Seeing that Guan Hai was greasy, Zhou Yu took a few steps back, only to feel his feet stagnate. He stepped on Sun Ce's ankle and tripped to the ground.
At this time, at the mouth of the valley, Fang Guang and Gan Ning held down Sun Ce and violently attacked.
If Jiangdong's little overlord hadn't been wearing armor, he would have been seriously injured by Fang Guang's vital strike technique that was ahead of his time, and Gan Ning's Pao Ge moves.
Sun Ce had been fighting all his life, and this was the first time he met an opponent who was as fierce and vicious as him, and far more sinister than him.
Fang Datong, known as Qilin, was a famous scholar in Dongjun County, ran a private school, and was proficient in farming and mulberry farming. At this time, the iron bars never left his head, neck, and between his legs.
Gan Ning even threw off his arms, wrapped his fingers in bone rings, and kept his fists on Sun Ce's head and face.
The little bully was in a state of embarrassment and was pinned to the bottom. He felt his body stiffen as another person piled on top of him.
Sun Ce took a closer look and saw that it was Gong Jin, who liked to be clean by nature. Somehow, he was also entangled with the three people underground.
For a moment, the celebrities and overlords rolled into one piece on the muddy ground at the mouth of the valley, just like fighting with the gangsters in the market.
"Hurry up and protect your lord! How can a common man from East County fight like this?"
"Yi Gong, drag the lord out first, he's already sticking out his tongue!"
When Han Dang and Huang Gai arrived, they thought about many variables, but they didn't expect that Fang Guang would rush towards the crowd. His armor could protect against bows, arrows and swords. When they were pushed to the ground, they looked much clumsier. Instead, they seemed to be pushed by Fang Guang.
Guang grasped the weakness.
The two of them were frightened and anxious, and shouted to join the battle group. In their ears, the roars of Qu Yi and Guan Hai could be heard.
"A few cowards will always suffer death!"
"Young lady, you little bully, beat me up!"
Qu Yi and Guan Hai were so impatient that vulgar words spewed out from Liangzhou and Qingzhou.
Eight strong men rolled and fought at the mouth of the valley. In the east bend of the Yangtze River, soldiers from Xuchang also shouted and fought together. A surprise attack turned into a battle in the market.
Sun Ce gritted his teeth and just stared at Fang Guang. He grabbed an iron bar between his legs, yelled, hugged Fang Guang's waist, and stood up with all his strength.
Zhou Yu looked disgusted, ashamed and angry. Gan Ning, who was getting more and more excited as he was beaten more and more, rolled on the ground with his calf in his arms. The soft sword in his hand had already rolled to nowhere.
Han Dang and Qu Yi are the most mature people in both camps, and their tactics are the same.
The two of them stood firm, using the martial arts skills noted by the generals and captains of the Han Dynasty. They pushed and tested each other, and for a while neither could do anything to the other.
The eight people were divided into four pairs. The ones who fought the most dangerously were Fang Guang and Sun Ce. The ones who fought the most photogenic and shocking people were Huang Gai and Guan Hai.
As second-tier players on both sides, these two have similar strength and intelligence, and even their fighting styles are average.
According to the history books, Zhou Yu and Huang Gai used counter-intuitive tactics to play tricks on Boss Cao. Huang Gai was beaten until his skin was torn. That night, he became the vanguard of the Wu army's navy. This shows that this man was rough-skinned and thick-bodied, but he was gifted.
Guan Hai has been in the Yellow Turban Army for more than ten years, and he has withstood the pursuit of many big bosses, from Zhu Jun, Lu Zhi, to Zhang Fei, and his blood is naturally thick.
The two of them punched each other, and I kicked them. They only greeted each other's head and face. In an instant, their skin was torn and their flesh was dripping with blood. They were still standing like nails. They just punched and refused to give way.
What was a grand event where strange objects appeared in the world turned into a fight that was not like a fight, and the intensity was far more intense than a fight.
The eight people were fighting, and Xu Shu, Liu Ye and others who followed Fang Guang were anxious and frightened.
