With Cao Cao by my side, what do I have to fear from the world?

Chapter 171, Yan Liang was beaten senseless.
With Liu Xie's reassurance, Gan Ning's mood improved considerably, and he consciously stepped aside.

Although Gan Ning lost, everyone saw his performance, and no one looked down on him because of his loss.

Because Gan Ning is already powerful enough.

If anyone dares to look down on Gan Ning, it's the same as looking down on all of Cao Cao's soldiers, because everyone else lost yesterday, and no one can defeat Yan Liang.

Yan Liang looked at Lü Bu again and said provocatively, "You've already lost two battles. Now it's your turn to step up, isn't it?"

Lu Bu shook his head, too lazy to pay him any attention.

The sound of galloping hooves rang out immediately. Yan Liang looked in the direction of the sound and saw a white-robed general approaching. He was wearing a white helmet, white armor, and a plain silk robe, and was holding a bright silver spear.

Yan Liang's eyes lit up. The horse was beautiful, and the man was beautiful. In all his years of fighting, he had never seen such a handsome man.

"State your name, who are you?" Yan Liang sized up the newcomer, but had no recollection of him.

"I am Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong of Changshan!"

Zhao Yun's expression was stern as he slowly raised his silver spear, his eyes calmly fixed on Yan Liang, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Yan Liang said disdainfully, "Having a good appearance is useless. It's a pity that you will die by my blade today."

So far, Yan Liang has never lost. Even with Lü Bu right next to him, Yan Liang doesn't think Lü Bu can definitely beat him.

Zhao Yun smiled calmly, "Enough with the nonsense, beat me first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yun straightened his silk robe and spurred his horse straight towards Yan Liang.

The Jade Lion was a rare and precious steed, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Yun accelerated and reached Yan Liang's side, covering a distance of over a hundred meters.

Yan Liang sat on his horse, his expression arrogant, his broadsword dragging straight on the ground.

Zhao Yun arrived with his horse and spear.

Swish!
With a flash of cold light, Zhao Yun thrust his spear forward with lightning speed. Yan Liang was startled, and his pupils dilated as a bright light appeared.

A sliver of cold light arrived first, then the spear shot out like a dragon!

Zhao Yun's silver spear was too fast, and it pierced straight into Yan Liang's chest. Yan Liang did not have time to raise his sword to block, and in a panic, he could only dodge to the side.

The silver spear grazed Yan Liang's body almost without piercing him, but Yan Liang could clearly feel a chilling wind.

An expert can tell a lot just by looking at their work!

Zhao Yun then unleashed a flurry of silver spears, transforming them into streaks of silver lightning that rained down on Yan Liang like a storm. His moves flowed seamlessly, his attacks relentless and impenetrable. The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix spear technique surged forth in a continuous barrage, engulfing Yan Liang with a mercury-like onslaught.

Right from the start, Yan Liang almost paid the price for his carelessness, so he had to brace himself and give it his all.

Gan Ning was already very powerful, but I didn't expect Zhao Yun to be even more powerful than Gan Ning.

The two exchanged blows, swords and spears clashing, warhorses clashing, sparks flying in the air, a thrilling spectacle.

Zhao Yun's moves were varied, his silver spear danced like a nimble snake, following him like a shadow, incredibly agile. Yan Liang, on the other hand, was all-out, powerful, and his moves were extremely forceful.

As time went on, their moves became increasingly fierce. Yan Liang grew more and more ferocious, letting out roars from time to time as he wildly swung his broadsword, each strike a powerful, lightning-fast blow, as if he wanted to decide the outcome immediately and cut Zhao Yun down from his horse.

However, Zhao Yun remained calm and composed, using his silver spear to flick, deflect, thrust, and sweep, avoiding direct confrontation with Yan Liang. Instead, he used skill to defeat his enemy, displaying the exquisite nature of his moves and employing astonishing speed and tricky techniques to compete with Yan Liang.

Gradually, the two fought for fifty rounds. Although Yan Liang was still attacking fiercely, Zhao Yun dodged his attacks one after another. Instead, Zhao Yun's occasional deadly attacks made Yan Liang feel uneasy.

Although the two were evenly matched, it was clear to anyone with eyes that Zhao Yun was not at a disadvantage.

In his early years, Zhao Yun, who had just come down from the mountain, was a fearless young man who fought with the general Wen Chou.

At that time, Zhao Yun did not know Wen Chou. Just then, Wen Chou was chasing Gongsun Zan. Without saying a word, Zhao Yun picked up his spear and charged at Wen Chou, fighting him for dozens of rounds.

Although we didn't win, we didn't lose either!
Zhao Yun is no longer the same as before. He is in his prime, his spear skills have reached a high level, and his temperament has become more composed.

No matter how fiercely Yan Liang attacked, Zhao Yun was able to counter his moves and deal with them calmly.

