"Hey, have you taken out the sword?" Li Mingru looked at the katana and smiled: "It seems that the old emperor is really ready to fight to the death?"
On the field, the black pieces had completely counterattacked, and the white pieces were left with only a few pieces on the opposite side of the board. The old man looked at him expressionlessly:
"Ming Rusang, China deserves to be China. Facing Japan, Tianzhu, Europa, and the Ghost King Sect's joint efforts, they can turn defeat into victory. I, Japan, was defeated at the hands of China, and it is not unjust."
After saying that, he saw that Heiyunsai and Saito Yuichiro had teleported away, and asked curiously:
"Ming Rusang, I still have something that I don't understand."
Li Mingru lay lazily on the chess table: "Let's talk and listen."
"Why did the young man named Lin Xiaolu that Ming Rusang said was able to break this deadlock?"
The wrinkles on the old man's face unfolded and he smiled:
"Mingru Sang, I really can't figure it out. I don't think a young man can play a key role in this beacon chess game. Maybe that young man is a disciple of Mingru Sang and has extraordinary qualities. But if we say that he It’s the key to breaking this deadlock, which is a bit too surprising.”
Li Mingru held his chin and smiled disdainfully: "Didn't you see the result? Are you unwilling to accept the result?"
"It's not that I don't want to accept it, it's that I don't want to believe that this Beacon Fire Chess will end because of a young man. He's not even an immortal cultivator!"
The old man looked at Li Mingru with burning eyes and continued in a deep voice:
"Ming Rusang, do you want to use this young man to insult us? Or do you mean that his parents are extraordinary? Does he have any hidden bloodline talents?"
"Pfft!" Hearing this, Li Mingru burst out laughing. He held the gourd and laughed for a while. After a long time, he put away his smile and looked at the old man with disdain:
"Heiyun Baichong, do you think I need to insult you? Or do you think you deserve to be insulted by me?"
Li Mingru sneered disdainfully: "Aren't you just unwilling to lose to an ordinary boy? After talking so much nonsense, why do you still have bloodline and talent? The bloodline talent is your father?"
Old man:......
In the field, Li Mingru took a sip of wine from the gourd, and then asked with a smile:
"Don't you even know how to do math? Let me ask you, in this world, who are more so-called people with blood and talent compared to ordinary mortals?"
The old man was stunned:
"This... is naturally more ordinary mortals. The number of ordinary mortals is more than tens of thousands of times greater than the number of these proud men."
"That's fine." Li Mingru continued to smile:
“Since ancient times, every person who truly opened up a new era has had his or her own opportunities. This is true, but without exception, they are all people with strong perseverance and absolute self-discipline.
Moreover, a large part of them are not the bloodline inheritors you are talking about, because most of the bloodline inheritors are just people who are supported by heaven and ancestors and are born with a silver spoon in their mouths.
Yes, it is true that the offspring of these powerful people are more likely to give birth to powerful people, but the probability is just greater than that of the offspring of ordinary people. It does not mean that there will not be people with extraordinary talents and amazing talents among ordinary people.
In comparison, the strong are a very small number after all. Their descendants and the descendants of all ordinary people are naturally very few in number. Therefore, no matter how you calculate it, in the face of the absolute number of tens of millions of ordinary mortals, , the descendants of the strong are actually not worth mentioning.
After all, the number of people on both sides is there, so it's not a concept. "
In the field, Li Mingru seemed to be thinking of Lin Xiaolu's experience from childhood to adulthood, so he continued to talk a little more:
"Everything has an end. Even the so-called strong bloodline has an end to be found. Those ends always start from an ordinary silly boy. For such ends, I call them a new era. .”
After finishing speaking, Li Mingru looked at the old man with a half-smile and said lightly:
"Congratulations, Heiyun Baichong, you and your Japanese have become the stepping stones of the new era!"
Opposite the chessboard, the old man trembled slightly. For a long time, his turbid eyes focused on the dark unsheathed sword.
Huai Jian is a sword classified as a short sword in Japan. Its length is basically similar to that of a dagger and shorter than a rib. It was previously used as a portable tool knife and a concealed knife for self-defense. Later, when it was necessary to commit seppuku, the size of the sword was more convenient. The Japanese began to use short knives such as Huijian to cut open the stomach. However, this injury was not fatal, so it usually took a long time or even several hours to die from blood loss, which was very painful.
The old man knew that Li Mingru would never be his fault, but he didn't say anything. He just silently picked up the sword and opened it half way, revealing half of the blade that shone with cold light inside.
"My father once committed suicide by caesarean section using the Izumi Moriyo Kiri. At that time, I, who had just become the new emperor, was his intermediary."
After saying that, he closed the knife with a "Swipe!" sound, and then continued to look at the chessboard in front of him, with the last glimmer of light beginning to bloom in his eyes:
"Mingru Sang, old man, I can't see the new era you call.
However, for a samurai, even committing suicide by caesarean section is a humiliating death. Only by dying in battle can one receive eternal glory!
And I will turn civilians who don't want to be samurai into samurai! Let them accept that glory! "
When Li Mingru heard this, he looked at him up and down.
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Japan, over Kyoto
Heiyunzhai, who was wearing a black robe, stood in the air, looking at the several magical instruments getting closer and closer in the distance, and said to a monk behind him expressionlessly:
"Has the Hundred Ghost Night Parade Formation been set up?"
"Your Majesty, everything has been deployed. Kyoto, Nara, Kamakura, and Chikushi Island have all deployed formations."
On the side, Saito Yuichiro looked at Heiyunsai and frowned slightly.
But he didn't say anything. Although he was a Nascent Soul, he was also a warrior, and loyalty still came first.
In the field, Hei Yunzhai took out a black bead from the Najie. He looked at the bead and sighed, seemingly reluctant to part with it, but then he crushed it suddenly.
The next moment, a black light instantly flew into the sky, and then exploded like fireworks, forming a huge black cloud curtain, just like Ye Qingluan's magic weapon, instantly covering the entire Japan.
Through the black cloud curtain, Heiyunzhai looked at the Chinese monks in the distance with bloodthirsty eyes, and coldly ordered to the monks behind him:
"Start the Hundred Ghost Night Parade Formation!"
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Above the sea, Shangguan Sheng stood with his hands behind his hands, his posture was astonishing, and behind him stood a series of powerful Nascent Soul masters. Except for Lin Xiaolu and Jiang Ning, neither of them could fly, and neither could fly unless they turned into dragons. Therefore, They were carried one by one by Ye Qingluan.
Behind these seven Yuan Ying realms, there were densely packed alchemy monks from five sects. With such combat power, the Japanese in front of them could be described as extremely small.
In the field, Shangguan Sheng looked at the entire Japan shrouded in a black circle, and immediately sneered with disdain:
"You think wearing a turtle shell will be useful? Haha~"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves gracefully, and a roaring black dog was immediately thrown out of his sleeves. It flew like a falling meteor and hit the black round cover hard, but... there was no reaction~
Seeing that the black round mask was intact, Shangguan Sheng was stunned for a moment, and several heads also looked at him.
"Ergou, can you do it?" Ye Qingluan asked with curled lips.
Shangguan Sheng blushed, then laughed a few times:
"Just now, my master was just trying his best. Master Ye, don't be impatient. Let's wait and see what I can do!"
After saying that, he flashed and flew over the black circle in an instant. Then he roared and unleashed demonic energy that reached the sky, turned into a giant black dog head, and bit it hard!
Tengu Eats the Moon Technique - Demonic Dog Eats the Sky!
"Click~"
The dog's head bit down on the black cover and then didn't move.
Shangguan Sheng inside the dog head:? ? ?
