After Zhang Liao finished speaking, he picked up his halberd and slowly rode over:

"Zhang Liao will experience General Hua's skills firsthand!"

When Hua Xiong saw that it was indeed Zhang Liao leading the charge, he laughed so hard he could hardly breathe, brandishing his greatsword.

"Haha, your name is Zhang Liao? It seems your army is out of talent, so you're the only one left to fight me one-on-one!"

"Don't cry if you lose, haha!"

Zhang Liao was completely unaffected by Hua Xiong's arrogance, and raised his halberd high: "Enough with the nonsense, let's begin!"

"Haha, you're so young and you already know how to wield a halberd, huh? If you can last thirty rounds against me, I'll admit defeat!"

Hua Xiong laughed even more arrogantly when he saw the weapon Zhang Liao was using.

A moon-shaped blade, a year-long spear, a lifetime of halberds!

To wield a halberd skillfully requires a long period of practice.

At Zhang Liao's age, even if he started training from the womb, he wouldn't be able to train for very long.

Now Zhang Liao is actually using a halberd to fight him. Let alone thirty rounds, he could kill him in ten rounds.

Zhang Liao remained silent, slowly adjusting his breathing, preparing to make his move.

He knew that this Hua Xiong was definitely the most formidable opponent he had faced since joining the army!

However, Zhang Liao had already encountered Lü Bu and Xue Rengui, and had even sparred with them privately.

Of course, Zhang Liao couldn't defeat either of them, but sparring with them was enough to greatly improve his martial arts skills.

Seeing that Zhang Liao remained silent, Hua Xiong assumed that the other party was afraid, and immediately his voice turned cold:

"Both sides' soldiers bear witness: swords have no eyes. If you are accidentally injured or killed, you can only blame your own lack of skill!"

Immediately, Hua Xiong's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he twirled his broadsword:

"Hey, Zhang Liao, you brat, what are your orders!"