After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

Chapter 222 There is no one more suitable than me to fight

The Great Zhou rebels behind Qi Jianshu watched as Han Ziyu ruthlessly pulled out the spear, and the blood from the deputy general's chest... gushed out.

Bright red blood gushed out, most of it spilled on Han Ziyu who was facing the deputy general. A spear stood on the ground, and the blood on the tip of the spear flowed down silently until... dyed Han Ziyu's hands red.

The psychological pressure caused by this scene is no less than that of Qi Jianshu...

The tens of thousands of people who had just been shocked by Qi Jianshu began to waver again.

No one is not afraid of death, especially them. If they were really not afraid of death, they would have fought to the death when the Western Chu people attacked Xianyang City.

Qi Jianshu raised his eyebrows, and felt a hint of fighting spirit at Han Ziyu's decisive and fierce approach. He curled his lips without a smile in his eyes, "I'll meet you!"

He pulled the reins hard and rode the horse quickly to Han Ziyu.

Han Ziyu didn't know Qi Jianshu, but he had fought beside Han Yaojun for many years and remembered one thing deeply, which is - don't be careless on the battlefield.

Any contempt may bring fatal danger to oneself.

For this reason, when Qi Jianshu calmly rode his horse towards him, he did not dare to underestimate the commander of Western Chu. He stared at him closely and clenched the spear in his hand again and again.

The two men fought, one on horseback and the other standing on the ground. Even though Qi Jianshu took advantage of his horse, it only took him five moves to force Han Ziyu to retreat step by step.

Han Ziyu's eyes changed slightly. Until this moment, the look in his eyes when he looked at Qi Jianshu was very different from before. There was hatred, coldness, and also... fear.

Qi Jianshu was also good at using a spear, and he wielded the spear with ease. He held the reins with one hand and wielded the spear with the other, which doubled the difficulty.

In this situation, he was able to easily avoid Han Ziyu's attacks again and again, and turned the tables when Han Ziyu used the same trick again.

With this accurate and fierce shot, he blocked the tip of Han Ziyu's gun, thus preventing his beloved horse from being stabbed by Han Ziyu.

He used the opponent's force to counter attack. When Han Ziyu saw that the situation was not good and wanted to withdraw his spear, he seemed to be showing weakness and didn't notice it. In fact, he quickly followed the opponent's lead.

When Han Ziyu was about to withdraw his spear, he suddenly turned the spear in his hand and suppressed Han Ziyu's spear. The action was so sudden and fierce that when Han Ziyu reacted...

Qi Jianshu had already flown off the horse and kicked him in the chest, causing Han Ziyu to fall to the ground and roll. Only then did he barely dodge the tip of Qi Jianshu's gun and avoid being shot to death.

Qi Jianshu's skills and martial arts were far beyond everyone's expectations. As Han Yaojun's confidant, Han Ziyu's martial arts skills were not the best, but as a young generation, he was already a rare leader.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated after only fighting with Qi Jianshu for dozens of moves, and was almost stabbed to death on the spot by Qi Jianshu's spear.

Seeing such a scene, Han Yaojun and others on the city wall couldn't help but worry for him. Before, everyone was so happy because of Han Ziyu's great victory, but now they were... silent.

Qi Jianshu did not press on to pursue the victory, but watched coldly as Han Ziyu got up from the ground.

His tall figure, handsome appearance, and stern temperament all speak of his inherent arrogance and disdain.

He was unwilling to press on when Han Ziyu was already defeated, and was unwilling to take this opportunity to kill the opponent.

"Come again." Han Ziyu said in a deep voice.

Qi Jianshu's brows moved slightly, and he easily took on Han Ziyu's attack.

Qi Jianshu was not sitting on the horse now. Both of them were holding spears, and their weapons were similar.

As their moves changed so quickly, their positions kept changing during the fight.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the fight between the two of them was just a fight between masters, with astonishing skills.

For Chu Xi and Han Yaojun, who were both strong in martial arts, every move carried silent danger. If any of them dared to be careless, it would not be surprising if the tip of the gun pierced their chest or neck.

Chu Xi noticed that Qi Jianshu did not use all his strength when fighting with Han Ziyu, and the opponent was still holding back, so he looked extremely relaxed and able to control his movements freely.

Han Ziyu obviously realized this. Even though he tried his best again and again to defeat Qi Jianshu in one fell swoop, unfortunately, the gap between the two of them could not be bridged by his willpower alone.

Han Ziyu becomes more courageous as he faces more setbacks. These four words are fully reflected in him.

However, Qi Jianshu lost his patience to continue playing with him. He suddenly turned his hand and swung the spear towards Han Ziyu's knee, knocking the unprepared Han Ziyu to his knees.

The spear in Han Ziyu's hand fell off and he stared at Qi Jianshu with cold eyes.

Even though the opponent's gun tip was at his neck, he was still unable to retract his attack.

Qi Jianshu slowly retracted his spear and the spear fell to the ground.

He raised his eyes slowly, swept his gaze over Han Yaojun, Chu Xi and the others, and chuckled, "In such a big city like Xi'an, there won't be anyone else who can go to the battle except him, right?"

The smile was very light, without any arrogant sneer, and the tone was flat. If you didn't know, you would think he was communicating with the people on the city wall in a friendly manner.

Several generals on the city wall requested to fight. They felt that Qi Jianshu's attitude clearly showed that he did not take anyone seriously, and it seemed like a silent provocation.

Therefore, they couldn't bear this frustration.

Han Yaojun glanced at the generals who had requested to fight. There were young and old ones, but Han Yaojun knew their martial arts. Even if he let them go down, they would not be a match for Qi Jianshu.

After thinking it over, he decided to fight in person.

Chu Xi suddenly spoke, his black and white fox eyes seemed to be rippling with silent laughter, and he looked at Han Yaojun steadily, "General Han, I request to go into battle."

Han Yaojun was stunned, "...you?"

Chu Xi chuckled, and was so confident that he could almost be described as flamboyant. He said slowly, "Yes, it's me, General Han. You know, there is no one more suitable than me to fight."

When the other generals heard this, they all felt embarrassed. Chu Jiang was not even an adult yet, and in their eyes, he was still a young man.

They actually need a teenager who is not even an adult to fight, but doesn't this also indirectly show their incompetence?

Han Yaojun did not deny Chu Xi's words. When it comes to single combat, Chu Jiang is definitely the sharpest blade in the city.

As he said, there is no one more suitable than him!

Before Chu Xi raised his hands to support himself on the wall and prepared to go down, he hurriedly added, "The one challenging us from below is from the Qi family of Western Chu, Qi Jianshu. He has inherited the Qi family's tradition of bravery and fighting. Although he is from a side branch, his spear skills are not inferior to mine."

Chu Xi curled his lips when he heard this, "Really? Then I have to compete with him properly later!"

Han Yaojun looked solemn and warned earnestly, "He is a difficult person, we must not underestimate him."

"Be careful." Zhou Yichen suddenly spoke and reminded.

Chu Xi smiled and said, "Okay."

Then, he jumped down without looking back.