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"Good to go!"

Yang Zaixing was not only not afraid, but also looked eager to try.

Marksmanship has reached the ultimate level of seamlessness.

He naturally saw it at a glance.

Peng Yue is a fierce general of the super high explosive type, and this blow is definitely far beyond his usual strength!

"Bell-"

With a bang, the blow that condensed the spirit of Peng Yue's whole body collided with the iron gun in Yang Zaixing's hand.

The terrifying sound of gold and iron clashing made the eardrums hurt for a while.

The qi and blood in his chest surged up, and Peng Yue never thought that someone would be able to directly stop his full blow.

The terrifying power accumulated by himself was as if trapped in a deep swamp, constantly being eaten away, and finally dissipated into the invisible.

"Peng Yue, your outbreak has no advance or retreat, if it is a normal person, it may be directly killed because they can't withstand your first blow."

"If you can't interrupt the momentum you have accumulated, then the next offensive will be more and more fierce."

"If you don't have enough force, you will be directly beheaded."

".......,"

Yang Zaixing said lightly as he rode on his war horse.

Without any bells and whistles, only the purest strength, you can abruptly stop Peng Yue's offensive, even Yingbu, the second-ranked fierce general in the Chu and Han period, cannot achieve this level.

Maybe.

Xiang Yu at his peak can do it.

Listening to what Yang Zaixing said, Peng Yue silently adjusted his breathing, and no matter how many terrifying waves in his heart were also covered by the crimson face that was caused by the surge of qi and blood.

"This is . . The world's number one warrior? Not only did he endure his strongest blow as if he were nothing, but he also bounced it back intact.

Peng Yue grabbed the reins and stared at Yang Zaixing in front of him, silently thinking in his heart.

Because he was directly resisted by Yang Zaixing's unreasonable brute force, it was equivalent to the outbreak of Peng Yue's first knife himself, and the tiger's mouth was a little cracked, and he almost couldn't hold the long knife in his hand.

Just the first round, his hands began to tremble slightly.

Sure enough, Yang Zaixing's divine courage is worthy of his name.

Strength, speed, skill, all flawless!

Peng Yue really couldn't think of any way he had to defeat this monster-like man.

"Xiao Hei, don't worry, wait a little longer."

Yang Zaixing quietly waited for Peng Yue to breathe, and he caressed the back of the war horse with his hand, soothing it.

If it is a battlefield conquest, after suppressing the opponent with one blow, Yang Zaixing will rush forward as soon as possible and launch a more rapid attack.

However, this is just the most ordinary competition, and it is still to select talents, Peng Yue's previous blow is enough to pass the level, if he is defeated now, it will not be meaningful.

Ten breaths of time, fleeting.

Peng Yue's trembling arm finally stopped.

"Come again" "!"

Taking a deep breath, Peng Yue had already entered a state of full concentration.

His strongest first knife has been directly stopped, and it is too much time to regain his momentum.

As one of the top three fierce generals in the Chu and Han Dynasties, Peng Yue did not just rely on outbreaks to eat, on the sword technique............. He is also the world's top fierce general!

Thinking so, Yang Zaixing and Peng Yue rode their horses out at the same time.

The two drove side by side, and the 'ding' of the blades constantly colliding.

"Long He, how many rounds have they fought?"

"It's less than ten rounds."

“？？？"

Xiang Yu, who was originally not afraid of heaven and earth, suddenly turned dark.

As long as he has long eyes, he can see that Peng Yue's every knife attack is extremely fast, and the momentum makes Xiang Yu in his youth also have to fight a hundred thousand points of spirit.

But the battle is so thrilling, but it has not yet reached ten rounds.

In contrast, the strength that Yang Zaixing showed before was as if he was passing through the family, and the fool knew that water was being released in front.

"Young Lord, how many rounds do you think you can withstand?"

"Less than thirty rounds, it's the first time I've seen such a raw guy."

Hearing Long He's question, Xiang Yu's face darkened.

Originally, he thought that he was fierce enough, but today he saw someone even fiercer.

Just like chopping melons and cutting vegetables, eight people such as Xiahou Ying, Zhou Bo, Guan Ying, and Cao Shen were directly disposed of.

Not only that, but he also abruptly stopped Peng Yue's strongest blow, and the terrifying momentum that erupted made people feel like they were suppressed by death.

"Bang-"

With a heavy voice sounding, the situation in the ring changed dramatically.

Peng Yue, who was riding a war horse, retreated to a distance of more than a dozen steps, and a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.

Didn't pay attention for a while.

He was smashed by Yang Zaixing's unreasonable force again, making the injuries on his body even more serious.

"Peng Yue, you are no longer my opponent, let's rest in the ring for a while."

"Hmm.........,"

This time, it was Peng Yue who was very few who did not shirk.

Yang Zaixing's meaning is already obvious, he wants to beat you a bunch of them.