Chapter 88: Pseudo-Strong
Guo Hao's complaints were not loud, but Lu Bu, who was far away, still heard them.
Lu Bu glanced at Guo Hao with some surprise. He didn't expect that Guo Hao, who was the General of Cavalry and killed Zhang Jue, did not understand the division of strength.
After hesitating for a while, Lu Bu decided to give face to Guo Hao.
"Everyone in the world uses force to distinguish between the strong and the weak, and even makes ridiculous distinctions like first-rate and second-rate."
"There are only three paths for warriors: spirit, energy and soul."
"The classification of strength into second-rate and third-rate is quite appropriate, but the so-called first-rate is full of mixed people."
"Every warrior is gifted with talent, and there are countless people with powerful traits. How can we lump them together?"
"A warrior's realm is divided into three levels: internal energy entering the body, internal energy condensing, internal energy forming qi, internal energy leaving the body, and internal energy breaking through the realm."
“The so-called first-rate generals should be those whose internal energy leaves the body, rather than these generals whose internal energy forms into Gang.” Lu Bu said as he glanced with disdain at the group of generals who were killed in one move.
"No, that's not right. Strictly speaking, they are considered to be pseudo-internal energy out of body."
Lu Bu thought about it and changed his words. After all, although this group of generals were killed instantly by his move, he was indeed able to suppress second-rate generals.
Among the people present, some showed disdain, some looked shocked, and it was obvious that Guo Hao was not the only ignorant person.
Some people thought they had become first-rate generals and were already the best in the world, but now they are defined as pseudo-strong men, and they are extremely dissatisfied.
But looking at Lu Bu who was like a ghost in the field, they could not find any reason to refute. The words of the strong always carry enough weight.
"Although Hua Xiong and Pan Feng were very weak, they had truly broken through the realm of life and death and entered the stage of internal energy leaving the body. These people have only forcibly piled up their martial arts values through various means. They may seem to be flourishing, but in fact they are rotten and vulnerable."
"After entering the state of internal energy leaving the body, if you focus on escaping, it will be difficult for even me to kill you." Lu Bu praised from the bottom of his heart. After all, he has been staying in the state of internal energy leaving the body for a very long time. He is an authority in this martial art.
Unlike ordinary generals who are still thinking about how to break through to the level of internal energy leaving the body, he has already sorted out and planned a set of methods that can allow the body to reach its limits in all aspects, and even allow more people to achieve the internal energy leaving the body. He originally wanted to create more masters to challenge him and help him break through to the level of .
Unfortunately, the shackles of heaven were shattered by Zhang Jue, and the essence of heaven and earth became increasingly active. The shackles that were originally difficult to break through were directly shattered, and Lu Bu only needed to summon up his internal energy to break through.
The more invincible Lu Bu began to train more masters to help him go further. If others knew about this, they would definitely think that Lu Bu was a madman.
But for a man who has already reached the pinnacle of his battles and looks down on everyone, his only opponents are himself and the world. He firmly believes that he is the strongest warrior in the world.
Lu Bu just felt regretful that he had not been able to meet Zhang Jue. He was very interested in Zhang Jue, a master who could break through before him.
Guo Hao roughly understood what Lu Bu meant, that is, the strength of a general mainly depends on his own strength, which is commonly known as the bare makeup panel. Abandoning all external bonuses, a general who reaches a force of more than 100 is almost truly breaking through the realm of internal energy.
In other words, there is a pseudo-first-rate level between the first-rate and the second-rate, and now his own talent has reached the pseudo-first-rate level.
"Okay, after all this talk, you should all understand. Let's use the weapons in your hands to tell the story next!"
Seeing the thoughtful look on Guo Hao's face, Lu Bu knew that Guo Hao had understood, so he gave up explaining and began to invite the generals to take action.
"You came first? You came first? Or you came first?"
Lu Bu's Fang Tian Hua Ji pointed at Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, and Guan Yu.
"Looking for death" - Yan Liang and Wen Chou were furious when they were ignored by Lu Bu. The two men whose internal energy had left their bodies clearly felt Lu Bu's disdain.
Yan Liang was so angry that he attacked and used the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword given by Yuan Shao to split Huashan Mountain.
Lu Bu casually used his painted halberd to block Yan Liang's full-strength attack, then with his backhand he pulled, poked, and slashed Yan Liang's body, leaving a deep scar.
Feeling the burning pain in his wound, Yan Liang became even more excited. He had long wanted to challenge a stronger master to surpass himself.
Before, almost no one in Hebei could match him. Now, when he suddenly met Lu Bu, Yan Liang began to tremble with excitement.
Lu Bu looked at Yan Liang in vain. He was too weak. It was hard to predict the outcome of a fight with Red Hare, let alone fighting against him.
"Take my knife!"
Yan Liang gathered all the internal energy in his body, gathering the blood-red internal energy, and madly concentrated the accumulated power onto the broadsword, and then he made a shocking move.
"What a troublesome weakling." Lu Bu casually resisted Yan Liang's attack and even yawned.
If they were on the battlefield and there was humanitarian energy to suppress him, Yan Liang could still fight him for dozens of rounds.
Under the current circumstances, Lu Bu was too lazy to deal with Yan Liang.
"Forget it, just treat it as a warm-up." Lu Bu's entire body was emitting a golden-red glow, and he looked like a god descending from heaven.
Yan Liang was terrified . His sixth sense was frantically telling him how terrifying the man in front of him was. Even his legs were shaking unconsciously.
"I am Yan Liang!"
Yan Liang shouted loudly, his voice like thunder, which not only took away Yan Liang's fear, but also made Yan Liang's attack even more powerful.
"kill!"
Lu Bu showed admiration on his face. He was indeed a warrior who could break through the internal energy and leave his body on his own. He would not disappoint even when facing a powerful opponent.
When the Fang Tian Hua Ji and the Da Xia Long Que met, Yan Liang was knocked away and blood was scattered in the sky.
Yan Liang saw Wen Chou's worried face in the air, and also saw Yuan Shao's expectant eyes.
"My lord is still waiting for me! My brothers are still waiting for me! I can't lose!"
Yan Liang was seriously injured, but his aura was even stronger.
His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Lu Bu with those scarlet eyes, then he pounced on him again.
"A divine warrior?" Lu Bu had a little more admiration for Yan Liang who was on the same path as him. His strength was enough to shatter Yan Liang's confidence, but Yan Liang was able to make another move.
"You are now qualified to give your name."
"Yan Liang from Hebei," Yan Liang said fiercely, and then slashed at Lu Bu with his sword.
Ten moves, twenty moves, fifty moves, Yan Liang fought fiercely with Lu Bu.
"That's enough! The warm-up is over!"
Lu Bu put his right hand on the painted halberd. He felt that he had been entangled with Yan Liang for long enough.
The painted halberd broke through Yan Liang's defense with absolute pressure, and the storm-like attack directly knocked Yan Liang into the ground.
Yan Liang fell down powerlessly. The gap between them was too big. He even felt that Lu Bu didn't even use any strength and he fell down.
Yan Liang's vision gradually blurred as he fell down, and he could no longer stand up and fight.
"Brother!" Wen Chou, who was holding the fort on the side, looked like a madman.