Yuan Zhi, who is a master of fire attack, is thinking about setting fire. If there are a bunch of people entangled together, where is the fire?
Although Liu Ye didn't look amazing, he was a famous figure who had a record of killing in Yangzhou. He rolled up his sleeves, pulled out a short blade from his waist, looked at the gap, and stabbed everyone in Soochow, which was very heroic.
As a master of construction in the late Han Dynasty and a student of an aristocratic family, it was very reasonable for him to carry weapons on his body.
Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao looked at the scene in front of them and knew that it was because of them sneaking here that they were in the current situation. For a moment, they stamped their feet in anxiety and started sobbing.
How could she not know Sun Ce's feelings for Da Qiao?
She loved Fang Guang. How could she bear the heart to watch Fang Guang, who used a guillotine to lock up the Jiangdong Tiger, kill Sun Ce?
Of course, if Sun Ce hurt Fang Guang, Da Qiao would also be devastated.
At a glance, the girl saw that Sun Ce used all his strength to knock Fang Guang to the ground, but the Dongjun governor used UFC techniques that would never appear in the Eastern Han Dynasty to strangle his neck and pin him on his chest.
It was Sun Ce who was as strong as an ox and put one hand on his neck to prevent Fang Guang from exerting his strength, and he was able to hold on until now.
Otherwise, no matter how brave the little overlord is, no matter how thick his armor is, he will be suffocated and unconscious at this time.
Even though he was strong, he was suffocated at this time. His face turned red and he seemed unable to breathe out. He could only hold Fang Guang up with one hand and smashed him into the ground with all his strength.
Once, twice, Fang Guang, who was not wearing armor, his back was already bruised, but he still strangled Sun Ce.
The skills of close combat have become Fang Guang's muscle memory during life and death fights during the Yellow Turban Army.
Since he surrendered to Liu Bei, he has been on war horses, fighting with swords and halberds to decide the outcome. All in all, these skills have not been used for several years.
Fang Guang vs. Sun Ce, the situation on the court depends on whether the little bully will die first or whether Fang Guang will be unable to withstand the severe pain in his back first.
Just when Fang Guang was gritting his teeth and thinking that he had a 70% chance of winning and would be able to strangle Sun Ce alive today and avoid the tiger in Xuchang, Da Qiao heard a cry full of sorrow in his ears.
"Don't fight, Datong, Bofu, don't fight. If any of you died here today, would I still be able to live alone in the world?"
"Bo Fu, you are a hero. I knew it when I was in Jiangdong. Unfortunately, what Da Qiao cares about is not the tigers in the mountains, but..."
"But there are people who are like stars in the sky. I am with him every day, and we are in the same Jiangdong. But yesterday was different. Here, it is like a day like an immortal in the sky."
"My sister and I love the Tao of Xuchang, with its elegant music and erudite calligraphy. Only today do I realize that the superficial knowledge of musicians and the reserve of aristocratic families were nothing but illusion!"
"Bo Fu, Jiangdong, my sister and I will never go back. Even if we go back, we will serve on the side of Datong. This will not change even if the mountains collapse and the water dries up!"
Da Qiao burst into anxious tears, and Xiao Qiao next to him also rushed to Sun Ce in discomfort, trying to push the little bully away, and grabbed Fang Guang's hand by his clothes.
The Jiangdong Tiger had been restrained by Fang Guang, and his eyes were black and red due to lack of oxygen.
Da Qiao's voice still entered Sun Ce's mind.
This masculine overlord Fang Guang, who was firmly ranked among the top three in the world, suddenly felt confused, a sourness that had never appeared in his heart, and his chest was instantly filled with worry.
Sun Ce suddenly felt his head and neck being released. He took a greedy breath of air, and the black and red in front of his eyes disappeared in an instant.
The little bully still held Fang Guang's belt, and his eyesight recovered. The first thing he saw was a smile on his face, with the corners of his mouth raised, looking at Fang Guang. Looking at Fang Guang.