During the match, Huangfu Wuliang suddenly felt a gaze like a sharp blade fall upon him. With a sideways glance, though the heavy rain and mist obscured everything, he still saw the figure that had appeared out of nowhere.
On the rooftop of a nearby pavilion, a general in black armor stood silently in the rain like a spear. Tall and powerfully built, he held a Heavenly Halberd that gleamed with cold silver light, while his eagle-like eyes radiated an overwhelming pressure.
The people around him unconsciously lowered their heads and slowly moved several steps away, like a flock of sheep encountering wolves, gripped by an instinctive fear.
The general turned to glance toward Haitang and the others. The three nodded to one another in greeting. The general who had come was none other than Lu Bu.
Originally, an unexpected matter had arisen in the army today, and Lu Bu would not have been able to come. However, Bai Feihong was handling matters at the Ministry of War, no one from Duke Fu's Mansion was participating, and Ling Yun was overseeing the army. Though Lu Bu had arrived somewhat late, he had still come.
Lu Bu looked toward the arena, surprise flickering in his eyes. Huangfu Wuliang's aura alone was now far stronger than when they had first met at the city gates.
With a casual wave of his hand, he could use the rain to bolster himself, combining offense and defense while borrowing the downpour to restore his true qi. To defeat Huangfu Wuliang now, one could not drag things out. One had to unleash one's full strength in an instant and end the battle as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, once caught and held down, it would become a battle of attrition.
After watching for a moment, Lu Bu