CHAPTER 1772: CHAPTER 1773: FAST KNIFE LI

"Clang!"

You blocked it with your spear.

"Good!" Sun Guan, with his burly figure and seemingly heavy long knife, swung his horse around and aimed another blow at you!

You have a fiery temper; the first slash might be forgivable, but this guy wants to repeat his trick. Even though you’re on the ground and Sun Guan is on horseback, using speed, momentum, and every physical advantage imaginable, your divine power is not to be underestimated!

Seeing Sun Guan’s long knife coming at you, you stamp your right foot forward heavily, creating a deep impression in the ground, then swiftly sweep upward with your spear.

"Clang!"

"Whinny—"

The impact sends the horse under Sun Quan skidding back several steps, and Sun Guan nearly loses his grip on the long knife! In terms of strength, Sun Guan has completely lost to you, but Sun Guan has his men.

"What are you dawdling for? Slash this guy to death with random cuts!"

"Can’t win in a one-on-one, so resort to a mob attack? You might as well die!"

You curse again, sweeping your spear horizontally and clearing the air, noticing the surrounding infantry had been pushed back, just as the regular army filled in.

You’re definitely not foolish; this is a battlefield, not an arena for dueling. You twirl your spear—a mere flourish to intimidate the soldiers—and quickly retreat.

"Stop, have some guts, don’t run!" Sun Guan urged his horse to chase you.

Just as Sun Guan started, you suddenly spun around, your spear moving so fast it tore through the air, smashing into Sun Guan’s right shoulder with a sharp sound, and knocking Sun Quan off his horse!

Sun Guan was knocked flying, but the horse’s momentum didn’t stop.

You grabbed the reins, leapt into the air, and landed onto the horse.

You can ride, though your skills aren’t exquisite, but without stirrups, you wouldn’t simply fall off.

Without stirrups, you find it a bit awkward, and with the spear in hand, you consider discarding it as you urge the horse along with the infantry towards the battlefield’s edge. Suddenly, a loud bang behind you brings a chilling feeling. Almost instinctively, you press the spear shaft against the horse’s back, and leap away at top speed.

"Slash!"

"Whinny!!!"

In mid-air, you gape in horror as a black shadow splits the tall horse in half. Meanwhile, spinning in the air, you see the tall figure behind you.

At this moment, you can almost smell death, so close!

"Lü Bu!"

Your words barely leave your mouth when the shadow strikes again!

"Clang!"

Gigantic force hits your spear, your hands instantly numb, your spear flying from your grip, and you tumble headlong into the fleeing infantry.

"Kill!"

Lü Bu seemed to issue a thunderous shout, transforming into a demonic purgatory, wielding his Fang Tian Hua Ji, relentlessly reaping lives.

However, despite the sheer number of infantry, they weren’t armored heavily, and their retreat speed was far faster than the regular troops. You vanish into the crowd, and Lü Bu, searching several times without finding you, gives up and continues leading his troops in combat.

You flee with the infantry to the battlefield’s edge, having no time to watch the military struggle, collapsing to the ground where you cough up fresh blood!

"Ha! Ha!"

You gasp while sitting on the ground, laughing inexplicably after surviving a close call.

Twice now, you’ve escaped Lü Bu’s grasp. Although you’re injured this time, it’s not serious, and after some exchanges with Sun Guan, you at least know you can now single-handedly challenge fifth-rank military generals.

Whereas the first escape from Lü Bu may have been luck, the second involved some skill, considering your considerable insight into danger.

The battle ended with bodies scattered everywhere, and neither side gained the upper hand. You witnessed carefully on the battlefield’s edge, realizing that one person’s power, like Lü Bu’s, couldn’t solely dominate a battlefield. Despite his immense strength, against thousands of troops, his role was akin to a ship on the sea—unable to pierce through the waves, merely floating atop fierce surges.

With both sides evenly matched, this battle dragged on for a full month.

Throughout this month, you changed the most.

Now you’re still infantry, but your name started spreading. Even in Lü Bu’s camp, tales of your exploits, Fast Knife Li, began to circulate.

The reason for such a name was because after surviving two encounters with Lü Bu, you suddenly figured something out. You abandoned the spear and decided to use a knife instead.

Even with divine power, you didn’t overly abuse it, rather concentrated its use. In your free time, you’d go to the forest outside the camp, chipping away at tree trunks with your broken knife, practicing several moves aiming for speed, ferocity, and precision!

On the battlefield, your efforts bore fruit, and at almost every encounter, your Big Blade claimed a life so swiftly they couldn’t even see the blade’s shadow!

Yet, despite killing countless foes, no rewards came from the top.

Not even basic compensations, which ordinary soldiers began to notice too.

Still, you stayed silent, knowing someone must be undermining you, likely Lü Kuang and his ilk.

Even if you could chop off Lü Kuang’s head in three moves now, you weren’t foolhardy enough to go against those with power.

Your mind is clear; you won’t take any unnecessary actions until your wings are strong enough. For now, your sole focus is growing stronger, getting stronger!

Your goal is clear: withstand three moves from Lü Bu!

On the battlefield, you’ve been defeated six times by Lü Bu. Initially, you felt nothing, but later, you realized Lü Bu wasn’t even exerting full power. Regardless of standing against countless troops alone, he remained relaxed, the dazzling arc of his Fang Tian Hua Ji never pierced, and wherever men and horses passed, the enemy was left lying dead.

Gradually, you noticed some hints. It seemed this battle was intentionally prolonged by Lü Bu.

From the start, Lü Bu’s cavalry never showed. He casually led regular units on the field, appearing every seven days, occasionally training horses and waving his Fang Tian Hua Ji.

If Lü Bu was deliberately stalling, it meant another team was likely proceeding elsewhere.