached great achievement in my martial arts, you are the first to make me bleed. As a recognition of showing me that there are others in this world who can hurt me, I’ll let you witness my true power!" Lyu Bu’s aura surged continuously, and during this brief speech, he forcefully clad himself in a layer of golden crimson armor shimmering with radiance. The patterns of tigers and leopards in the clouds were clearly visible as if Lyu Bu had donned the armor for real.

Anyone who saw this scene and wasn’t a fool could understand that Lyu Bu had definitely not been fighting with all his might. Watching Lyu Bu walk on air, it was unknown who among the soldiers at Hulao Pass shouted, "General is mighty!" which was followed by waves of cheers. Lyu Bu’s presence, just as the Coalition Army had estimated, was terrifyingly boosting the morale of Dong Zhuo’s Army.

A trace of worry clearly appeared on Liu Bei’s face. He always thought his second and third brothers were unmatched under the heavens, but now it was clear to anyone with eyes that the world was much larger! At least, Lyu Bu was now furiously displaying his power, using his extreme strength to suppress all martial artists under heaven, leaving them nothing but to look up to him.

Lyu Bu suppressed Guan Yu and Zhang Fei with his incredibly formidable attacking prowess. Guan Yu also realized something, the previous strike wasn’t lacking in power but rather, it did not hit its mark. He didn’t know what technique Lyu Bu used to deflect his slash, and the blood on his body was from the recoil when he deflected that deadly blow.

Having understood this, Guan Yu once again regained his confidence. Lyu Bu was not unimaginably strong; although he was extremely powerful, he had not reached the level of treating the two brothers as nothing.

Having confidence was a good thing, but Guan Yu had obviously miscalculated one thing. It wasn’t some technique or method that Lyu Bu used to deflect his attack; it was a direct deflection of his full-powered strike. Guan Yu’s strongest blow was not powerful enough to force Lyu Bu to evade.

The Sky Piercer danced up and down. A mere glance showed that the area surrounding the three of them was full of halberd shadows, with an occasional flash of blue or black light. It was obvious that, even against two, the younger Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were no match for Lyu Bu at his peak. The mighty and ostentatious Lyu Bu, with his extraordinary strength, had already completely taken control of the situation.

Guan Yu withstood Lyu Bu’s attacks while cursing inwardly. He had made up his mind that unless he could kill his opponent with one strike, he would never again use the ultimate knowledge he had developed, especially against a skilled fighter. If that move didn’t finish the opponent, he would be doomed!

Alternating between light and heavy swords, Lyu Bu was certain that the dark-faced Zhang Yide had suffered internal injuries, and the red-faced Guan Yu with his great broadsword was not much better off.

Zhang Fei swore that he would learn the art of light and heavy swords if he had the chance. On several occasions, he thought Lyu Bu would go for a head-on clash, only to hit the Sky Piercer with all his might. However, Lyu Bu’s Sky Piercer felt weightless, using Zhang Fei’s own force to slash at high speed toward his older brother, and the clearly visible condensation of the air and the explosive sounds made Zhang Fei realize that the blow could cause a ton of damage.

Guan Yu was ready to curse. However, his flushed face prevented Lyu Bu from seeing his thoughts. But he couldn’t help himself anymore; after taking one of Lyu Bu’s super heavy strikes, he knew that he had to be extra vigilant with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, which had almost slipped from his hands. If he took another direct hit like that, he would be severely injured.

The more Lyu Bu fought, the more at ease he felt. The change in the weight of his strikes, which he had won a bet with an old man for, was starting to feel intuitive, to the point that he could even finesse them. He could say for certain that if he wanted, in fifty moves, just fifty moves, he could defeat these two. However, what he dreaded was that he had already sensed at least two martial artists of Inner Qi Manifestation Rank aiming bows at him, ready to abandon all face the moment he made a lethal move.

"Brother Yun, aren’t you going to join in yet?" Chen Xi was no fool, and it was obvious that the golden-red light was now squeezing the dark green light into a ring, looking as if it could swallow it at any moment. He wanted to curse; Lyu Bu was too brutal!

"Wait a bit longer. General Guan’s and General Zhang’s strengths are increasing rapidly. They are probably experiencing this kind of situation for the first time, being suppressed for the first time and desperately trying to break through, causing their own strength to grow in desperation. Before forty is the best time for striving!" Zhao Yun gripped his Bright Silver Spear tightly, ready to rush in to rescue at any moment. He had already seen that Guan and Zhang were starting to lose ground.

Zhang Fei’s mind had gone blank, like the so-called "state of no-self" from some cultivation technique, which of course was a joke. Right now, Zhang Fei wasn’t thinking about anything, just staring at Lyu Bu’s Sky Piercer.

Guan Yu was faring a bit better. Though his strength had slipped to ninety percent of his usual after that supreme strike, he had been unable to withstand Lyu Bu’s attacks before. Suddenly, for reasons unknown, Lyu Bu seemed to have had a change of heart, now directing seventy percent of his attacks towards Zhang Fei.

Guan Yu didn’t understand what was happening, but Lyu Bu did, and he felt like cursing. To say that he was stronger than the combined might of Guan and Zhang was true, but not by much. Fortunately, Guan Yu had unleashed a powerful blow at the beginning and then entered a weakened state, which was the reason Lyu Bu had been able to keep them firmly suppressed.

In a high-skilled duel, a Guan Yu at ninety percent was barely a distraction for Lyu Bu, and occasionally Zhang Fei had to block some blows for his elder brother. This gave Lyu Bu the opportunity to take advantage. As soon as Guan Yu caught his breath, Lyu Bu wouldn’t hesitate to knock the wind out of him and then strike several more blows, forcing Zhang Fei and Guan Yu to defend themselves. A battle that might have taken hundreds of moves to determine the victor was forcefully reduced by Lyu Bu to fifty moves.

Now, Lyu Bu could no longer focus on Guan Yu. Zhang Fei’s Serpent Spear was getting heavier and heavier, and what was most important, Lyu Bu knew clearly that this wasn’t any technique like the Heavy Sword Art, but that the barbarian’s brute strength was increasing relentlessly.

At this thought, Lyu Bu wanted to curse again. He had seen many breakthroughs during battle, but a continuous increase in strength during combat was definitely not normal!

What was most important was that Zhang Fei’s strength was becoming increasingly abnormal. Lyu Bu, executing the Heavy Sword Art and grappling with Zhang Fei, initially could repel Zhang Fei but now even with the art executed, Zhang Fei could strike back. Was this really human strength? Lyu Bu was inwardly roaring.

Lyu Bu, disdaining to kill Zhang Fei with mere techniques, was confident in himself. Moreover, he was very curious to know just how much strength this barbarian had.

As for Guan Yu, let him catch his breath. Lyu Bu had pretty much figured out Guan Yu’s limits, apart from that ultra-powerful strike, the rest wasn’t much. Even if Guan Yu recovered later and came to double-team him, it wouldn’t matter because by then, he would have already worn the barbarian down to his last bit of combat power, and turning back to deal with Guan Yu would only take about fifty or sixty moves.

ps: I felt like I’d been mixing it up at Hulao Pass for two days and still hadn’t finished, so there should be another update in the afternoon. As for those asking for more, I can only silently pass by...