Murong Fu looked at Su Xinghe and said, "Sir, please raise your child!"
Seeing that he still wanted to continue playing, Su Xinghe had no choice but to lift the white piece away, leaving a large area vacant on the chessboard.
At this point, Murong Fu showed even more ease, almost making moves without stopping, with no intention of thinking at all. It was as if he was just making moves randomly, and then the moves fell.
After walking six or seven steps in a row, I heard a few surprised and suspicious sounds from the side, respectively from Duan Yanqing, Duan Yu and Fan Bailing.
Obviously, the three of them had noticed something, and the expressions on their faces suddenly became wonderful.
Su Xinghe was caught off guard by Murong Fu's extremely fast move speed. While wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead, he was contemplating where the next move should be. ✧
As a result, the situation was reversed in an instant. Su Xinghe, who had been firmly guarding the chess game, had always been confidently waiting for others to make moves. Unexpectedly, it was completely reversed at this moment, requiring others to wait patiently for his moves.
In this way, after playing more than ten pieces, even Ding Chunqiu, Zhu Danchen and others discovered the clues. Duan Yanqing and others already knew that this Zhenlong chess game, which was said to be unbreakable, had been beaten by Murong Fu. Cracked.
Seeing that Murong Fu could easily break the Zhenlong chess game that he could not break, Duan Yu felt frustrated again, and infinite despair surged in his heart.
Su Xinghe raised a sunspot with his right hand tremblingly, and finally put it back into the chess box. He sighed and said, "Mr. Murong is a genius. This Zhenlong chess game has been broken, so there is no need to play anymore!"
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Mr. Congbian, I accept the concession!"
A look of relief appeared on Su Xinghe's face, and he waved his hands and said: "Young Master Murong, you don't have to be too modest. This Zhenlong chess game was laid out for our master. No one has been able to break it for decades, but unexpectedly it was solved by the Young Master today. I am extremely grateful!" "
After hearing Su Xinghe's words, everyone had different expressions on their faces, including admiration, envy, jealousy, and resentment, which were due to their distance from each other. Ding Chunqiu, for example, looked as if he had eaten a fly at this moment, his face changed. It was extremely ugly.
The two heroes of the You clan had long been angry at him for almost hurting You Tanzhi, so now that they had the chance, they naturally started to mock him.
You Ji said: "Old monster Xingxiu, didn't you say that this Zhenlong chess game is for entertainment? Why did my third brother accidentally untie it?"
You Ju said: "I remember someone said that as long as my third brother can solve this Zhenlong chess game, I will kneel down and call him grandpa three times. Hehe, now everyone has to gather around and take a look!"
Ding Chunqiu's face was already ugly, but now that he was being squeezed by the two heroes of the You clan, his expression became even more ferocious and terrifying, and he no longer had the composure he had before.
"Why, do you want to default on your debt?"
Seeing that Ding Chunqiu didn't respond, Mu Wanqing, who had long been unhappy with him, immediately snorted coldly.
Ding Chunqiu glanced at Murong Fu, You Tanzhi, Duan Yanqing and others, knowing that even if he wanted to escape at this moment, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape from the hands of these masters.
"Although face is important, you can leave the mountains without worrying about having firewood. Let me record today's grudges for you, and I will repay you one by one in the future!"
Ding Chunqiu looked at everyone's expressions with ferocious eyes, and then he felt cruel and knelt on the ground, calling Murong Fu "Grandpa" three times.
This scene really frightened the new disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, but the old disciples knew very well that Ding Chunqiu had suffered a big loss at the hands of Murong Fu in his early years, and now that he was famous all over the world, his martial arts skills were naturally different. Eryu, unfortunately, bumped into the opponent's head at this moment. If he doesn't give in, should he still fight to the death?
Apart from anything else, the mentality of the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect is still as stable as ever.
Seeing that Ding Chunqiu had made such a big mistake, Su Xinghe and the eight friends of Hangu were very grateful to Murong Fu. However, now was not the time to deal with this traitor. Su Xinghe pointed to the wooden house behind him and said, "Mr. Murong has broken the chess game. Please invite me." Bar!"
Murong Fu nodded and walked to the wooden house without a door.
When Mu Wanqing saw this, she wanted to go in with him, but was stopped by Su Xinghe.
"Miss Mu, only Young Master Murong can enter this place. Please wait here for a moment. If there is any offense, I apologize for the trouble!"
Knowing the relationship between Mu Wanqing and Murong Fu, Su Xinghe was also very polite to her.
Murong Fu heard this and said to Mu Wanqing: "Wan'er, you and Shishi should stay outside and wait for me!"
When her lover spoke, Mu Wanqing had no choice but to retreat to Master Li and wait quietly.
I saw Murong Fu looking at the wooden house in front of him, slowly raising his right palm, and then waved out a palm force through the air. Then the wooden walls of the wooden house exploded with a sound, and sawdust flew into the air, all of which were shot away by Murong Fu's body-protecting energy. Got out.
He walked slowly into the dim space inside the wooden house. After six or seven steps, there was another wall in front of him. He split it open again, and then he came to a stone cave.
A ray of light shone through the cracks in the cave, and he could vaguely see a person sitting in the corner.
When I got closer, I saw that the man had a three-foot long beard, not a single streak of gray, his face was like a crown of jade, and there was no wrinkle at all. Although he was obviously not young, he was still full of energy, with an elegant demeanor, and he was a handsome and handsome man.
Wu Yazi, who noticed someone approaching, also raised his head to look at the person, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
"What a charming and elegant young master, are you the one who broke the Zhenlong chess game I created?"
Murong Fu felt a little awkward due to Wu Yazi's gaze, so he bowed his hands and said, "Junior Murong Fu, I have met my senior!"
After saluting, he wrapped his hands in his long sleeves.
Wu Yazi asked: "The surname Murong...are you from the Xianbei tribe?"
Murong Fu said: "Returning to the seniors, the juniors are indeed not Han Chinese!"
There is nothing to hide about this matter, and the Xiaoyao sect does not dominate the world. As long as you are handsome, that's all. Wu Yazi doesn't care which tribe you are from.
Sure enough, Wu Yazi just nodded and asked about his apprenticeship without delving further into this issue.
Murong Fu answered one by one. In order to make it easier for him to teach the skills later, he even told him that he had learned the Beiming Magic Skills. However, he described the whole process as an accident rather than a deliberate move.
Wu Yazi said in surprise: "I didn't expect that your destiny was so profound. Since you have learned the Beiming Divine Art, I don't need to remove your inner power."
"Murong Fu, are you willing to become your teacher and join my Xiaoyao sect?"
Facing Wu Yazi's inquiry, Murong Fu immediately knelt down and worshiped: "Disciple Murong Fu, pay your respects to Master!"
"Okay, okay, okay!"
"My good disciple, come here!"
Wu Yazi waved to Murong Fu, took off the Qibao ring from his finger and put it on his thumb.
"Next, my master will pass on all my lifelong skills to you. I hope you can pass on my Xiaoyao sect and clean up the door for my Xiaoyao sect!"
As he spoke, he used his inner strength to absorb Murong Fu's palms, then jumped up in the air, pressing his head against Murong Fu's Heavenly Spirit Cap.
Just when Murong Fu was wondering why it was so troublesome to teach a skill, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in the middle of his eyebrows, and his head felt as if it was about to explode, and he instantly lost consciousness...
