Su Xinghe's hero stickers are distributed once a year. Heroes all over the world are used to it, and they come non-stop after receiving them.
Whether you can crack the Linglong chess game is secondary. The important thing is that you can get to know many fellow practitioners when attending the conference.
Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.
Especially young warriors regard the Linglong Chess Game as a prestige place to build their reputation.
When walking around the world, I meet fellow martial artists, and when we strike up a conversation, wow! If we have all been to the Linglong Chess Game, then we are chess friends, and our relationship is one step closer than others.
Leigu Mountain is located near Song County, in the hinterland of the Central Plains, so local martial arts heroes naturally come quickly.
On this day, the first batch of more than ten young warriors arrived together.
However, when they saw the deaf-mute young man in gold sitting cross-legged blocking the road in Taniguchi and the sign standing there, the young warriors became angry.
To put it nicely, it’s a one-man-for-one thing; to put it worse, it’s a robbery on the road.
Good guy!
At the world-famous Linglong Chess Tournament, someone dared to block the road at the entrance of the valley and rob it.
Moreover, he is still a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.
What is needed is the true energy that everyone has worked so hard to cultivate.
They are all young and energetic young men, who can bear it?
"Which little kid is so arrogant? Let me, Xie Feng, teach you a lesson for your parents!"
A young warrior of eighteen or nineteen years old, with fluttering white clothes and a long sword, took the lead, and the rest of the people followed behind Xie Feng.
However, Xie Feng rushed quickly and returned even faster.
He only heard a scream, but did not see how the young man in gold made any move. Instead, he saw Xie Feng falling back and falling to the ground, making no movement.
The warriors who followed him immediately stopped and realized that this young man was a master.
They thought of retreating, looked at each other, and immediately turned around and left.
"Now that you're here, leave something behind!"
The young man opened his mouth.
Next, there is a cruel scene of everyone having their internal energy absorbed.
Afterwards, these warriors helped each other down Leigu Mountain. As soon as they arrived at the bottom of the mountain, they met a group of even larger martial arts comrades.
"What! There is such an arrogant young man! Come on, let's go meet him!"
After learning about what happened in the Deaf and Mute Valley, these warriors were furious. They helped the warriors who had just come down from the mountain go up the mountain, telling them to vent their anger and open their eyes.
A group of dozens of people came to the Deaf and Mute Valley, and immediately took action without any speculation.
In less than thirty seconds, more than twenty warriors fell to the ground, a complete defeat.
"I warned you to be careful before, but you didn't listen. Alas..."
Seeing the young men in golden clothes absorbing internal energy one by one, the first group of warriors sighed helplessly.
They originally went down the mountain and were tossed up again. Now they no longer have the strength to even go down the mountain, so they can only climb to the side to regain their strength.
Fortunately, the young man in gold clothes did not cause any trouble to them. He absorbed the internal energy and continued to sit cross-legged.
In the following days, one to three groups of warriors came to the Deaf and Mute Valley every day, but without exception, they were defeated.
After absorbing the internal energy, they sat at the mouth of the valley and watched the battle while recovering their strength. Some gave pointers, some gloated, and some laughed excitedly.
The young man didn't care about them, and soon the deaf-mute valley mouth became lively.
Small businessmen and hawkers at the foot of the mountain heard the news and came to set up stalls. There were all kinds of food and wine, and it became a small market.
What happened at the entrance of the Deaf-mute Valley was naturally not concealed from Wu Yazi, Su Xinghe and others in the Deaf-mute Valley.
At first, I heard that Su Xinghe went to hold him accountable with murderous intent, but failed in one move and had half of his internal energy absorbed. He was carried back by his disciple Hangu Bayou.
Frustrated, Su Xinghe approached Wu Yazi for advice, but Wu Yazi just asked Su Xinghe to send someone to inquire about the news and wait for a good opportunity to come.
Wu Yazi's so-called good opportunity is to wait for the top masters in the world to come.
For example, the eminent monks of the Xuan generation in Shaolin Temple, the masters of the Duan family in Dali, and the masters such as Beiqiao Fengnan Murong.
Wu Yazi pinned his hopes on those famous figures in the world.
"Master, good news, Master Xuannan from Shaolin Temple is here!" Xue Muhua, who was responsible for inquiring about the news, reported the situation at Taniguchi to Su Xinghe.
Su Xinghe did not dare to neglect, entered the wooden house and informed Wu Yazi of the matter.
"Xuannan is the head of the Bodhidharma Academy of Shaolin Temple. He is the divine monk of this generation. He will definitely be able to defeat that evil boy Lu Qian!"
Wu Yazi asked Su Xinghe to quickly inquire about the battle situation and report to him as soon as possible.
"You all go and watch the battle, and inform me of the battle at any time." Su Xinghe left the wooden house and sent out the Eight Friends of Hangu.
After a while, the results of the battle came.
