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Hah! Hah! Hah! What an idiot. He was so stupid that he could not be saved. A boy like this wants to gain my favor and even wants to marry me…Hah! Hah! Hah! Aiyo...
"Another dream!"
A skinny man in white who fell from the tree rubbed his forehead and said.
"Seriously, now I often dream of playing that idiot when I fall asleep…It was really strange! Could it be that he was thinking about it during the day and dreaming about it at night?... Aiyo... Just thinking about that annoying person would send shivers down my spine!”The man in white tidied his clothes that were a little dirty from falling down and then smoothed out his messy hair.
The man in white combed his long hair into a fitting look while looking around in the darkness.""I haven't had the chance to attack after following that person for many days. However, it's rumored that this person's art of war is very good. Fortunately, it was difficult to threaten the Yellow Turban Army in the current situation. Perhaps they might die in the wilderness. If that was the case, it would save me the opportunity to dirty my clothes.”
The white-clothed person was obviously here for a mission. At this moment, her stomach was rumbling, causing her face to blush slightly as she smiled and muttered to herself,"It was a close call. Otherwise, it would be extremely embarrassing! Yes! He went to their granary to see if there was anything to eat.”
As he spoke, he tapped his right foot and displayed his extraordinary lightness skill as he ran towards the flames gathering in front of him. At this moment, something fell rapidly from the sky behind the white-robed man. With a "bang", it seemed to have landed in the grass.
The man in white was an assassin, so he was very careful of his surroundings, not to mention the unknown object that fell from the sky. With a thought in his mind, he jumped into the grass, and there seemed to be human language coming from there. The white-robed man didn't say anything and sent out a palm that was mixed with thick inner strength.
It turned out that these people were Zhang Jiao's personal brave generals. After fighting Lu Zhi for many days without winning, they came up with a way to assassinate Lu Zhi to break the morale of the Han army. The man in the long robe was called Cheng Yuanzhi. He had killed many enemies with his fists. He was the person Zhang Jiao trusted the most, other than his second and third brothers. Because the assassination of Lu Zhi was no small matter, Zhang Jiao entrusted him with the important task and sent several experts to help him.
The swordsman, who was as smooth as water, had already exchanged dozens of moves with Lu Zhi, who was wielding a long saber. He first blocked Lu Zhi's saber attack on his left hand. Although the sword handle spun, it was held back by him and slashed at Lu Zhi's right neck, forcing him to retreat.
Unexpectedly, not only did Lu Zhi not retreat, but he also went forward to meet him. The swordsman was overjoyed, and he even gathered his sword energy to cut at his neck. Lu Zhi smiled slightly, knowing that the swordsman had fallen for his scheme. Suddenly, his left hand turned into a claw and grabbed the sword without fear of the sharp blade. Then, he twisted the sword into scrap metal and kicked the swordsman away in shock.
"Golden Silkworm Hand!"
Cheng Yuanzhi recognized the item Lu Zhi was wearing with one glance.
Lu Zhi laughed and threw away the sword that had become scrap metal with his left hand."At least you know the goods! This is a gift from the late emperor. He taught me to kill you rebels one by one.”
The Golden Silkworm Hand was the most unique weapon of Liu Bang, the best swordsman in the world, other than the Dragon-Phoenix Dual Swords. It was a blueprint drawn by Xiao He, one of the three heroes of the Han Dynasty. It was made by the skillful craftsman "Lu Qi" with the silk produced by ten thousand rare golden silkworms. This item was impervious to fire and water, and difficult to penetrate by swords. It was Liu Bang's favorite item. Because of this, when he challenged the number one expert on the Black List,"Devil Blade" Xiang Yu, he was not afraid of his "Chiyou Devil Blade" and defeated him.
Ever since Liu Bang passed away, the whereabouts of the Golden Silkworm Hand had been unknown. It was only when Liu Xiu revived that it mysteriously appeared in his hands.
Since Liu Xiu's revival in the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were no external threats or internal worries, and the Golden Silkworm Hand was of little use. Later, when the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out, Liu Hong knew that he did not have the courage of his ancestor Liu Bang, so he gave the Golden Silkworm Hand to Lu Zhi, who was about to go to war to face Zhang Jiao, the great teacher. He also hoped that Lu Zhi would use the Golden Silkworm Hand to retrieve Zhang Jiao's head to show that the Han Dynasty's prestige was not diminished.
He knew that the Golden Silkworm Hand was not to be trifled with, and the fight just now had alerted the nearby Han Army. Seeing that Lu Zhi's help was about to arrive, but knowing that Lu Zhi had a treasure like the Golden Silkworm Hand, how could he let it go? Cheng Yuanzhi immediately shouted in a low voice," There's not much time left. Everyone must take his head before his reinforcements arrive." Let's fight side by side!"
With that order, Hua Shanghou and the others nodded and attacked Lu Zhi together. Cheng Yuanzhi, who had his hands behind his back, also shot his fists at Lu Zhi.
Although the Golden Silkworm Hand was not afraid of swords, swords, water, or fire, Lu Zhi did not dare to underestimate them. One of his hands kept waving his long knife to force the assassins ten steps away, while the other hand formed a claw shape to prevent the other party from injuring them with hidden weapons.