The silver spear moved with effortless grace in his hands, flying up and down with a whooshing sound, steady, accurate, fast, and ruthless, as if the silver spear were an extension of Zhao Yun's arm.

Yan Liang became increasingly surprised as the fight progressed, and sweat began to bead on his forehead. Although the two were evenly matched, the longer the fight went on against Zhao Yun, who was adept at both offense and defense and had no weaknesses, the more disadvantageous it would be for someone like Yan Liang who relied on his physical strength.

This thrilling and fierce battle left Cao Cao's soldiers completely stunned and dumbfounded.

Few people had seen Zhao Yun in action before. Even in Wancheng, Zhao Yun only showed a small part of his skills and did not reveal his full abilities.

Cao Cao's gaze lingered on Zhao Yun for a long time, growing more and more fond of him. "I never expected Zhao Yun to be so brave. He held his own against Yan Liang without being at a disadvantage."

Gan Ning just suffered a narrow defeat, and Lu Bu and Guan Yu haven't made a move yet either.

Cao Cao couldn't help but glance at Liu Xie. Liu Xie was calm and composed, with a friendly smile on his face. He wasn't particularly surprised by the fight.

Cao Cao was secretly surprised, thinking to himself, "Could it be that His Majesty had already guessed the outcome from the beginning, and believed that Zhao Yun would not be defeated?"

Zhao Yun, Gan Ning, Lü Bu, and Guan Yu—these four generals alone were enough to make Cao Cao look at Liu Xie with even greater respect.

Facing Yan Liang, Liu Xie had not only one or two top generals who could rival him, but also more than one.

The battle continued, and seeing that the two were unable to determine a winner, having already fought eighty rounds, Lü Bu shouted, "Zilong, let's stop here for now. There are still others who haven't made their move yet."

Zhao Yun feinted with his spear and stopped. Yan Liang gasped for breath; the fight had indeed exhausted him.

Yan Liang's arrogance had completely vanished. Zhao Yun shook his head with a cold smile and turned back.

Before long, they strode up the city wall.

Yan Liang suddenly felt like a clown, and angrily looked at Lü Bu, "What exactly do you mean?"

Even though Zhao Yun hadn't lost to him, he stopped on his own initiative. Yan Liang even felt that they were doing it on purpose.

Lu Bu ignored him, glanced at Guan Yu, who raised his sword, then lowered it again.

Lu Bu was somewhat puzzled, but Guan Yu said disdainfully, "He is already tired, and he is no match for me."

Guan Yu disliked taking advantage of others, and even if Yan Liang had eaten his fill and rested enough, Guan Yu didn't take him seriously.

Yan Liang was furious. In such a short time, someone dared to disregard him. He roared, "You red-faced man, stop your arrogant talk and come at me!" Yan Liang had just had a fierce battle with Zhao Yun and was still feeling resentful. He didn't believe that anyone could defeat him.

Before the red-faced man even made a move, he claimed that he was no match for him, which immediately angered Yan Liang.

Lu Bu interjected, "I'm too lazy to even make a move now, because I can kill you too!"

"what?"

Yan Liang was practically fuming. He had never met a worthy opponent in his entire life, so how come so many of them suddenly appeared today?

Zhao Yun was already powerful enough, yet these two, who hadn't even fought yet, claimed they could kill him.

Yan Liang roared and suddenly flipped his wrist, pointing his blade at Guan Yu, "Stop talking nonsense, if you have the guts, fight me!"

Guan Yu sighed, probably disappointed that Yan Liang had exhausted his strength. But seeing Yan Liang's repeated provocations, Guan Yu urged his mount forward without saying a word and charged straight over.

Yan Liang stayed where he was, quietly waiting for Guan Yu to come so he could teach him a lesson.

Let him know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.

Guan Yu spurred his horse on like the wind, his dark green robe fluttering and rustling in the breeze.

The sound of hooves grew louder and louder, and the distance drew closer. When they were only thirty paces away, Guan Yu's phoenix eyes, which were usually half-open, suddenly widened, and a chilling light shot out from them.

With a whoosh, the Azure Dragon Blade was raised high.

The warhorse continued to accelerate, growing faster and faster. By this time, the sun overhead was no longer as gentle as it had been at Chenshi (7-9 AM).

The sunlight shone brightly on the earth, and the sunlight fell on the Azure Dragon Blade, reflecting dazzling rays of light.

When they were still ten paces apart, Guan Yu's mount showed no signs of slowing down. Suddenly, Guan Yu leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to get up from his horse.

The next moment, Guan Yu arrived in front of Yan Liang, who had completely entered Guan Yu's hunting range.

The horse was charging forward, the man was gathering his strength, everything was in its best condition. Guan Yu suddenly leaned forward, and his Green Dragon Crescent Blade slashed fiercely at Yan Liang.

That strike was incredibly fast, and not only that, it carried an extremely strong sense of pressure.

Yan Liang felt as if he was instantly enveloped by an overwhelming killing intent, and he didn't even have time to react.

