Su Xinghe said: "This is my junior brother," he pointed at Ding Chunqiu and said, "Back then, when I betrayed my sect, my ancestor died in hatred, and he beat me so hard that I couldn't fight back."
Everyone was stunned when they heard Su Xinghe's words. They didn't expect that the notorious old monster Xingxiu actually came from the same school as Mr. Congbian.
Of these two people, one has a vicious personality and kills cruelly, while the other studies chess skills behind closed doors in Leigu Mountain all day long. It is rare for a master to train two disciples with such different personalities.
Su Xinghe added: "I was going to die and die for the master, but I remembered that master had an unfulfilled wish. If I don't find someone to solve it, it will be difficult to see master after death. So I endured the humiliation and survived until now."
"Over the years, I have abided by my apprenticeship and kept silent. Not only did I become a deaf-mute old man, but I also forced my new disciples to become deaf-mute. Alas, nothing has been accomplished in the past thirty years. , this chess game is still something that no one can crack.”
Su Xinghe looked at Ding Chunqiu fiercely and said: "Today you, a rebellious disciple who killed his master, dare to come to the door. I will risk my life to bite off a piece of flesh from you."
Ding Chunqiu sneered. Su Xinghe was no match for him thirty years ago. For the past thirty years, he had been addicted to Wuyazi's Zhenlong chess game. His skill was even further away from his. Ding Chunqiu had long since ignored him.
"Thirty years ago you were no match for the old immortal. In the past thirty years, you have been addicted to the old thief's scam, and your martial arts have been perfected. Who gave you the courage to take action against this old immortal?"
Su Xinghe said angrily: "What do you call master?"
Ding Chunqiu said disdainfully: "He is an old thief. Why should I call him an old thief?"
As soon as Ding Chunqiu finished speaking, two disciples from the Xingxiu Sect jumped out and shouted at Su Xinghe: "How dare you be so rude to the old immortal, why don't you kneel down and confess your guilt!"
Ding Chunqiu's face hardened, his loose robes brushed by, and the two disciples who were trying to flatter him suddenly covered their throats and made gurgling noises in their mouths. His face instantly turned blue, and after three breaths, he fell to the ground dead with bleeding from his seven orifices.
The other disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, seeing the two flattering them even hitting the horse's hooves, became as silent as a cicada and dared not express their anger.
The rest of the people in the valley, seeing that Ding Chunqiu had a disagreement, brutally killed people, including his own disciples, and they all looked at him with disdain.
Ding Chunqiu's eyes revealed murderous intent, and he looked at Su Xinghe who was calm and fearless. He had searched through Xingxiu Sea for thirty years, but he did not find any Xiaoyao sect's martial arts secrets. If he didn't have another secret hidden in his heart, He had long since returned to the Central Plains and cut this old man into pieces.
Thinking about how to deal with Su Xinghe, Ding Chunqiu did not show any expression on his face. Instead, he sat back on the sedan chair and said sarcastically: "In the past thirty years, you have deceived so many people with your Zhenlong chess game scam. Today I want to do it." Let’s see if someone can break your Zhenlong chess game.”
Without Ding Chunqiu to disrupt the situation, the next people present, those who felt they knew something about chess skills, all stepped forward to try to solve this chess game that had troubled the world for thirty years.
Those with weak chess skills would go through the motions and be defeated in just a few moves. Those with superb chess skills would fight back and forth with Su Xinghe, but they could not extricate themselves from it.
Jiumozhi, Shaolin Xuandu, Master Shenyin of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain, Monk Juexian of Donglin Temple in Lushan Mountain, Xiang Wanghai, a wealthy guest in eastern Hunan, and Zen Master Wuye of Shenjie Temple in Dali came forward, but no one could break the Zhenlong chess game. , were defeated one after another.
Song Xing, who was standing by, could see clearly that there were calamities within the calamities of the Zhenlong chess game, including living together and immortality, counterattacking or holding back, flowers gathering in groups of five and six, it was extremely complicated, and Duan Yu's defeat was due to his excessive love. Reluctant to abandon his son; Jiumozhi's failure was that he was too eager for fame and fortune and refused to lose power.
The chess game is like a battlefield. Everyone who plays chess feels like he is in the game. When he is addicted to the chess game, he is unconsciously affected by the chess game. His mind is exhausted, his heart is exhausted, and his mind is shaken. At this time, it is easy to become a demon. Taking advantage of it, he was heartbroken, vomited blood and was defeated.