However, it was a very taxing thing to limit the opponent to ten steps away. After barely blocking the opponent's ninth attack, a domineering fist force finally broke through his defenses and entered the distance of three steps from Lu Zhi, forcing Lu Zhi to block.
Cheng Yuanzhi was not a person who lived up to his reputation. If he was hit by this fist force, he would either die or be injured. Lu Zhi's right hand was still holding the knife, and the other killers could not protect themselves. They could only use their left hand to block this fist force.
He knew that although he could block the opponent's fist force, he would not be able to stop the other party ten steps away. Moreover, the fist force came in a hurry, so Lu Zhi had no choice but to secretly sigh and block this move. However, because of this, they would lose their defensive advantage and might even fall into a disadvantage.
With a " Peng ", he finally received Cheng Yuanzhi's punch. The two of them also understood that they were on par. Because of this punch, the distance between the two of them was shortened. In addition, Lu Zhi could not use the long knife conveniently. He simply threw the knife to the side and used his claws to exchange blows with Cheng Yuanzhi.
The sound of fists and palms clashing could be heard without end. It could be seen how fast the two people were fighting. Even the killers who were originally going to help Cheng Yuanzhi could only stand aside and observe the situation to avoid accidentally injuring their own people. However, they still held hidden weapons in their hands cautiously in case of emergency. They also paid attention to the situation around them at all times and vigilantly looked around at the current movements of the Han army.
One side was in a hurry to end this battle, while the other side knew that they were outnumbered and tried to stall for time until the Han army came to their aid. The two opponents with different thoughts exchanged more than ten moves.
"We can't go on like this. Look! The flames on the other side flickered. The Han army must have discovered the death of the sentry and were rushing over to protect Lu Zhi.”
“... However, our strength is far from General Cheng's. If we act rashly, we might ruin his plans…What should we do?"
"It seems that the mission this time will be difficult to complete!”
The Yellow Turban killers discussed for a while but still couldn't get to the point. Just as they were feeling frustrated, Marquis Hua, who was the first to meet Lu Zhi in disguise, reached out to a yellow-turban man with a knife and said,"What about the bag with the head? Give it to me!"
The yellow-scarved man didn't understand, but he still threw the bag that seemed to contain something to Hua Shanghou. Marquis Hua Shanghou did not reply as he took the bag. He simply stabbed his weapon at his waist and threw the bag at Lu Zhi, who was fighting with Cheng Yuanzhi, and shouted,"Watch the darts!"
Who in the world would warn the enemy when throwing a hidden weapon, and it was such a big target's bag. The yellow-scarved man with the knife shouted,""What are you doing? That bag was worth a thousand taels of gold!”
The knife-wielding man wanted to stop Hua Shanghou, but it was too late. Lu Zhi paused for a moment and forced Cheng Yuanzhi to retreat with a fierce move. Then, he turned around and tried to catch the bag.
He was skilled and bold, and he had the Golden Silkworm Hands on his hands. He was not afraid of ordinary poisonous weapons, so how could he take the bag seriously? However, when his ten claws touched the bag and prepared to use his strength to destroy it, he felt that the object in his hands was extremely warm and seemed to be the head of a living thing. Lu Zhi's arms suddenly shook, and then the bag was shaken into the air and the outer cloth was shattered into fine pieces. When he focused his gaze, he was scared out of his wits on the spot. It turned out that this was Lu Lin's head.
Before Lu Zhi could even ask the reason, he had already been punched in the back. Although it was so painful that he almost vomited, Lu Zhi still used the force to jump forward a dozen feet. When his feet landed on the ground, he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"So... Lurin... is... Did you kill him?"
At the same time that Lu Zhi leaped out, Cheng Yuanzhi, who had managed to land a punch on his back, quickly caught up to him. The other four, including Marquis Hua Shang, also surrounded him from different directions. When everyone heard that Lu Zhi was still full of vitality after being hit by a palm, they could not help but be surprised at the purity of his internal energy.
Not getting any reply, Lu Zhi, who was severely injured, still rushed towards Hua Shanghou, who had just thrown the bag. Marquis Huashang did not fear the leader of the Han army. He pulled out a pair of Judge's Brushes from his waist and began to fight with Lu Zhi. After a few moves, although the injured Lu Zhi was stronger than Huashang Hou by several classes, he was already showing signs of weakness. Cheng Yuanzhi, who had intended to stand aside and watch the battle, once again swung his fist forward. The rest of the people also drew their weapons and attacked. Everyone's thoughts were the same at this time-they must kill Lu Zhi in a few moves and complete this mission.
The battle with the Yellow Turban assassins was even more dangerous, and there was a possibility of death at any time. In just a few moves, Lu Zhi, who was already injured, no longer had his previous arrogance. He was accidentally stabbed in the shoulder again, and fresh blood immediately spurted out of his face, making him look even more miserable.
He had only managed to dodge another of Cheng Yuanzhi's iron fists with great difficulty, but he could not avoid this sword that was coming at him.
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