chsdbacks Chapter 138
Chapter 138
Ah Zhu and Ah Bi were charming and pretty, and attracted most of the attention as soon as they appeared.
Seeing that they were about to be hit by Ding Chunqiu's palm power, everyone became nervous.
At this moment, a purple spiral of energy turned into a tornado, gushing out from more than ten meters away and covering the two women's bodies, and pulled them back in a flash.
The one who made the move was naturally Yue Zhuoqun.
Although he was talking to Murong Fu, his attention was never away from the two women.
Boom!
Ding Chunqiu's palm power hit a rock, and the rock broke and turned into powder and scattered.
An expert can tell whether it is effective or not as soon as he makes a move.
His movements were chic and comfortable, and the impact on everyone was not small.
"Who is this person? Pulling people from a distance, what a brilliant method, similar to the Dragon Capture Hand that the predecessor of the Beggars' Sect used to help Qiao Feng."
"Even Murong Fu treated him with courtesy just now, so his background must be great, but how could such a person never be heard of in the martial arts world!"
Ding Chunqiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression was ugly: "Boy, who are you?"
Although his past with Li Qiushui was not a secret, not many people knew about it.
The young man in front of him not only knew about it, but also had a close relationship with Li Qiushui's granddaughter, and a strange guess came to his mind.
Could this boy be Li Qiushui's new male favorite?
"Do you believe me when I say I am your uncle? Do you want to come over and kowtow to your uncle three times?"
"You..."
Ding Chunqiu's face turned black, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Uncle? Could it be that he really guessed it right?
He was a little unsure, so he turned to Su Xinghe, who was sitting on the stone and had never spoken, and said:
"Brother, this kid is so arrogant that he actually said he was our uncle. Don't you have any response?"
Su Xinghe was not angry at all. He looked at Yue Zhuoqun's appearance. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. A smile appeared on his face:
"This young man said he was our uncle, but it was just a joke. Besides, he might not be able to become a close person of Xiaoyao Sect."
He set up this Zhenlong chess game for Wuyazi. If Yue Zhuoqun can crack it and get Wuyazi's approval, he will be his junior brother in the future!
"Hmm? What do you mean?" Ding Chunqiu didn't understand the meaning of Su Xinghe's words for a moment.
"You have been deaf and dumb for thirty years. Today you speak and set up the chess game of the old thief. What are you trying to do?"
Su Xinghe's eyes turned cold, and he shouted in hatred: "What do you call Master?"
"Old thief! Humph, I dared to knock him off the cliff, so what if I call him an old thief? Can he still crawl out of hell to clean up the mess?"
Looking at Ding Chunqiu's smug and fearless expression, Su Xinghe narrowed his eyes and sneered at everyone in the field: "Everyone, this Zhenlong chess game was created by the master for three years. I hope that someone who is proficient in chess can crack it. It's a pity that Ding Chunqiu, the traitor, attacked and killed the master, and he never met a chess talent.
Today, I will display the chess game to help the master fulfill this wish. I wonder which talented person will come forward to show his chess skills?"
As soon as these words came out, Murong Fu was ecstatic.
Xiaoyao Sect has not been well-known in the martial arts world in recent years, but since Su Xinghe is Ding Chunqiu's senior brother, how weak can Xiaoyao Sect be?
If I can crack the chess game and gain the favor of Xiaoyao Sect, it will definitely be helpful to the cause of restoring the country.
Thinking of this, he stepped forward first: "Senior Su, let me try."
Su Xinghe smiled and nodded: "Please!"
Murong Fu wanted to show off, but he didn't get close to the chessboard. He stood a few meters away and waved his palm wind.
I saw a white chess piece flying out and landing steadily on the chessboard.
"Just play chess, why show off your martial arts? Do you really think that your Murong family is as famous as Dou Zhuan Xing Yi in chess skills?
If we really talk about chess, our boss is the master!"
