[No system + strategy + struggle for hegemony + early stage arena + mid stage war + late stage temple]
Wen Hou Lu Bu took one hundred and twenty steps and shot his halberd at the gate. The shot hit the small branch of the halberd. This is the ultimate shot of magic.
Yang Yu galloped on his horse, bent his bow and set an arrow, and all the arrows within his sight were missed. This was not his limit, but the limit of the bow and arrow.
Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, was able to carry a cauldron and frighten the princes. This was the limit of mortal power.
Yang Yu held up the huge bell of the ancestral temple with one arm, and the sound shook the whole world. This is not my limit, it is just the weight I have found, and I use it as my ultimate limit.
The first time Yang Yu went down the mountain, he thought he was possessed by a ghost, but he didn't know what kind of monster was inside him. From then on, he had no enemy in the world.
From then on, when enemies heard his name on the battlefield, they all became frightened and knelt down to beg for mercy!
When encountering an unsolvable dilemma, Yang Yu's super wisdom tells yourself that it's time to use your super muscles.
