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Chapter 12: The Hot-Blooded Strongman

  Indestructible Primordial Spirit

  Yangze County, the temperature at the end of spring is still very low, especially in the desolate and uninhabited mountainous areas, where the temperature is even lower. When the mountain wind blows, there is also a hint of winter chill.

  On the west slope of Dahong Mountain, patches of forest cling to the undulating hills, like a multitude of stars accompanying the moon. On the edge of Dahong Mountain, they are scattered and dotted on the earth.

  In a small grove, on top of a tall tree, Lu Bu's body swayed slightly as he looked east through the leaves, muttering to himself: "Indeed... isn't it said that Mount Da Hong is a natural barrier, so there's no need to station troops? But with watchtowers every 500 meters, each with at least 15 men, stretching for tens of miles, even national borders aren't defended like this?"

  "With such a big handwriting... it can't be for someone as insignificant as me, right?" Lu Buqi pinched the tip of his nose and jumped down from the three-meter-high tree trunk like a agile monkey.

  Lu Buwei didn't rush to sneak past the blockade line, he found a secluded corner and spread some dry branches around him, planning to take a nice nap.

  The sound of "crackling" echoed, and the heavy footsteps trampled on the dry wood branches, startling Lu Buqi awake. It was indeed a soldier wearing private armor, which made Lu Buqi's heart tighten, thinking that his actions had been exposed.

  "Damn it, it's midnight and who isn't hungry? They're just bullying me for being late to camp, making me go dig up bird eggs... It's pitch black, where are the nests?" The private muttered to himself, looking around in all directions.

  Lu Buqi's mouth corners slightly curled up, it turned out that he had sneaked out of class to find something to eat. At the same time, Lu Buqi's heart lit up, if he wore a private soldier uniform, maybe it could cover up his identity a bit?

  It's also fitting that this mercenary is unlucky, and actually came to the side of Lu Buqi, a fugitive. He came over, and even searched for bird nests in the dark, without noticing that not far from him was hiding a ruthless killer.

  However, this mercenary was lucky. Lu Buqi's killing method was quite neat and he only stunned him for a moment before his neck was twisted with great force and he instantly lost consciousness.

  He killed a man, picked up the god, Lu Buqi quickly put on his private soldier uniform, and didn't care about the private soldier's corpse either. He found a position between two sentry posts, carrying a bundle, and slipped out like a fat mouse.

  Just as Lu Buqi crawled into the mountain forest overgrown with weeds, a cold and stern voice rang out: "Which battalion are you from? Password!"

  "Password!" Lu Buqi's heart was greatly shocked, looking at the figure in the tree shadow, but also instantly calm, swaggering over, shaking the package in his hand: "What password are you talking about? I'm afraid you're hungry, so I brought some food for you."

  "Oh, sending food over..." The person didn't think much of it at first, but someone next to him clearly had other thoughts: "No way, we've already brought food, what's the point of them sending some?"

  Lu Bu did not hesitate, the standard rifle in his hand shook suddenly, and it struck the chest of the first sentinel to speak like a spiritual snake.

  That sentry was caught off guard and his chest was pierced through. Only when he died did two words burst out of his mouth: "Escape... Criminal..."

  Lu Bu's shot was undoubtedly a stir in the hornet's nest, and the shrill whistle echoed through the mountains. When he himself was surrounded by more than ten people in the forest, he suddenly realized that the intensity of this hidden whistle was much stronger than the open post.

  Including the unlucky devil who was stabbed to death by Lu Buji, each of these dark horned soldiers had a strength above Bone Resonance Triple, which is undoubtedly the standard of Yang Ze's elite private soldiers in the Wang family. This is also the biggest reason why Lu Buji will be surrounded.

  Lu Bujiu knew that if he didn't quickly break through the encirclement of these dozen or so men, and the other outposts not far away all came over, it would be a dead end.

  He quickly tied the package with a knot and hung it in front of him. Lu Buji took a deep breath, and the bravery of his fifteen meridians burst out, shooting the long spear in his hand forward.

  That one shot was so powerful that no one dared to block it, and the person who drew out the Fish Intestine Sword also fled like a deer. However, the Yang Ze elite soldiers, while calmly responding to the battle, showed an astonishing level of quality. Not to mention the performance of Lu Buqi's companions on both sides and behind him, but the two people in front of him, after dodging the long spear, drew out their long knives and joined forces to slash at Lu Buqi.

  With a left-handed fish-intestine sword, in the midst of a collision exceeding 10,000 jin of force from three people adding up, the long knife burst apart. At the same time, Lu Buqi's right foot flashed like lightning and kicked open an elite soldier, while his right hand swung out, and a small, slender three-edged awl shot onto another elite soldier's brow.

