"Let's bet on whether Jiang Yu can take on Zhao Li's 100 moves. If he can, you win. I'll give you my SS-level True Dragon Blood Agent."
"If he can't, you lose, and you give me the Ten Thousand Year Thunder Wood Heart. What do you think? Do you dare to bet?" Lei Xiao asked.
Zhang Ming frowned, thinking.
SS True Dragon Blood Agent is made from the blood of the SS-level exotic beast Jiaolong, plus many precious medicinal materials. It is sold at a price of tens of billions and is a rare good thing.
And the Ten Thousand Year Thunder Wood Heart is not bad either. It is a treasure of the same SS level and is hard to come by.
Bet?
Or not?
Zhang Ming hesitated.
Although he has confidence in Jiang Yu, Zhao Li is also a genius and a spiritualist.
It is really difficult for Jiang Yu to take on Zhao Li's 100 moves.
"Are you going to bet or not?"
"Why, are you scared?"
Lei Xiao sneered, glancing at Zhang Ming with ridicule.
"Let's bet, who's afraid of who?"
Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Okay!"
Lei Xiao nodded with satisfaction and looked at Zhao Li.
Zhao Li strode towards the virtual warehouse.
"Wait!" Zhang Ming suddenly said, "Jiang Yu has fought three games in a row. Although he doesn't consume physical strength in the virtual space, he still consumes mental strength."
"I suggest that Jiang Yu come out to rest for a few minutes before starting the competition."
"Okay, whatever you say!"
Lei Xiao didn't refute and reached out to close the virtual space.
The big screen went black.
Jiang Yu's mind returned to his body.
The virtual warehouse opened, and Jiang Yu saw Zhao Li with a head full of beige hair at a glance, and his eyebrows subconsciously frowned.
He walked out of the virtual warehouse, walked to Zhang Ming, and asked:
"Brother Zhang, is the challenge over?"
Zhang Ming shook his head: "Not yet! Jiang Yu, the next one is your most difficult battle. As long as you can hold on in this battle, I will give you an SS-level True Dragon Blood Agent."
At that moment, Zhang Ming told Jiang Yu the truth about his bet with Lei Xiao.
After hearing this, Jiang Yu's face straightened and nodded slightly:
"Don't worry, Brother Zhang, I will definitely hold on for a hundred moves."
"I believe you."
Zhang Ming patted Jiang Yu's shoulder, his expression was extremely serious.
The challenge has succeeded to this point, and he is very satisfied.
He believes that if Jiang Yu is given a few more years, Jiang Yu will definitely surpass Zhao Li.
Halftime break.
Jiang Yu sat on the sofa outside the virtual room and checked his own attribute panel.
According to the information given by Zhang Ming, Zhao Li has now reached the level of a mid-level general in terms of physical fitness and mental power.
And he, whether in terms of physical fitness or mental power, is still a long way from being a mid-level general.
Even if he adds the ice ability and uses all his means, he is still not Zhao Li's opponent.
It is not an easy task to support a hundred moves.
Not far away, Raymond looked at Jiang Yu's figure and walked straight up to him:
"Jiang Yu, I admit that you are very strong. But the next time we meet, I will definitely defeat you."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Jiang Yu smiled slightly.
Raymond turned and left.
This failure shattered his pride of always considering himself a genius.
"Jiang Yu, hello, my name is Liu Yan!" Liu Yan smiled and stretched out her right hand.
"Hello."
Jiang Yu shook hands with him gently.
"That..." Liu Yan blushed and said with some difficulty: "I... I want to follow you!"
"Follow me?"
Jiang Yu frowned.
Why did he feel something was wrong with this sentence?
"I'll follow you! I've admired the strong since I was a child. You're stronger than me, more talented than me, and younger than me. I want to practice with you." Liu Yan said truthfully.
"It's over, Senior Sister Liu Yan has fallen. She actually wants to follow Jiang Yu."
"Senior Sister Liu Yan, you must calm down! You once said that you don't like men."
"It's over, after all, it's hard for a beauty to pass the hero's test. I can't see Senior Sister Liu Yan every day in the future!"
The surrounding warriors were heartbroken.
Liu Yan turned a blind eye and looked directly at Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu smiled and shook his head: "Sorry, I can't agree to you. I'm a man, you're a woman, it's really inconvenient for you to follow me."
Was it rejected?
A trace of sadness flashed in Liu Yan's eyes.
"I'm really sorry, I have to go to the virtual room for the competition!"
Jiang Yu smiled, got up and walked towards the virtual room.
"It's started... It's started!"
"Do you think Jiang Yu can last a hundred moves in the hands of Senior Brother Zhao Li?"
"I don't think so. Jiang Yu's fighting ability is strong. If he were an ordinary mid-level general, he might be able to do it. But Senior Brother Zhao Li is not only a mid-level general, but also a spiritualist. It's almost impossible for Jiang Yu to last a hundred moves!"
"Senior Brother Lei Meng, what do you think?"
A warrior asked Lei Meng.
Although Lei Meng knew that Jiang Yu was very strong, he was not optimistic about Jiang Yu at this time and shook his head:
"The standard for a junior general is to have a strength of 10,000 kilograms and a speed of 250m
s. For a mid-level general, the standard is to have a strength of 30,000 kilograms and a speed of 500m
s."
"The gap between nearly 3 times the fist power and twice the speed, plus Senior Brother Zhao Li is a spiritualist, and his attack method is weird and unexpected. Even if Jiang Yu is a monster, it is difficult to break the gap in strength."
Inside the virtual room.
Jiang Yu nodded to Zhang Ming and stepped into the virtual warehouse.
Zhao Li had been waiting in the virtual warehouse for a long time.
The same grassland map reappeared.
The two stood opposite each other.
This time, Jiang Yu did not choose the spear, but changed back to the long sword.
The skilled swordsmanship can better display his strength than the mastered spearmanship.
On the opposite side, Zhao Li also held a long sword, and behind his head, there were six flying knives circling.
Looking at Jiang Yu who was ready for battle, Zhao Li said calmly:
"The difference between the primary and intermediate generals seems to be only one small level, but the difference in strength and speed is huge."
"A year ago, I was the same as you. With the strength of a primary general, I fought against an intermediate warrior, but in the end I lost. Even if I used my mental power and all my means, it was difficult to change the outcome of failure."
"You are the same today. I will not show mercy later and will defeat you as quickly as possible!"
"You talk too much nonsense, come on!" Jiang Yu pointed at Zhao Li with a knife.
Ha!
Zhao Li raised a sneer, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
Jiang Yu felt a flash before his eyes, and Zhao Li had already come in front of him, slashing at him from top to bottom.
In a hurry, he could only hold the sword across his chest and hurriedly block Zhao Li's attack.
Clang!
The two swords collided, and the huge impact force directly knocked Jiang Yu hundreds of meters away.
"What a fast speed!"
"What a strong force!"
Jiang Yu quickly stabilized his body, feeling the numbness in his arms, secretly frightened, and did not dare to show any carelessness on his face.
Zhao Li did not give Jiang Yu any chance to breathe, and bullied him again.
The long sword with a cold light went straight to Jiang Yu's neck.
Clang!
Jiang Yu blocked Zhao Li's attack again, but his body was knocked away again in return.