bullyxtreme Chapter 208 Battle of the Grandmasters
Chapter 208 Battle of the Grandmasters
Ku He watched helplessly as his attack was easily shattered like paper. His heart trembled, and an indescribable astonishment surged into his mind.
Immediately afterwards, he turned his gaze to the person who was slowly walking out of the Dragon Kingdom's army camp.
The newcomer wore a three-pronged purple-gold crown, a beast-faced chainmail armor, a red cotton robe with a hundred flowers from Sichuan, a lion-head belt with an exquisite design, a sword at his side, and a halberd in his hand. The horse he rode was named the Red Hare with a fiery red body, flying mane, and strong hooves.
"Old man, could you be that so-called Grandmaster of Northern Qi? Haha! What a coincidence! I, Lü Bu, have never killed a Grandmaster like you with my halberd! To die by my hand today is a blessing you've accumulated over many lifetimes!"
Lu Bu laughed loudly, his voice booming like a bell, echoing through the sky, his words filled with unparalleled confidence and pride.
After witnessing his full-force attack being so easily neutralized, Ku He realized that the man who called himself Lü Bu was undoubtedly a Grandmaster with unfathomable strength.
So, with a solemn expression, he asked, "Are you... the general of the Dragon Kingdom's army this time?" His voice was calm, but it contained a hint of barely perceptible apprehension.
However, upon hearing this, Lü Bu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and he arrogantly replied, "General? Hmph! I am merely the vanguard general of the Dragon Kingdom's army this time."
"You old man, you dare to dream of paying homage to our Great General? That's utterly delusional! You're not qualified!"
Upon hearing Lü Bu's merciless sarcasm, Ku He stared wide-eyed at the vanguard general of the Dragon Kingdom army, his heart filled with shock and disbelief.
He simply couldn't imagine that a peerless expert with the cultivation of a Grandmaster was merely a vanguard in this mysterious Dragon Kingdom army!
So, what kind of earth-shattering figure is the commander-in-chief who leads this formidable army?
This question haunted Ku He's mind like a nightmare, causing him to feel a deep fear of the true strength of the Dragon Kingdom.
Countless questions swirled in Ku He's mind: Just how many masters are hidden in this Dragon Kingdom? How profound are their resources? Is what he is facing merely the tip of the iceberg?
The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became. At that moment, a thought involuntarily surfaced in Kuhe's mind—retreat.
Just then, Lü Bu dramatically thrust his mighty halberd, which was renowned throughout the world, into the ground, and then gracefully leaped off his tall and powerful Red Hare.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, and said loudly to Ku He, "Old man, this general does not want to bully you with weapons today, so I will only use my fists and feet to compete with you."
Upon hearing these words, Ku He was first stunned, and then felt a surge of anger rush to his head.
Since reaching the Grandmaster realm, when has anyone ever dared to look down on him like this? This blatant humiliation has completely humiliated him!
However, before Ku He could even think of a countermeasure, Lü Bu launched an attack like a whirlwind.
Lu Bu flashed forward, his fist, as big as a casserole dish, carrying immense force, and slammed straight towards Ku He.
Ku He was, after all, a veteran of countless battles, and his reaction was extremely swift. He lightly touched the ground with his feet and dodged the fierce attack to the side. However, Lu Bu's moves changed extremely quickly, instantly transforming his fist into a leg. A ferocious whip kick, like lightning, streaked across the sky and lashed fiercely at Ku He's waist.
Faced with this devastating blow, Ku He had no time to make any effective defensive moves.
A deafening thud resounded, as if the entire world trembled, and his figure was seen flying backward at an astonishing speed, like a kite with a broken string.
Kuhe's body traced a long arc in the air, rushing straight toward the impregnable city wall of Northern Qi.
Just as it was about to crash into the city wall, time seemed to freeze.
Immediately following was a chilling sound of bricks and stones flying everywhere, accompanied by billowing dust rising into the air like a giant wave, blotting out the sun.
Kuhe's body slammed heavily against the city wall, the powerful impact causing the incredibly hard ground to crack instantly.
His body sank deep into it, creating a huge, bottomless pit that was tens of meters wide in the ground.
The soil around the pit kept sliding down, gradually burying the bitter lotus in the pit.
It should be understood that as a grandmaster-level peerless expert, the power contained in each of his attacks is extremely terrifying.
Even a seemingly casual whip kick contains enough power to shatter mountains and overturn seas. Now, having suffered such a heavy blow, Ku He's life or death is truly unpredictable.
Meanwhile, in stark contrast to the intense one-on-one battles between Grandmasters in Northern Qi, the capital of the Dragon Kingdom was facing a sudden crisis.
It is unknown what kind of tempting conditions Emperor Qing offered, but he successfully persuaded Si Gu Jian of Dongyi City to join the Southern Qing camp.
Therefore, Emperor Qing personally led Ye Liuyun and Si Gu Jian, two top experts, and with a small entourage, quietly and unnoticed everyone, and sneaked into the capital of the Dragon Kingdom.
Their purpose in coming here on this dangerous journey is very clear: to take the life of the Dragon Emperor!
Once successful, the Dragon Kingdom's army, having lost its leader, will be leaderless and its morale will plummet. At that point, it will naturally collapse without a fight and scatter like birds and beasts.
As soon as Emperor Qing and his entourage stepped onto the land of the Dragon Kingdom, before even approaching the towering city gate, they were surprised to find that there wasn't a single soldier standing guard at the gate.
Moreover, the city gates, which are usually bustling with people, are now completely empty. No one is coming or going. The entire city gate is tightly closed, like a sleeping giant beast.
However, in front of the tightly closed city gate, there was a small and exquisite table.
Four people were sitting around the table, three men and one woman, calmly playing mahjong.
They would sometimes sip a cup of fragrant tea to moisten their throats; at other times, they would focus intently on the game of cards in their hands, their expressions serene.
The four men were all dressed in magnificent python robes, intricately embroidered with lifelike python patterns. Each python had four sharp claws, making them appear majestic and imposing.
As Emperor Qing and his group drew closer, the four people playing cards did not show much interest, remaining engrossed in their game.
Just then, a sweet shout rang out: "I won! Pay up!" It was the woman excitedly declaring her victory.
The man next to him muttered somewhat discontentedly, "Zhuque, your luck is just too good! You're not cheating, are you? How can you win every single time?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuque raised her eyebrows and retorted angrily, "Get lost, you dead White Tiger! Big Brother and the others haven't said anything, and you're the only one babbling on here."
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two had become a little tense, the man who was called the eldest brother among the four quickly smiled and smoothed things over: "Alright, alright, we've had enough fun, let's not neglect our guests who have come from afar."
As he spoke, he slowly stood up, reached for the weapon placed beside him, and looked thoughtfully in the direction where Emperor Qing and the others were.