"That's what I think, and that's what I do."
Jiang Wang said.
What a sincere statement!
What he did during this period was seen by everyone who cared.
With the dignity of a prince, he traveled to several mansions every day and patrolled dozens of cities to supervise examinations. Don’t care about anyone’s background or relationships, and use your sword to eliminate evil deeds.
He could indeed say these words with confidence.
On the high platform, Su Guanying and Shi Minghui no longer spoke. Their eyes fell towards the examination room, and their expressions became serious.
At this time, the atmosphere in Hutai was strange.
Jiang Wang explained very seriously how he treated this official examination, as if he really wanted to tell Zhao Zi his mood, his choices, and his actions.
Zhao Zi listened to Jiang Wang's explanation very seriously, as if he really cared about and needed this explanation.
And in the entire Hutai, everyone is doing their own thing, adjusting the breath, standing guard, and patrolling. At the moment, the official examination itself is the most important thing. It doesn't matter what the two people are talking about, even if one of them is the Marquis of Wu'an.
When no one cares.
The seriousness of the two of them seemed quite ridiculous.
"I believe you do think so, and you do so. We have seen a lot these days." Zhao Zi sat in front of the desk, speaking neither fast nor slow, with the temperament of a scholar: "But such fairness does not last long. . It only exists in your personal will. What happens after you leave?"
Jiang Wangdao: "I always remember a saying, my truth is only within three feet of the sword's edge."
"After you die, even if the floods are raging?" Zhao Zi asked.
"I guess what I said was, 'what you can do.'"
Zhao Zi looked at him: "The place of righteousness, even though there are thousands of people, I go there alone. As a man standing in heaven and earth, how can I regret my own body?"
Jiang Wangdao: "Sometimes your life is not just your business. If you don't want to die, it's better not to die. Besides, everyone's 'righteousness' is not the same."
"Life is short, just like a mayfly. Life and death leave no trace. Have you ever thought about using this life to leave something for the world and become a great person?" Zhao Zi asked.
Jiang Wangdao: "Heaven behaves in its own way and follows its own course. I probably don't need to leave anything behind. I just hope that I can not cause chaos to this world."
Zhao Zidao: "Having the ability but unwillingness to change the world is also a kind of vegetarian meal."
"How can we be considered capable? Cultivation is just an unconscious force, and intelligence is sometimes a kind of prison." Jiang Wang said: "I myself often do stupid things and wrong things. Sometimes I can't tell the difference between right and wrong. Sometimes I can’t tell what is true and what is false, and I am often confused about where to go. How dare I say that I can change the world for the better? Changing myself is a choice, and I bear it myself. How can I change the world?”
Zhao Zi sighed with regret: "Thank you for being willing to talk to me about this."
"Get acquainted again."
She stood up and said slowly: "Zhao Qian, Sun and Li are the first among the people, and they are called 'Zhao'. Zichou and Yinmaoliang are the first, and they are called 'Zi'. My name is Zhao Zi... the protector of the Ping Dynasty!" "
Everyone was shocked and the whole place was in an uproar!
Immediately after the literary test is the martial arts test.
Once the Southern Xinjiang official examination is successfully concluded, Qi Ting will truly control Southern Xinjiang in name only.
This is definitely not what the Equality Nation wants to see, and it is not even what other forces in the Southern Territory want to see.
In order to conquer Xia State, Qi State made great efforts to pursue and intercept Xia State from all aspects of diplomacy and military, and also won a great victory.
But one war is over, and another continues.
Jiang Wang was not the target, but he met him just in time.
Zhao Zi's words changed everything.
Everything in front of me expanded infinitely, and the huge tiger platform turned into a chessboard.
And the world-famous Marquis Wu'an of Da Qi is just one of the pawns at this moment.
On this chessboard, black and white are intertwined, dragons are fighting, and life and death are everywhere.
The boundary between body and soul is completely blurred.
Can't tell if this is reality or fiction.
