At the end of the Warring States period, he studied under Guiguzi, practiced the strategy of alliances and confederacies, established the Black Ice Platform, and helped Ying Zheng sweep across the ...
Zhao Yun's face turned serious. He suddenly flicked his spear, and his inner force leaked out, transforming into a giant python phantom that coiled around the spear tip, flicking its scarlet tongue, looking ferocious and terrifying!
Boom!
The two collided the next moment, unleashing a violent shockwave.
A piercing metallic clang resounded, making one's eardrums ache!
Zhao Yun was struck by the immense force and sent flying backward once again.
However, Zhao Yun was neither discouraged nor angry; instead, his eyes burned with fervor.
"That was great! Let's do it again!"
Zhao Yun laughed heartily, his fighting spirit surging, and with his spear in hand, he attacked Yu Ji once again.
This time, Yu Ji's expression finally turned serious.
He knew that this young man was very talented, and even compared to him, he was in no way inferior.
"As expected of a disciple of Guigu, you have considerable talent! However, you are far from being able to defeat me!"
Yu Ji sneered, leaped forward, and went to meet him.
Suddenly, the whisk in his hand extended, transforming into a long whip, which lashed out at Zhao Yun.
Seeing this, Zhao Yun brandished his spear and blocked Yu Ji's attack. However, the next second, his expression changed drastically because five steel nails suddenly appeared from Yu Ji's other hand and shot straight toward his chest.
These five steel nails were incredibly fast, like arrows released from a bow, and arrived in front of Zhao Yun in the blink of an eye.
In the critical moment, Zhao Yun suddenly jumped to the side, barely dodging the five steel nails.
"Hmm? You actually managed to dodge my attack?"
Yu Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly not expecting Zhao Yun to be able to dodge his fatal blow.
As soon as Zhao Yun steadied himself, he heard a whooshing sound behind him. Without hesitation, he immediately turned around and thrust!
Clang!
Zhao Yun's spear was deflected by Yu Ji's whisk, which then suddenly swung and slammed down on Zhao Yun's head.
Zhao Yun took a half step back, narrowly dodging Yu Ji's whisk.
"What amazing marksmanship! Did you create this yourself, young friend?" Yu Ji asked curiously.
Zhao Yun steadied himself and then slowly said, "Indeed, this is the Seven-Probe Serpent Coil Spear Technique!"
Yu Ji nodded. This Zhao Yun was indeed extraordinary; he had actually created his own spear technique. This achievement had probably surpassed that of Tong Yuan.
"The Seven-Step Snake Coil Spear Technique is quite interesting."
Yu Ji exclaimed in admiration, but then swept his whisk again, and this time, six silver needles shot out from the whisk, heading straight for Zhao Yun.
The silver needles gleamed with a cold light. Zhao Yun dared not be careless and immediately swung his spear to resist, but he was still forced to retreat repeatedly and almost fell.
Zhao Yun was deeply shocked. The fact that Yu Ji's whisk could change shape at will was truly unbelievable.
The whisk in his hand was like a mechanism, always able to suddenly unleash some strange offensive methods.
Zhao Yun's expression gradually darkened.
"Well? Young friend, do you still want to continue fighting?!" Yu Ji's indifferent voice rang out.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun coldly replied, "It's still uncertain who will emerge victorious!"
As Zhao Yun spoke, he slightly bent his feet, gathering strength in his legs, ready to charge!
Yu Ji shook his head, and suddenly flicked his whisk!
Threads of white spider silk, as fine as cow hair, shot out from the whisk and instantly covered the entire area.
Zhao Yun was surrounded by fine lines like a spider web, revealing his whereabouts and aura!
Zhao Yun frowned slightly. He discovered that these white spider silks were extremely tough, completely enveloping his entire body!
Zhao Yun's movements were restricted, and the spear in his hand became useless!
This immediately made Zhao Yun's situation extremely dangerous!
He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet hard on the floor, trying to use the huge reaction force to break free from the spider silk and escape his predicament.
However, Yu Ji had already anticipated Zhao Yun's actions. With a slight flick of his wrist, the spider silk that had spread in all directions instantly contracted, completely blocking Zhao Yun's movements.
"Young friend, surrender now," Yu Ji said calmly.
Zhao Yun took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that this was definitely not over yet.
Buzz~
Zhao Yun's internal energy surged and poured into his spear. He gripped the spear tightly with both hands and thrust it forward with force!
"Sizzle!"
In an instant, all the spider silk snapped!
"Huh? Spear intent!" Yu Ji exclaimed in surprise, not expecting that Zhao Yun had actually comprehended spear intent!
Yu Ji was not shocked; on the contrary, he became even more excited.
"Of all weapons in the world, the spear reigns supreme. Even Tong Yuan, known as the God of Spears, has never grasped the essence of the spear. Young friend, you're giving me more and more surprises!"
Yu Ji looked at Zhao Yun with a gleam in his eyes; clearly, he too had noticed Zhao Yun's extraordinary qualities.
The soldiers watching were dumbfounded when they saw Zhao Yun suddenly unleash his power. They were incredulous. Was this still a battle between humans?
The four generals from Jiangdong were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. Zhao Yun hadn't even used his full strength, yet he had almost killed them all.
If it weren't for this old Taoist priest's help, how the hell would we have fought?!
"This Zhao Yun is too monstrous!" Zhou Yu stared blankly at the battle between the two and murmured.
Although he had already estimated Zhao Yun's strength, he still didn't expect Zhao Yun to have reached this level, even comprehending the essence of the spear.
"However, it's still a bit lacking."
Just then, Yu Ji suddenly shook his head and said something in a low voice.
The next moment, Yu Ji disappeared from his original spot and was already behind Zhao Yun in the blink of an eye!
Yu Ji pushed his palms out, and a strong wind howled as it arrived!
Zhao Yun suddenly turned around and swept his spear, but Yu Ji dodged it. Then, Yu Ji pulled his arm horizontally, and his whisk instantly rolled up and wrapped around Zhao Yun's wrist.
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