God rewards hard work in comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 45 0045 Dream

Just when Zhang Wei was thinking about how to crack Zhenlong's chess game without Xu Zhu.

Murong Fu, who was the second to break the game, was also defeated. Moreover, his mentality was shattered by the illusion of Zhenlong's chess game. Seeing that there was no hope of recovering the country, he suddenly screamed, drew his sword and cut into his neck.

"Cousin." When Wang Yuyan saw this scene, her face turned pale with fright, and her body was even more shaky.

Duan Yu couldn't bear it and shot out the Six Meridians Divine Sword, knocking out Murong Fu's sword and saving him.

At this time, Murong Fu, who was sweating profusely, also woke up and left here with a gloomy expression.

"Cousin! Thank you Mr. Duan for saving your life. Cousin, please wait for me." Wang Yuyan thanked Murong Fu on behalf of Murong Fu, and then she and Bao Bubu quickly waited for Murong's generals and chased after Murong Fu.

Watching Wang Yuyan's retreating back, Duan Yu felt bitter in his heart. He wanted to catch up, but he had no excuse, so he had to stay in depression. After the chess game was over, he asked Su Xinghe about the fairy sister.

"My fair lady, you are such a jealous gentleman, why don't you chase after Duan Yu?" Zhang Wei knew that Duan Yu was the ultimate dog licker, which was not like him.

"Miss Wang and my cousin will definitely have a lot to say when they meet again after a long absence, so why should I make everyone unhappy!" Duan Yu said gloomily.

Oh, it turns out that Duan Yu, you were afraid that Wang Yuyan would be caught in the middle, so you didn't chase after her. That's okay.

While the two were chatting, the third person to break the chess game was Duan Yanqing, the leader of the four villains, known as the "full of evil".

He also has two unknown identities, the former prince of Dali Kingdom and Duan Yu's biological father. Of course, he himself doesn't know the latter.

"Murong Fu is just a person with a false reputation, let's see how I can break this situation." Duan Yanqing spoke in ventriloquism, and with a tap of the iron staff, he crossed a few meters away and sat down opposite Su Xinghe.

Although Duan Yanqing's limbs were completely disabled, his internal strength was strong. He used the technique of one yang finger to pick up a white piece with an iron staff, and placed it on the Zhenlong chessboard with full squares.

Su Xinghe and Duan Yanqing had made more than twenty bets. Su Xinghe was confident, but Duan Yanqing was getting slower and slower, completely losing the confidence he had at the beginning.

In his confused mind, he thought about how he was originally an authentic member of the Duan family in Dali, but was killed by an adulterer and became this ugly and disabled person.

With his mind agitated, external demons invaded his mind, and he thought it would be better to die, so he slowly stabbed the iron rod into his chest.

Among the great masters present, no one with the ability to "kick him in" was willing to wake up Duan Yanqing. Su Xinghe also had rules set by his master and could not save him.

Many people wanted the four villains to go crazy and get rid of this evil in the world, so they stood idly by and watched. Ye Erniang resented that he had always been on top of her and always bossed around.

At the moment when Duan Yanqing was about to stab his fatal spot, the only person present who wanted to save him was the "ferocious" Crocodile God of the South China Sea. He was very loyal and just wanted to save him, but was stopped by everyone.

"Pfft!" The sharp iron rod was mostly pierced into Duan Yanqing's chest. Only then did he wake up, but there was no way he could save himself.

"Boss." The South China Sea Crocodile God got rid of everyone's entanglement and rushed to Duan Yanqing's side, shouting anxiously.

"This Zhenlong chess game is really powerful." Duan Yanqing vomited a large mouthful of blood, sighed with emotion, and then died.

He died peacefully like this. Before his death, he was not able to see his Guanyin Goddess again, nor did he know that he had a son.

"Perhaps, this is the best punishment for the sins he has committed over the years." Zhang Wei looked on, completely unmoved by Duan Yanqing's death. Such people do not deserve sympathy, and death is their best destination.

"Maybe this is not a bad thing for Duan Yu."

"Duan Yanqing is dead and Xu Zhu is not here. Who else can break the Zhenlong chess game now?" Zhang Wei became even more curious.

Su Xinghe ignored the dead Duan Yanqing and asked everyone: "Is there any other comrade with advanced chess skills who is willing to come forward and give it a try?"

The people present looked at each other in confusion. Experts like the leader of the Four Evil Men had all died in this chess game. Who dared to step forward and try, fearing that he would die if he didn't try.

"My chess skills are still weak and I can't break this Zhenlong chess game, so I won't show my shame." Everyone said in succession.

"Let me try." At this moment, a downcast middle-aged man came out with fiery eyes.

"It's him, Hei Baizi, the second among the four friends of Meizhuang. I heard that he is addicted to chess. I wonder if he can break this game."

"Even a master like Sin Guanman Ying is dead. I don't think he has any hope."

Some passers-by recognized Hei Baizi's identity and started talking about it.

Hei Baizi was drained of his inner strength by Linghu Chong under the West Lake, and was let go by Ren Woxing, but he was not willing to be reduced to a useless person for the rest of his life. When he accidentally heard about the Zhenlong chess game, he decided to give it a try.

"Even if I die today, I will die playing the game of Go that I love." Heixi Zi was determined to die.

Then, there was nothing more. After a few chess pieces were lost, the black and white pieces vomited blood and died.

"Ah, I've been waiting for this for nothing." Zhang Wei was speechless. He thought he was a master, but he didn't expect him to kneel down so quickly.

Seeing this scene, no one dared to step forward and give it a try.

"Hey!" Su Xinghe sighed. In fact, he didn't have much hope. He himself couldn't crack it after thirty years of research, let alone others.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the master's successor. Fortunately, the traitor Ding Chunqiu has been eradicated, which can be regarded as fulfilling one of the master's wishes." Su Xinghe thought to himself.

"Master Zhang Wei, didn't you say you wanted to go into the cave? Why don't you come up and give it a try." Su Xinghe suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhang Wei's idle look and couldn't help but say.

"Ah? Didn't you agree to let me in? Why are you still playing chess?"

"And I don't know how to play Go. Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Zhang Wei was dumbfounded. He didn't expect this bad old man to be so bad.

"Hahahaha, it's okay. Even if you lose, I will let Mu Hua rescue you, and what I promised you before will still count." Su Xinghe laughed heartily and had no intention of letting Zhang Wei go.

"I can play against you, but I don't know how to play Go. I'm just giving you an idea. How about you play against yourself?" Zhang Wei thought for a while and suddenly said.

"Okay, playing chess with yourself will be endless fun." Su Xinghe readily agreed.

Zhang Wei sat across from Su Xinghe and looked at the Zhenlong chess game in front of him. He studied it carefully.

He found that there was nothing special, maybe he still didn't know how to do it, and he didn't see any illusions. Maybe this is also a benefit of ignorance.

"This is my thinking, put yourself to death and survive."

Zhang Wei wanted to meet Wu Yazi before, originally just to see if he could get Wu Yazi to accept him as his disciple.

By the way, he picked up some skills from Wu Yazi. He never thought that Wu Yazi would teach him the skills.

After all, before learning Beiming Divine Kung Fu, one needs to abolish one's own martial arts in order to practice, which Zhang Wei is reluctant to part with.

But now, all his skills have been transformed by the Qigong Transformation Technique, and maybe he can be passed on. Seventy years of skills.

People still have to have dreams. Without dreams, there is no difference between being a salted fish.

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