Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Pu Qingluo was dressed in an apricot-yellow dress, and two long bandages tightly wrapped the girl's calf, exposing her daughter's slender and straight body.

Standing on the stage, he is heroic and energetic.

Everyone sighed: "As expected of being the only daughter of Immortal Lord Pu Zhizhang, with such a posture, she is really the number one fairy in Zhengwuzhou."

"Zhengwu Continent has gone through the catastrophe of the evil dragon, and there are few female monks. At the same time, only the Liu of the Muhua Immortal Sect is the Ice Fairy, who can be as famous as Pu Qingluo."

In stark contrast to Pu Qingluo, it was of course Ling Kongzhou, the pride of Kongliu Immortal Sect, Lou Feng Sui Le.

He has a problem with his legs and cannot walk upright.

At this moment, pushing the wheelchair, I slowly walked onto the martial arts stage.

Compared with the huge Yanwu stage, Lou Feng casually looks like a sick willow growing on the shore of the lake.

He was dressed in white and had a thin body.

The brows and eyes are modest and elegant, but probably because of perennial illness, there is a lingering melancholy expression in his eyes.

As soon as Fang came to the stage, the monk with an extremely gentle temperament bowed his hands and said: "Mr. Pu, I have long admired your name."

Pu Qingluo rolled her eyes to the sky, disdainful of Lou Fengsui's politeness.Suddenly, she took out a round soybean from her cuff.

Seeing the wind, the soybean opened up, and with a sound of "hoo", the soybean trembled violently in Pu Qingluo's palm, and continued to elongate.

Soon, a wrist-thick ivy appeared in Pu Qingluo's palm.

Pu Qingluo held the ivy and waved her right hand casually.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound like Jiao Lei flashed across everyone's ears in an instant.

Pu Qingluo waved the ivy, as if waving a living snake.

Smacking the ground, the hard blue and white stone slabs were pulled out with faint cracks.

"This... is this a magical plant that has long been extinct and only survived in ancient times, the whip bean?"

"It is said that this bean will turn into a long whip after absorbing spiritual energy."

"The attack power of the long whip is extremely strong, and it is most suitable for wood monks."

"For the sake of his only daughter, Immortal Pu Zhizhang also spent all his money..."

Pu Qingluo showed her weapon, and everyone talked about it.

It seems that Lou Feng standing on the stage is alone with his shape.

Lou Fengsui looked at Pu Qingluo, holding a long whip in his hand, and looked majestic. He couldn't help smiling, and applauded: "A good plant, it's really powerful."

"Who wants you to boast?" Pu Qingluo snorted, bowed slightly, and galloped towards Loufeng, saying: "—Come and die!"

Lou Fengsui was not angry at all.He raised his right hand, palm facing himself.

With his left hand, he slowly rolled up the sleeve at the wrist, exposing his pale and sickly arm.

His movements are graceful and slow, not like fighting on the battlefield, but more like a literati preparing to paint with his hands clean before picking up his pen.

"In that case," Lou Fengsui said softly, "I ask Fairy Pu to enlighten me."

"Without further ado!"

"..."

Soon after.

Pu Qingluo knelt on the ground on one knee, gasping for breath.

She holds the sword in her right hand, with the point of the sword pointing down, propped on the ground.

If not, Pu Qingluo would have made a fool of herself on the spot, unable to straighten her waist.

"hateful……!"

Pu Qingluo cursed endlessly in her heart.On her body, the apricot-yellow robe that was originally clean and tidy was already stained with many ink marks.

The ink blots are joined together to form a vague pattern.

On the whole, Pu Qingluo's clothes seemed to be used as a canvas, and Lou Fengsui drew a thick and colorful landscape picture on this canvas.

Pu Qingluo looked down at her dirty robe and gritted her teeth.

She was resentful in her heart, but she knew clearly that she had reached her limit.

With strong reluctance, Pu Qingluo lowered her head deeply, her voice was softer than a mosquito: "I...I admit defeat."