"It must be Xuannan who defeated Lu Qian, right?" Wu Yazi said expectantly.
Su Xinghe said in frustration: "Master, Master Xuannan failed in one move. Most of his internal energy was sucked away. He is cursing at the mouth of the valley. He has no image of a Shaolin monk."
When Wu Yazi heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"It's okay, there are other masters who didn't come..."
Wu Yazi calmed down and looked forward to a stronger master.
A few more days will pass.
A great master has arrived.
It was Nan Murong and Gusu Murong Fu who were famous all over the country and shocked all the countries.
Compared with Xuannan, the first master of Bodhidharma Academy in Shaolin Temple, Murong Fu's martial arts is more advanced, and he can also use his unique skills to return the favor to others.
"This time, let's see if that evil boy is still arrogant!"
Wu Yazi is looking forward to it.
At the mouth of the deaf-mute valley, those who are defeated are also looking forward to it.
"Are you Murong Fu?"
Looking at Murong Fu, who was wearing fluttering purple clothes in front of him, tall and handsome, Lu Qian praised his good looks.
"Compared to Brother Lu, I, Murong Fu, am nothing!"
Murong Fu talked eloquently and said to the martial arts comrades around him: "You may not know yet, but this Brother Lu is the famous Xingxiu Little Demon in Dali!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and bursts of discussion broke out in the crowd.
Everyone knows the name of Xingxiu Little Demon.
A few months ago, Ye Erniang and Yun Zhonghe, who were among the four evil villains, single-handedly initiated the Demon-Slaying Conference. Since then, they have become famous all over the world!
Only then did they know the true identity of the young man in gold in front of them, and everyone was very happy.
Because Xingxiu Little Evil Demon is very strict about rules. As long as he is not offended to the end, people will not settle the scores. He is a very principled and evil person.
"When you reveal my identity, do you want to win the favor of your martial arts colleagues, or do you want them to attack in groups?" As he spoke, Lu Qian glanced at the many martial arts people around him.
Just one glance made all the martial arts comrades watching take a few steps back.
Murong Fu was not embarrassed when he was told that he was worried, he cupped his hands and said: "Brother Lu..."
"Don't waste my time. If you want to take action, hurry up. I still have to meditate and I don't have time to listen to your nonsense." Lu Qian waved his hand.
"In that case, let me try Brother Lu's clever trick!"
Clang!
Murong Fu unsheathed the long sword in his palm, and a cold sword energy filled the scene.
With a wave of the long sword, the light of the sword spread out in all directions and swept towards Lu Qian.
Everyone secretly shouted "Hello". Nan Murong was indeed worthy of his reputation. With this sword alone, no one of them could catch it.
Facing the powerful sword, Lu Qian stretched out his big hand, and his inner strength shook, and countless sword lights that swept in were dispersed.
Then he turned his palm into his fingers and clamped the long sword that Murong Fu was stabbing with a slight pinch.
Murong Fu's pupils shrank, and the sword he had prepared for a long time was caught easily. He immediately mobilized his internal energy, and while using his strength to draw the sword, he raised his leg and kicked Lu Qian in the face.
The muscles between Lu Qian's fingers trembled, and thousands of kilograms of force exploded in subtle places. He broke the sword in one fell swoop and punched out at the same time.
boom!
The fist hit the sole of Murong Fu's kicked foot. Murong Fu's right leg suddenly lost all feeling. He quickly touched the ground with his left foot, performed Qinggong, and his body floated back.
Lu Qian moved and followed Murong Fu, catching up with Murong Fu. He covered his face with his big hand and grabbed Murong Fu's cheek. He spat out secret energy from his palm and knocked him out.
"stop!"
"Let go of our young master!"
The four ministers of Gusu Murong immediately took action.
Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and Bao Bubu were attacked from all directions. Lu Qian's figure was like lightning. With a flicker of his body, the four people's attacks failed.
Before they could make another move, Lu Qian's figure flashed over and passed around the four of them.
Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bubu and Fengbo evil stood there motionless with their weapons raised, but they were frozen in place after being tapped on the Jingmen acupoint.
He carried Murong Fu like a little chicken and sat down cross-legged on a big rock. Lu Qianyun used Beiming Magic to absorb Murong Fu's internal energy.
The spectators were dumbfounded!
He defeated Murong Fu with one move, and restrained the four ministers of Gusu Murong with another move. The long-awaited battle ended so neatly, and he didn't even see the changing of the stars.
"Please, let my cousin go!"
Wang Yuyan came after her to plead for mercy, and she cried so much that the pear blossoms were raining down.
Just now, she wanted to give some advice to her cousin, but Lu Qian's speed was so fast that it was difficult for her to see clearly.
"Chirp!" Lu Qian waved his long sleeve and tapped Wang Yuyan's acupuncture point.
After a while, he threw the pale Murong Fu under the stone.