Chapter six hundred and ninth the old clown jumping beam
At this time, everyone's expressions changed greatly, and their hearts were in shock, because it is basically impossible for a master of chess to be killed by someone else. Only when the level of the two sides is hugely different can it be so miserable.
Is Su Xinghe's chess skill low?
I'm afraid no one here can match it!
However, such a master was actually killed by someone else!
Su Xinghe was now covered in cold sweat. He grabbed the edge of the chessboard with both hands and leaned forward, staring at the chessboard with red eyes.
He couldn't believe his eyes!
The more he looked, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked, the more desperate he became. Before, he thought He Xie was only struggling in the corner, but what about him?
Once someone guides me, why don't I forget about the hinterland?
Now he thought of He Xie's words, "If you lower your head, you will see the sky in the water." Didn't he already remind him to be careful?
But he didn't notice anything and was content with himself. As a result, he failed to defend the Zhenlong chess game and was completely killed by others!
The teacher's wish is that someone can break this game, but He Xie completely wins this game. These are two concepts of fundamentally different nature!
You must know that the Zhenlong chess game is not about fighting and killing, but about strategizing. It is not easy to deal with it. It is absolutely impossible to make a complete comeback!
The sky in the water, the moon in the well...
I think Su Xinghe spent most of his life pretending to be deaf and dumb. Not only was he unable to deal with Ding Chunqiu, but now he even lost miserably to a young man in the chess game he was most proud of!
"How can I have the face to see my mentor again? How can I have the face to live in this world anymore?" Su Xinghe murmured desperately, tears streaming down his face.
Suddenly, he screamed in pain, used enough energy to raise his palm, and slapped his forehead hard!
This scene once again exceeded everyone's expectations!
No one expected that Su Xinghe, the challenger, would be so devastated by Yi Ke that he committed suicide in despair!
At the critical moment, He Xie suddenly stood up and grabbed Su Xinghe's wrist with his grappling hand. Then he turned his wrist slightly and slapped it with a light palm. Su Xinghe flew out immediately.
Ding Chunqiu on the other side was still in shock. As an abandoned disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, he was the one who, besides Su Xinghe, understood best what the Zhenlong chess game symbolized.
He never thought that Zhenlong would suffer a huge defeat in the chess game.
Seeing Su Xinghe being rescued by He Xie, Ding Chunqiu subconsciously wanted to take action. However, at this moment, He Xie glanced at him coldly. Ding Chunqiu suddenly stiffened and his heart trembled.
During this delay, Su Xinghe was caught by his disciples and woke up.
Ding Chunqiu suddenly felt deep shame and anger in his heart, and his hatred for He Xie increased again. He rolled his eyes and looked to the side. Suddenly, his heart moved, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, everyone in the room looked at He Xie with complicated expressions, and for a moment there was silence.
Everyone has a feeling of admiration for He Xie.
Someone sets up a Zhenlong chess game that can't be solved for hundreds of years. It meets the world's masters. It doesn't matter if you crack the chess game. You also kill them and leave nothing behind. Aren't you ruining the situation?
Murong Fu felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart. He thought of the great cause he had accomplished and the cousin he seemed to be losing...
If evil is born, how can it be reborn?
Just when Murong Fu had mixed feelings in his heart, and was jealous and fearful of He Xie, a voice like a mosquito came from Ding Chunqiu's ear: "Master Murong, are you feeling very uncomfortable?"
Murong Fu's expression suddenly changed.
In the field, Su Xinghe finally calmed down. He took a deep breath, stepped forward and bowed deeply to He Xie, saying, "He Shaoxia is a talented person. I am in awe of him."
He Xie smiled faintly: "I don't dare."
Su Xinghe stood up and said with emotion: "My master set up this situation, and no one has been able to solve it for decades. I didn't expect it to be completely defeated by He Shaoxia today. He Shaoxia, please come with me."
After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation.
He Xie was about to speak, but at this moment, his expression changed, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind suddenly rose and swept in the direction of Ding Chunqiu!