Lou Fengsui immediately withdrew his weapon, breathless, and smiled, "I've accepted it."

As soon as the voice fell, the transparent barrier above the martial arts platform suddenly seemed to boil.

An extremely tolerant, extremely powerful breath appeared out of thin air.

The millions of monks present faintly sensed that there seemed to be an invisible big hand that forcibly broke away from the barrier.

The big hand swooped down with lightning speed, grabbed Pu Qingluo, and moved her to the outside of the martial arts stage.

This invisible hand was arranged hundreds of millions of years ago by ancient monks using powerful techniques.

The two sides fought fiercely on the martial arts arena, but as long as one person said "admit defeat", these hands would appear, and the loser would be selected to perform on the martial arts arena.

On the one hand, it is to show the outcome of the game; on the other hand, it also wants to protect the defeated monks and give the weaker monks a chance to save their lives.

Those invisible hands moved extremely swiftly, Pu Qingluo was still in a daze, but she was lifted up completely and moved out of the formation.

On the martial arts stage, only Lou Feng was left alone in a wheelchair.

His expression was serene, his breathing was even, as if nothing had happened.

Under the stage, a monk from Zhengyang Xianzong lamented in his heart: "No, Senior Sister Pu Qingluo...she and Lou Fengsui are too different in strength. No matter how you look at it, you can't win this match."

There were also people who were disheartened: "Sigh, Senior Sister Pu Qingluo is the leading monk with the best qualifications among the monks of my generation, but she lost so embarrassingly in the competition with Lou Fengsui..."

Someone comforted her: "Senior Sister Pu Qingluo is good at concocting pills, but not good at wielding knives and guns. Losing to the disciples of the Four Gentlemen is not an insult to her."

Although some people were relieved, the disciples of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect who lost the first battle still couldn't get excited.

Even Qian Qing, who had always been at odds with Pu Qingluo, didn't speak sarcastically, only Qian Qing frowned, turned her head from time to time, and talked with Lin Zichu who was sitting beside her.

Soon, it was the turn of the second monk of Zhengyang Xianzong to play.

It was a young monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, righteous and awe-inspiring.

Holding the sword in both hands, with the point of the sword pointing down, he pointed at Lou Feng and bowed.

"Seventh Wooden Gate of Zhengyang Immortal Sect, please teach me Lou Feng with senior brother."

"Don't dare to take it." Lou Fengsui hastily cupped his hands in return.

……

Soon.

Mu Menqi's face was pale, and he covered his chest with his right hand, forcefully suppressing the smell of blood in his throat. After a long time, he sighed, and said: "... I admit defeat."

Lou Feng said: "Acceptance."

"Defeated again? Lou Fengsuan won two matches alone, and the following fights, there are monks from the Zhengyang Immortal Sect who can stand it."

"This building wind is so young, why is it so powerful?"

"If he hadn't suffered too much when he was a mortal in his early years, was plagued by illness, and was supported by Xianjun Beilin before his death, I'm afraid he would have even more astonishing achievements at this time!"

Zhengyang Xianzong lost three games in a row, and when Mingshi came on the field, he was almost biting the bullet.

Ming is and Ming Fei is a pair of twin sisters who belong to Bai Zang Xianzun.

Because of the beautiful appearance of the two sisters, they and Pu Qingluo are called "Three Sisters of Zhengyang."

On weekdays, the two often took care of the flowers and plants in the Baizang Immortal Hall, and rarely came out to fight with the monks.

Even Pu Qingluo, the leader of the "Three Sisters of Zhengyang", is far inferior to Lou Fengsui, so it is obviously the result of fighting with him, so there is no need to mention it.

Although Lou Fengsui showed the demeanor of a gentleman during the competition and never resorted to vicious methods, the overwhelming difference in strength between the two sides still forced Ming Shi to breathe.

"You win."

After saying this, Ming couldn't help crying.She was very unwilling, but there was nothing she could do.

Lou Feng was stunned for a moment.

On weekdays, he competed with the disciples of the Zongmen, and he suffered injuries, broken bones, and blood flow, but the tears of female cultivators were rarely seen, so he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss.