With a rough shout, four more people came, who were the four notorious villains in the martial arts world.
Duan Yanqing is a wicked man, Ye Erniang is a wicked woman, Yue Laosan is a vicious man, and Yun Zhonghe is extremely vicious.
These four people are notorious and have strong martial arts skills.
Under normal circumstances, Murong Fu would never want to be their enemy.
But he showed his martial arts to win Su Xinghe's favor. How could he bear being ridiculed by Yue Laosan?
He said coldly: "Then you have to learn the chess skills of the four evil men."
"No problem!" Duan Yanqing said hoarsely in his throat without moving his mouth.
He tapped the cane in his hand, and a Yang finger force shot out, knocking a black chess piece into the chessboard.
His Yang finger skill was more powerful than Murong Fu's palm wind, and the move was also wonderful.
Everyone in the field sighed: I didn't expect Duan Yanqing to be so proficient in chess despite his disability and ugly face.
Murong Fu wanted to save face, so he waved his palm to urge the white pieces to play chess.The two of them played faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, more than 20 moves had passed. When Duan Yanqing made his last move, Murong Fu was immediately trapped.
"This chess game is extremely brilliant. It is probably difficult for anyone in the world to crack it. Even if two people are proficient in chess, the game will end in a draw at most.
It's a pity that Mr. Murong's level is too poor. He only dared to entangle in the corners and had no courage to make progress. That's why I was slightly better than him."
Duan Yanqing glanced at him, his eyes full of ridicule.
He was originally the Prince of Yanqing of Dali Kingdom, a man of both civil and military talents. He became what he is today because his throne was taken away by someone.
He was physically disabled, but he was still proud in his heart. He was very disdainful of Murong Fu's chess skills.
However, when these words fell into Murong Fu's ears, he trembled, and the two sentences "only dared to entangle in the corners, without the courage to make progress" kept turning over and over in his mind.
For a moment, he seemed to fall into the battlefield between the two armies and was defeated by the enemy.
Thinking of Yue Zhuoqun taking away his Murong family martial arts, and how he did not dare to take revenge because of his strength, he felt even more lonely.
"I wasted my efforts, but I don't have the courage to compete for the Central Plains. Is the cause of restoring the country ultimately an empty dream? It's fate, what else can I say?"
He suddenly shouted, drew out his long sword and slashed at his throat.
Bang!
A chess piece flew over and knocked his long sword away. Su Xinghe stopped him at the critical moment.
"It's just a game of chess, why give up your life."
Although he said so, his eyes were full of disappointment.
Originally, Murong Fu looked good and was a son of the Murong family in Gusu, so he was full of expectations.
The result was such a mentality, unable to bear the great responsibility!
His eyes wandered around the field, and finally landed on Yue Zhuoqun: "Sir, do you want to come forward and try?"
Yue Zhuoqun smiled: "That's what I meant."
He is a martial arts expert, but his chess skills are only above average, not even as good as Duan Yanqing's.
However, knowing that the solution to the Zhenlong chess game lies in the key trick of trapping oneself in death, it is not difficult to infer from this.
After thinking for a moment, he flew a white piece and landed it in the middle, and in an instant, most of the chess pieces committed suicide.
"Haha, does he know how to play chess? Isn't this suicide?" Someone saw this move and couldn't help laughing.
But when the dead chess piece was taken out, the situation immediately changed.
The white piece went from a state of anxiety to an upper hand.
Su Xinghe's eyes widened, his beard trembling with excitement, and he picked up the black piece to continue playing.
However, the situation has changed, and even if Yue Zhuoqun's chess skills are not high, he quickly locked in the victory.
"Hahaha, you are indeed the one I have been waiting for."
Su Xinghe laughed heartily, threw down the chess piece in his hand and pointed at the bamboo house behind him: "Please come in, young master."
"Wait."
Ding Chunqiu stopped in front: "Su Xinghe, what is in this bamboo house?"