At this moment, Jiang Wang's body was stained with ink, standing in the boundless chess game world. As a black chess piece, everything he saw was white and all were enemy pieces.
They were people whose faces were unclear, but each had their own strength.
Everyone exudes unshakable murderous intent.
That murderous intention does not necessarily come from everyone's original intention, but it has become a "rule".
On the chessboard, the black stones kill the white stones, and the white stones kill the black stones. They cannot stand at the same time, and they must be divided into life and death!
Knowing that they may be the candidates just now, they may be the soldiers of the Laoshan Cavalry, or they may be the officials of the Nanxia Governor's Mansion.
Jiang Wang couldn't help but feel the murderous intention in his heart.
Similar to thirsty wanting to drink, hungry wanting food, cold wanting clothes, it is also natural for him to want to kill these white-minded enemies at this time.
kill!
Kill them all!
There is no need to care about the reasons or any burdens, it is simply a natural cycle!
The whole game is surrounded by white stones and black stones. If I don't kill anyone, everyone will kill me.
The eyes full of murderous intent fell on him, cold to the bone.
Jiang Wang's feet were planted underneath, like an old tree taking root, suppressing himself with astonishing perseverance.
At this moment, the red-gold light spread out from the Wufu Sea, illuminating the whole world in an instant.
The immortal red-gold light shines through his eyes, and the murderous intention at the level of rules is still boiling, swimming like a flying snake in the red-gold light... but it can no longer be shaken.
No matter what the laws, laws and axioms are, I will never waver from my "true self"!
In the chess game of others, follow your own path.
Jiang Wang looked ahead steadily, and caught Zhao Zi among the countless figures rushing towards him——
At this moment, Zhao Zi was sitting cross-legged, just sitting next to Tian Yuan. She is the center of attention and the center of the entire chess world. He still wears a Confucian robe and his hair is tied up, but his body looks like it is covered with snow. He is a "white person".
In front of her, there was a chessboard. The chessboard seemed to be shrouded in fog, and only one or two scenes could be vaguely seen.
What Jiang Wang could see with his sharp eyes were countless vertical and horizontal solid lines extending into the distance, and the black and white parties were fighting endlessly. White's pieces occupy most of the board space, surrounding Black's lone little dragon in the middle. Although he is an orphan and is a dragon, he has eight golden locks.
And this is exactly the situation he is in at the moment!
"kill!"
A long sword slashed across.
Jiang Wang reached out casually, staggered the blade, and grabbed the intruder's neck. Daoyuan urged him to remove his sword strength and throw it far away.
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
Suddenly enemies swarmed over.
Swords fell from all directions, but Jiang Wang just strode forward, like catching chickens, one in each hand, and threw them neatly and orderly into the air.
Wherever he went, a bunch of white enemies flew up.
But more people attacked.
Wuyangyang's Taoism poured down like a torrent.
Jiang Wang did not dodge or dodge, charging forward with a clear aura around his body, officially starting the Xuantian Glazed Technique!
The torrent of Taoism covered his whole body, but his body was clear and unblemished.
The complicated Taoist techniques came like water and flowed down like water, and they couldn't hurt him at all.
Why is the powerful god coming in this world?
In any country in this world, it is already an undoubted power. Can be unruly most of the time. The monks below the inner palace couldn't break his defense at all. Only the inner or outer buildings of magical powers deserve a little attention.
But it’s just a little bit of attention.
He is not a weak god like Zheng Chaoyang who was forcibly promoted. Even the truly top outer building monks cannot get past Sanhe in front of him now.
Countless attacks came down, but they were all wiped away casually.
Although a trickle of water can become an ocean, it takes thousands of years for a drop of water to penetrate a rock!
In this boundless world of chess games, he may be alone, alone. But except the chess player Zhao Zi, who can block his way?