Maybe, after Mingshi came on the stage, all the tricks added up, couldn't do as much damage to Lou Fengsui as the last few tears.

"Three consecutive defeats! Zhengyang Xianzong has three consecutive defeats!"

"Lou Fengsui is worthy of being the direct disciple of the Immortal Lord Beilin, and his weapons make him superb."

"Zhengyang Immortal Sect lost a complete mess this time!"

Everyone thought silently in their hearts.

The next monk from the Zhengyang Immortal Sect was named Lin Zichu.

I heard that he developed a legendary physique by opening the veins, the Frost Dragon Lying Snow Body.

The strength of Hanlongwoxue's body is second to none, and there are few monks in the same period who can match the Hanlongwoxue monk.

It can be heard that Lin Zichu was introduced by Zhengyang Xianzong when he was in his 20s, and he had been wandering outside before, so there is not much information about Lin Zichu, and we don't know how strong he is for the time being.

Besides, the three monks leading the battle of Zhengyang Xianzong are really bad.

Lou Fengsui has won three consecutive victories, but it seems that the battle just now did not consume his aura. No matter where he looks at it, Lou Fengsui still looks as calm and relaxed as when he played before.

Although I don't know how strong Lin Zichu is, but Lou Fengsui's strength is so strong, if he were to fight against Lou Fengsui who was almost in his heyday, the possibility of losing is much greater than the possibility of winning.

No matter how powerful Qianqing is, it may be very difficult for him to win four people in a row.

Not to mention Kong Liu Xianzong Jiang You, Man Ran, Li Zhi, and Wu Liao are all masters who have been famous for a long time...

After comprehensive consideration, all the million monks present thought:

"I'm afraid Zhengyang Xianzong will lose this time."

Some Xianzong who had a bad relationship with Zhengyang Xianzong refused to let go of this opportunity, and said in a loud voice: "The position of Immortal Lord was vacant during the first Jiazi period of Zhengyang Xianzong, which shows that there are no successors. Disciples all have these virtues."

"It's better to just remove the word 'Xian' from Xianzong!"

"Hee hee, Zhengyang sect, it's not bad!"

For Xianzong, the most powerful sect in Zhengwuzhou, nothing could be more humiliating than this.

The monks of Zhengyang Immortal Sect glared at them, and they all cursed back.

However, the vigor of scolding is also a bit insufficient, because they are also dissatisfied with the result of this ring battle.

After Mingshi finished, it was Lin Zichu's turn to play.

Mingshi stood on the steps, raised his hand frequently, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

Seeing Lin Zichu who was walking up step by step, Ming choked up with voice transmission:

"Eldest brother...it's all my fault. This time, we're probably going to lose."

It is obvious that these words should not be said at this time, and it will only increase the pressure in Lin Zichu's heart.

But she was too flustered, when she saw Lin Zichu, she felt a sense of security in her heart, and couldn't help but start to confide.

Lin Zichu sighed.

Ming is Mingfei sisters, when Qianqing lost her memory, she helped Qianqing repair the Gang Mao worn by Lin Zichu many times.

The two of them have a very good relationship with Qian Qing, Lin Zichu couldn't bear to see her so sad.

So Lin Zichu patted the nun on the shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice:

"It's too early to jump to conclusions."

Lin Zichu's eyes are extremely serious, with an astonishing brightness, people can't help but want to trust him when they see it.

Ming couldn't help being stunned for a while, and when he nodded, his mood had already calmed down:

"Yes, brother."

Lin Zichu patted Mingshi's shoulder again, and then he walked quickly onto the stage without stopping.

Although he opened his mouth to comfort Ming Shi, in fact, his heart sank.

Lin Zichu never thought that Lou Fengsui was not only unscathed after passing by Pu Qingluo, Mu Menqi, and Ming Shi, but even his spiritual power was not wasted.

Lou Feng is a disciple of Xianjun Beilin with him, his strength is recognized and should not be underestimated.