Ding Chunqiu's expression changed drastically, he jumped up like a big bird, and immediately flew back three feet away.
A strong wind blew over his disciples, who suddenly coughed again and again. Soon their faces were black and blue, their orifices were bleeding, and they fell to the ground wailing in pain.
He Xie stared at Ding Chunqiu coldly and said, "Why do you have to seek death?"
Ding Chunqiu secretly thought it was a pity, but sneered: "He Shaoxia, why did you poison my disciple for no reason? You are so despicable and shameless, Master He. Could it be that you, like Su Xinghe, are just a deceiver and a thief?"
Before He Xie could say anything, Duan Yu took a step forward and shouted angrily: "Ding Chunqiu, it was clearly you who secretly used the poison, and my elder brother noticed it, how dare you beat him up?"
Ding Chunqiu smiled contemptuously: "Young Master Duan is He Xie's sworn brother, so naturally you protect him! You and the Khitan bastards are sworn sworn brothers, but you are just the same species. The martial arts in the Central Plains are simply blind, and that is why you bastards have become famous. In the future, you foreigners will overthrow the great nation."
During the Song Dynasty, they should have regretted their mistakes."
Duan Yu said angrily: "You monster, you are so cruel and slanderous!"
"Right and wrong are open to public opinion. Facts cannot be argued with!" Ding Chunqiu sneered, "Mr. Murong, you have also seen what happened just now. Please speak out and be fair."
Murong Fu cupped his fists, stood up and stared at He Xie and said sternly: "He Shaoxia, you are also a well-known rising star in the world. Don't you think it is too cruel and cruel to kill innocent people with low martial arts skills today?"
"Murong Fu you..." Duan Yu was shocked and angry.
Ding Chunqiu laughed loudly and looked at Jiumozhi again: "Prince Ming, what do you think?"
Jiumozhi's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he suddenly smiled for a long time and said: "The young monk has heard for a long time that old man Xingxiu is despicable and shameless, and it turns out that he is so when he sees him today. Unexpectedly, the dignified Nan Murong actually colludes with the evil sect of the Western Regions, referring to deer as horses. He is really despised!"
Ding Chunqiu's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, he pointed at Jiumozhi and shouted angrily: "Bald donkey, how dare you tease me!"
Jiumozhi smiled arrogantly and said: "How could I, Jiumozhi, the majestic Maharin King of Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain, collude with you, old man Xingxu, and fall into ruin? Donor Ding, you are beguiling the young monk to attack He Shaoxia together. Don't say that the young monk is following you.
He Shaoxia is an irresistible friend, even if we are strangers, the young monk will definitely not agree to it!"
As soon as this statement came out, many people present changed their expressions.
"Okay!" Duan Yu pointed at Murong Fu angrily, "So you were persuaded by this old monster to deal with my elder brother together, Murong Fu, you are so despicable!"
Murong Fu looked embarrassed, and Bao BuTong also looked very unhappy. In fact, they did not agree with what Murong Fu did, but Murong Fu didn't listen to them at all.
"Hmph, it's useless to talk more. Hey, you killed innocent people indiscriminately. Either you die today or I die!" Murong Fu took a step forward and snorted coldly.
He Xie glanced at Ding Chunqiu, then at Murong Fu, and suddenly smiled.
He didn't know where the two of them got the confidence to think they could kill him in such a situation.
He didn't even plan to take action himself.
"King Ming," he said, looking at Jiumozhi.
Jiumozhi hurriedly put his hands together as a salute: "He Shaoxia, please speak."
"He is following his host as he pleases, and has no intention of keeping his host waiting." He said with a smile, "I would like to ask King Ming to take action and capture this thief."
As he spoke, he pointed at Ding Chunqiu.
Jiumozhi's expression changed and he was slightly startled, obviously he didn't expect that He Xie would ask him for help.
He thought quickly in his mind, and finally smiled casually and said: "He Shaoxia is asking me to help you, and the young monk will do his best."
"Thank you." He Xie smiled and nodded, then looked at Duan Yu, "Third brother, Mr. Murong still owes me Seven Swords, please help me collect some interest."