The people who were besieging him at the moment included inner monks like Xue Rushi who had experienced the test of war, outer monks like Gu Yong who had been in the military for a long time, and outer monks like Chu Shuo who were approaching the gods. Monk.
But no matter who he is, no matter what secret techniques or killing methods, they are just like the breeze blowing on his face and cannot bring him any pressure.
Without forming a military formation, it was impossible for these people to compete with him.
And now that he is a battle-hardened veteran, how can he give these white warriors a chance to form a formation? Although he didn't kill anyone, every person he threw landed accurately, completely destroying the enemy's position and cutting off all possibility of formation.
I walked all the way without stopping for even a step, just like plowing wheat and mowing grass!
Wherever they went, enemies fell in large numbers and flew all over the sky.
On the chessboard in front of Zhao Zi, the white stones were also moved away one by one. Only a sunspot was seen, walking out from the corner, pointing directly at Tianyuan, unimpeded.
Zhao Zi, who had a cold look on his face, showed no expression on his face. He just slowly took out a white piece from the chess basket next to him, held it with his index and middle fingers, and was about to press it down.
"Wait a minute."
A voice said this.
A slender figure wearing a crimson official uniform suddenly appeared in this chess game world.
Opposite Zhao Zi, the governor of Southern Xia Su Guanying and Shi Shiran sat down.
"I've heard of Zhao Zi a long time ago. How can I be alone in playing the game all the way to our southern border?" She looked at Zhao Zi's clear eyes, and stretched out two fingers to take out a black stone from the black chess basket.
Zhao Zi looked at her calmly: "Oh? Wen Yousu Guanying, have you ever heard of my name?"
Both of them are rare beauties.
One is so beautiful that she is world-weary, and the other is so beautiful that she is delicate.
It's a rare sight to sit and compete like this.
"The governor of southern Xinjiang has a lot of weight on his shoulders. The so-called beauty makes it difficult for me to sleep day and night," Su Guanying lowered his gaze to the chessboard, smiled lightly, and pressed down the sunspot in his hand.
She sat down later, but made a move first!
boom!
The ferocious-looking Shi Minghui fell from the sky. The body is surrounded by soldiers and demons, roaring like a dragon or a tiger. The military boots fell down like a mountain, as if they had crushed the sky and would crush this chess game world.
"You bastard from the equal country, come and die!" His voice roared, and the entire chess game world was shaken again and again.
The foundation of this world has been shaken!
Even if Zhao Zi is regarded as an absolute strong man among the real people in the world, it is impossible for him to play chess on one side and control Su Guanying and Shi Mingjuan at the same time.
So she turned her hand over, and then dropped the white piece between her fingers. This chess piece is exactly opposite the sunspot that Su Guanying dropped on the chessboard.
So there was a man dressed as a businessman, condensing his figure slowly and quickly in the huge criss-crossing squares.
He has a very approachable face, the kind of look that makes you feel at ease doing business with him. At this moment, he was squatting on the ground, looking up at Shi Minghui who fell from the sky, grinning and saying: "Qian Chou, the protector of Pingping Country, has met Marshal Shi."
Before he finished speaking, the man had already stood up and headed straight to the sky. On the increasingly smaller vertical and horizontal squares, in the misty and changing clouds, he was facing Shi Mingjuan head-on!
boom!
Just one punch.
Shi Minghui just punched out his fist.
The power of this punch reached its limit in an instant, and the space around the fist was distorted. Cracks appeared in the entire chessboard world before the fist landed in front of Qian Chou.
Qian Chou casually grabbed a treasure chest, a rattle, a wooden hairpin, and a colorful rope...each of which contained special power. They were spread out in the sky in a dazzling array.
A moment of brilliance.
It seems that there is another day under the sky - it is the sky of hundreds of treasures.
And Shi Minghui's fist has arrived.
There are no visions.
There was only the simplest and purest roar.
It flew into pieces and filled the sky with light!
Qian Chou also fell.