  However, in order to achieve such a feat, Lu Bodi's back was cut by two more knives. But the more Lu Bodi was injured, the braver he became. With a loud shout, his fish-intestine sword spun around and chopped back, clashing and cutting off two long knives. Borrowing force from the spear that was still stuck in the tree trunk and trembling, he climbed up to the top of the tree like a monkey.

  "Don't let him get away." The elite soldiers shouted in anger, and from a distance came a loud and clear voice: "I am Wang Chengzhou, don't make a racket, keep an eye on him, don't lose him."

  He climbed the tree, and Lu Buqi's speed was naturally not going anywhere, but it was enough to let him break through the siege of more than a dozen people, then desperately drilling into the mountain. As long as he entered the Great Hongshan Mountain, even if one or two thousand private soldiers entered the mountain, they would not be able to find Lu Buqi.

  But this time, those few elite soldiers were undoubtedly biting very tightly. With the sound of a series of urgent whistles, the voice of that person called "Wang Chengzhou" was getting closer and closer. It was clear that Wang Chengzhou's speed was much faster than Lu Boyu's. In just another moment, he would probably catch up.

  What is meant by distinguishing the strong and weak through listening to sounds, Wang Chengzhou's breathing was long and drawn out, and he could still produce a voice that could be transmitted for several li while running at high speed, which was undoubtedly an extremely powerful master. Lu Buqi hadn't seen the Bone Resonance Ninefold, but it should be similar to the eighth fold, and probably didn't have such a terrifying prestige.

  That is to say, this Wang Chengzhou might be the most top-notch martial artist, a hot-blooded realm martial artist. How could this not make Lu Buqi's heart feel greatly anxious?

  Even after these two months, Lu Fei has grown under the pressure of fleeing, and all 15 meridians can be recited fluently, with full force, he can burst out more than 6,000 catties of strength, but compared to the hot-blooded warriors who often have tens of thousands of catties of strength, there is still a big gap.

  Lu Bu desperately fled for his life, but in the end he could not escape this heavenly net...

  As a thunderous roar burst out behind him, a strong sense of crisis made Lu Buqi instinctively roll to the ground, and with a loud rumble, the square inch of land also shook for a few seconds.

  Lu Bu Di stood up again, his body in a bear-like stance, staring tightly at the fierce general who was holding a giant war hammer and wearing thick black iron armor, with sparse hair and a slightly fat face, like a giant spirit god.

  Lu Bu's blacksmithing skills were quite standard, and at a glance, it was clear that the large hammer with a rounded head wasn't cast from molten iron, but rather forged. It weighed at least 800 catties. The black iron armor, just the chest plate alone, probably weighed around 180 catties, and the entire set of armor likely weighed around 300 catties.

  It's hard to imagine that a person carrying a heavy load of several hundred kilograms can still catch up with Lu Buqi from a few miles away, and not even break a sweat. Is this still human?

  Wang Chengzhou raised his hand to stop the two Wei Jun leaders who were chasing after him, and gazed at Lu Buqi with an arrogant look: "If you can dodge my attack, Wang Chengzhou's one move, then even if you go to the underworld to make a report, it's worth being proud of!"

  People who like to mention their own names in conversation are generally extremely self-centered. Lu Buqi, although feeling despondent at heart, still managed to relax himself as much as possible, his mouth curling up slightly: "Really? Then if I can dodge your ten moves, won't I be able to leave a famous name in history?"

  "Haha... even if I don't leave a name in history, at least for the next hundred years in Yang Ze, there will be people who remember your name!" Wang Chengzhou said proudly: "Since breaking through to the Hot Blood Realm, I ask you, in this Yang Ze, apart from the family head and the Grand Marshal, who can be my Three Harmony enemy?"

  He was indeed a passionate and high-handed person, Lu Buji's heart was bitter with a smile on his face: "Then I can see it before I die, and my life will be regretless!"

  "Can you still joke around with me, Wang Chengzhou?" Wang Chengzhou slammed his hammer to the ground: "Kid, just for this, I'll give you a chance to surrender!"

  "Surrender?" Lu Buji lightly pinched the tip of his nose: "Is there a way out for surrender? Not to mention whether I killed Wang Duocai and others, just saying that I have killed more than 20 Yangze elite soldiers in this period of time, I'm afraid no one can tolerate me?"

  "You have the nerve to say that!" Wang Chengzhou retorted, "Those who betray the royal family will absolutely not have a good ending. But if you surrender, at least you can eat a full meal and die with dignity. Otherwise, under my hammer, your bones will be crushed into powder."

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