Just as Guan Yu was about to cut Yan Liang down from his horse with a single stroke, Guan Yu flicked his wrist, and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade suddenly changed direction, cutting off Yan Liang's helmet. Yan Liang felt a chill on his scalp as the Green Dragon Crescent Blade almost grazed his scalp.

The two horses passed each other, and Guan Yu and Yan Liang brushed past each other. Guan Yu reined in his horse, turned his back to Yan Liang, and revealed a cold smile on his face.

Yan Liang looked at Guan Yu, who sat majestically on horseback like a mountain, and felt a chill run through his entire body.

Guan Yu's speed, ferocity, and especially his imposing aura completely overwhelmed Yan Liang, causing him to lose even the courage to resist.

Some say that, in terms of pure strength, Yan Liang was a first-rate general, and that is certainly true.

But no one can ignore the power and presence that comes with it.

Guan Yu's imposing presence was innate. He was not only arrogant, but the murderous aura emanating from him also created a terrifying sense of oppression.
Although they were all feudal lords, people like Tao Qian and Liu Biao were like lambs to the slaughter in front of Cao Cao. This shows the difference in the aura between people.

Yan Liang was arrogant, but Guan Yu was even more arrogant, and his killing intent was stronger, making him even more oppressive!
Even Lü Bu was somewhat surprised; the aura that Guan Yu had exuded just a moment ago was indeed terrifying.

Cao Cao subconsciously thought of the scene when Guan Yu rushed over and slashed him during the hunt at Xutian, which was very similar to the scene where he had just slashed Yan Liang.

Guan Yu turned his horse around and looked at Yan Liang with disdain. It took Yan Liang a long time to recover.

In front of so many soldiers from both sides, Yan Liang was so humiliated that he wanted to disappear. In order to regain his dignity, Yan Liang roared and spurred his horse to charge forward.

He wasn't even interested in asking Guan Yu's name; he just wanted to save face.

Guan Yu had no choice but to fight him. If Liu Xie hadn't given him instructions beforehand, Guan Yu would have really been able to kill him.

After the initial exchange, Guan Yu continued to completely suppress Yan Liang. The two exchanged blows, both being masters of the sword. Yan Liang's attacks were fierce and his swordsmanship ruthless, but Guan Yu was even more ferocious and powerful.

Moreover, Guan Yu's aura consistently overwhelmed Yan Liang's, and Yan Liang even dared not meet Guan Yu's gaze several times during the fight.

Before thirty rounds were up, Yan Liang's forehead was already drenched in sweat.

Since he couldn't kill him anyway, Guan Yu wasn't very interested. After fighting for a while, he stopped on his own initiative.

Then, without even glancing at Yan Liang, he went straight back, just like Zhao Yun, and returned directly to the city.

Yan Liang was left standing there like a complete fool.

Guo Tu was also dumbfounded, his face full of disbelief. He thought to himself, "What's going on? Am I seeing things? The once arrogant Yan Liang has been humiliated time and time again, beaten until he's completely speechless."

Xu Huang glanced excitedly at Liu Xie, clenching his fist tightly, genuinely happy for Liu Xie.

With so many top-notch generals by the emperor's side, how could he not pacify the world? How could he not reverse the situation with Cao Cao?
Xiahou Yuan was quite angry, and he almost bit his lip until it bled.

While it was certainly gratifying to see Yan Liang humiliated, Xiahou Yuan felt a pang of worry for Cao Cao when he thought of Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, and others who were loyal followers of Liu Xie.

Xun You sighed repeatedly, while Guo Jia remained as carefree and unrestrained as ever.

Zhao Yun and Guan Yu's departure made Yan Liang appear even more incompetent. With his opponents leaving one by one, Yan Liang was left standing there like a clown.

Yan Liang no longer had the confidence to challenge again. What was the point of fighting? He couldn't beat Zhao Yun, nor could he beat Guan Yu. Did he still have the nerve to continue the challenge?
But to simply withdraw without a fight, and retreat in such a disgraceful manner, would be too humiliating for Yan Liang, Yuan Shao's vanguard general.

Yan Liang hesitated, glancing at Baima City every now and then, then turning back to look at the troops behind him. He didn't even dare to provoke Lü Bu anymore.

Yan Liang just wants to find a way to save face right now, but what should he do?

To fight or to retreat?

Seeing that Yan Liang was in a difficult situation and covered in cold sweat, Lü Bu couldn't help but laugh. "Yan Liang, weren't you quite arrogant just now? What's wrong with you now? Are you going to fight or try to escape?"

"You?" Yan Liang's face turned red with embarrassment. His confidence had just been shattered by Zhao Yun and Guan Yu.

Lu Bu said disdainfully, "Weren't you just thinking about fighting me? Come on, I'm getting sleepy waiting. I'll just spar with you, then kill you, go back to the city, and go to sleep!"

(End of this chapter)