Dian Wei's Foot Battle, Xuanxiao's Itchy Hands

Dian Wei burst out laughing. "As the saying goes, heroes need not fight on horseback. Even the Hegemon King of Chu defeated cavalrymen on foot back in the day. I can't ride, so how about I fight you on foot while you're mounted on the Red Hare?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Bu furrowed his brows. "I'll simply dismount and fight you." As he spoke, he prepared to turn and get off his horse.

Seeing this, Chen Gong nudged Xuanxiao and said, "Military Advisor, if Fengxian dismounts, he may be surrounded and attacked by the enemy generals."

Xuanxiao chuckled. "Gongtai, rest assured. Leave it to me. Today, I'll show you what it means to be a great military advisor who can hold back a million troops with a single sword." As he spoke, he walked straight out of the Two Forms Dust Array. "My lord, you've already fought two battles. How about letting this military advisor of yours have some fun?"

Looking at Xuanxiao's long robes and delicate, fair features, Dian Wei said, "Pretty boy, as a military advisor, you should stop trying to fight. Just stay back and watch us battle-hardened generals."

Xuanxiao chuckled, placing one hand behind his back. "Come, come. I'll fight you on foot. I set up this Two Forms Dust Array myself. If you can defeat me, I'll withdraw the array. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Dian Wei glanced at Cao Cao. When Cao Cao nodded, he charged at Xuanxiao with his twin halberds in hand.

Xuanxiao chuckled and raised his hands into the stance of Taiji Fist. With a flick of both hands, a phantom Taiji symbol appeared before him. It immediately sent Dian Wei's twin halberds spinning. Before long, it spun Dian Wei dizzy and tossed him straight into the Two Forms Dust