Su Xinghe has studied chess all his life and can be called a master of Chinese martial arts. He has been studying the chess game for thirty years and cannot break it. Although there are national chess players among everyone present, no one can beat him. Naturally, no one can break it. This chess game.
Although he defeated everyone who came forward, the disappointment in Su Xinghe's eyes became more and more intense. Seeing Wu Yazi waiting hard for thirty years, but getting nothing, Ding Chunqiu showed off his power in front of him again, and his heart ached in depression, A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the body was shaking.
The eight friends of Hangu were shocked and hurriedly gathered around, but Ding Chunqiu sneered again: "I have long said that this chess game is a scam, but you idiots continue to follow it. It is simply stupid."
The Eight Friends of Hangu glared at Ding Chunqiu. Su Xinghe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sat up straight again and asked, "Which other heroes are willing to step forward and give it a try?"
Song Xing glanced at the ugly-looking Xu Zhu in the crowd. Because Duan Yanqing had died in Qiao Feng's hands, Xu Zhu was just a spectator from beginning to end this time.
Facing Su Xinghe's expectant gaze, Song Xing took a step forward and sat down in front of the chessboard.
When Su Xinghe saw Song Xing's heroic appearance, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he extended his hand and said, "Master, please!"
Song Xing said nothing, picked up a chess piece, and placed it somewhere in the center of the chessboard.
Over the past thirty years, Su Xinghe has played tens of thousands of Zhenlong chess games. It can be said that he knows the position of every chess piece with his eyes closed. He also knows all the various tricks and routines in tens of thousands of chess games. Seeing Song As soon as the action comes out, there is a way to deal with it without thinking.
The two sides went back and forth, and soon they played more than a dozen moves. The people who gathered around frowned more and more as they stared at the chessboard.
Qiao Feng didn't understand Go, but he could see Duan Yu's expression and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"
Duan Yu took a few steps back and whispered: "The situation is not good. Brother Song is going to act like this. The land in the hinterland will soon be occupied by Mr. Su. When it is surrounded on all sides, the dragon will be in danger!"
Su Xinghe frowned and looked at the chess game in front of him, then looked up at Song Xing who was confident, but without saying a word, he put down a piece again.
Song Xing looked at the situation where everyone was being killed in the chess game, but there was a faint smile in his eyes.
Although his chess skills are higher than Qiao Feng's, he is still far behind Duan Yu, let alone Su Xinghe. But since he dares to sit here, he is naturally prepared.
Thirty years after the Zhenlong chess game was set up, the chess records had naturally flowed out of Leigu Mountain. Long before Song Xing made the decision to find Wu Yazi, the chess records had been placed in front of him.
Using the influence of the Six Gates, Song Xing found famous chess players from Pingjiang Prefecture, but as expected, they were all defeated by Zhenlong.
But Song Xing knew that the most critical trick to cracking Zhenlong's chess game was to break and then stand up. Under Song Xing's reminder, the players from all over the world were enlightened, and they gathered their strength to think over and over again, and finally solved this chess game that had troubled countless people for thirty years. Exploration.
Many things seem very simple afterwards, but the difficulty lies in the beginning. Often no one can figure out the most difficult and simplest point. Once you think of it, everything else will fall into place.
After Zhenlong's chess game was broken, Song Xing memorized all the changes in each step. Now he was playing chess with Su Xinghe with the answer, and he would naturally win without losing.
Both sides made moves very quickly, and without thinking, more than a dozen moves passed by. Seeing that the area occupied by Song Xing was getting smaller and smaller, with almost no room for improvement, everyone sighed secretly in their hearts.
"Huh!"
Just after Song Xing lost his son, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, because Song Xing's son actually cut himself off and killed a large number of his own white stones.
Even Su Xinghe thought that Song Xing got off the wrong spot in panic. He looked up at Song Xing and saw his clear eyes, but his heart was shaken.
Su Xinghe hesitated for a moment, but his hand did not drop immediately. Instead, he stared at the chessboard carefully and considered it carefully in his mind.
After a while, the black stone in Su Xinghe's hand landed firmly on one spot, and he immediately captured the white stone and counted the pieces. The situation looked like the white stone was ready to surrender.
Song Xing did not admit defeat, but continued to make moves. Su Xinghe frowned and made quick moves one after another, preparing to end the battle quickly.
Just when Song Xing made another six moves, and the seventh chess piece landed in the middle, the situation suddenly changed. Su Xinghe glanced away, and his expression suddenly changed.