He has a hundred treasures in the sky and can be used in all kinds of ways, and can deal with countless complex situations, but he was shattered with one punch.
Able to sneak into the final official examination, able to sneak into Hutai silently. The Equality Country has certainly made a lot of efforts. The penetration in Xia Di over the past six months has been fruitful.
Cases that have appeared throughout southern Xinjiang in recent days are, on the one hand, done by people from the Ping Dynasty to enforce "fairness", and on the other hand, they are also intended to attract the attention of the Southern Xia Governor's Mansion and overwhelm it, thus triggering today's action.
How could the only son of Magistrate Jiang Yong be worth the trouble of so many of them? It was a trap, used to catch the strong men of the Southern Xinjiang Governor's Mansion, and the best one could catch Su Guanying.
Unfortunately, clues and traces were left, and the bait was placed, but the fish did not take the bait. They laid many similar traps, but they failed to activate them the last time. Either the people who came were not qualified, or they were simply put aside by the Nanxia Governor's Mansion.
Today is certainly a perfect time.
At this moment, the 100,000 Winter Silence Army is still in Changluo Mansion, and it is definitely impossible to transfer them in a short time. Naturally, Shi Minghui can only exert his combat power at the level of real people. A strong soldier with a strong army was stripped of his armor.
Zhao Zi then divided the battlefield to isolate the support that Guiyi City could provide. Let the official power of the Nanxia Governor's Mansion not easily match Su Guanying.
Wouldn't it be a golden opportunity to seek advice from either Minghui or Su Guanying at this time?
It was certainly a good move to trap and kill the Marquis of Wu'an, to show him an opening, and to lure Su Guanying into the game.
Shi Minghui then entered the chess game and broke the game strongly, which was expected.
Qian Chou, who is also a real person in this world, has been preparing for this moment for a long time.
But Shi Mingjue's fist was too heavy, too heavy!
Without the blessing of the military formation, he is still terrifyingly strong.
This is a force approaching its limit.
Qian Chou was knocked back with just one punch.
And Shi Minghui stepped through the sky and pushed forward crazily at a terrifying high speed.
Zhao Zi, who was sitting in front of the chessboard, picked up a word and pressed it down without saying anything.
Snapped!
When the piece falls on the chessboard, the sound seems to be in the empty valley.
Then a man dressed as a fisherman suddenly appeared in the sky high in the clouds. This man has a short beard on his face and a weathered look in his eyes. He is wearing a raincoat, carries a harpoon on his back, and holds a fishing rod. He pulls it casually——
Disturbing the spring water of the river, the invisible fishing line has pulled Qian Chou away, taking him in a wide circle and pulling him back to Gao Qiong.
At this time, Shi Mingjuan was in mid-air, stepping on the air with his feet.
Bang!
A huge amount of air exploded.
Explodes into a mushroom-shaped cloud.
And his speed reached the limit, and before the explosion sounded, he had already appeared in front of the fisherman!
It was so fast that the fisherman, who was also a real person in this world, could not react.
There is such power and such speed.
It's a punch to the head!
The fisherman named Li Mao looked horrified.
The power of this punch was pushed to the extreme.
There is obviously a dense fine net in front of the fist. That net is woven by the power of rules. It can't pass through water, but it can't catch a fish, and it can't pass through people, and it can best relieve force.
But wherever Shi Mingjuan's fist went, the fine net was blown to pieces.
The power cannot be removed at all.
The fist is still moving forward.
The rough fist landed on the three-headed harpoon, bending all three tips of the harpoon!
Boom, boom, boom!
A rattle suddenly sounded.
Rumble, the waves surge into the sky.
If someone says, a rattle can really make waves.
This was almost like a joke.
But the joke actually happened.
Qian Chou was held by Li Mao with a fishing line, shaking a small rattle in his hand. In an instant, the sky turned into the sea, the clouds were submerged in the tide, and the waves roared like hurricanes, drowning Shi Minghui in an instant!
(End of chapter)