Lin Zichu did the math for now, his own strength is probably not much different from Lou Fengsui.

even……

Lou Fengsui will be stronger than Lin Zichu.

There is no way, although Lin Zichu has a legendary physique, but he is too young, much younger than Lou Fengsui.

Even if Qianqing is on the stage, I am afraid that she is not completely sure that she can win against Lou Fengsui.

"..."

Lin Zichu sighed in his heart.

Even if he risked his life, maybe he could only narrowly beat Lou Fengsui.

But there are still four monks left for Qianqing.

No, Qianqing must never be made to work so hard.

Thinking of this, Lin Zichu's eyes showed that extremely firm and unshakable expression again.

On the stage, stood two monks in the same white robes.

There was a monk standing tall, with cold eyebrows and elegant temperament.

When you get closer, you can find that there are two extremely thin silver needles inserted into the temple of the monk.

The other monk was sitting on a wheelchair, with a handsome appearance, and his whole body was as gentle as spring water.

The same white robe, wearing it on these two people, has two completely different feelings.

"It's a great blessing to meet fellow Taoist Zichu today."

Compared with Lou Fengsui's calm and elegant, Lin Zichu's brows were furrowed.

He cupped his hands to salute Lou Feng, and said: "I have admired my senior brother for a long time. I have heard that Feng Sui is good at playing chess, and there is no monk in the Kongzhou Island who is my brother's opponent."

Hearing this, Lou Fengsui was startled for a moment, then laughed and said: "It's absolutely nothing. Although I like playing chess, I'm just a rough master."

"Senior brother Feng Sui and I first met, so we wielded knives and guns. It's really rude." Lin Zichu said indifferently: "I'm not good at playing, but I'm very interested in the way of chess. I don't know if I can invite senior brother Feng Sui to play with me." A game of chess, one or two moves?"

As soon as the words came out, not only Lou Fengsui, but all the monks present were dumbfounded.

No one knows that Lou Fengsui's chess skills are so strong that he has already surpassed the previous generation of chess masters in Xiangkongzhou, and he has really reached the point where he cannot be overwhelmed by the heights.

Lou Feng Sui said that he "proficiently mastered" chess skills, that is true humility.Throughout Wandering Kongzhou, there has been no monk who can beat him so far.

Even among the four continents, there are probably no five fingers who can win Lou Feng Sui.

Lou Fengsui couldn't help asking: "Fellow Daoist Zichu, what do you mean, you want to play chess with me to decide the outcome?"

Lin Zichu nodded.

Seeing Lin Zichu's affirmative answer, the audience was in an uproar.

"What? Play chess with Lou Feng to decide the outcome? Hahaha, what a joke."

"This lunatic! He's bringing shame on himself!"

"Does he think he can win?"

"This is to admit defeat directly."

"Lin Zichu! If you are a hero, don't back down on the spot, you are just as bloody as a man in Wuzhou!"

Lin Zichu heard the noise and commotion clearly.

But his expression was calm, and he didn't intend to refute at all.

Lou Feng couldn't help hesitating.

There are different ways of cultivating monks, including the "Avenue of War" and "Ice and Snow Road" that are suitable for competitions, and naturally there are also the "Way of Chess" and "Tea Road" that are peaceful.

Most of the competition content in the previous martial arts festivals was real armed confrontation, but it was not without competition situations such as playing chess and painting.

But before Lou Fengsui came to Zhengwu Island, he never thought that someone would propose to compete with him in chess.

If Lin Zichu didn't want to admit defeat in a tactful way, then Lou Feng couldn't think of what his purpose was.

"Fellow Daoist Zichu," Lou Feng said after a pause, "Are you really going to play chess with me to determine the outcome?"

Lin Zichu gave an "um" and nodded emphatically.

Lou Feng Sui sighed and said, "Alright then, I'll play the next game with you."

"Hold on."

"Ok?"

"I know that Lou Feng and his senior brother are very powerful in chess." Lin Zichu raised his right hand, approached his temple, and slowly pulled out the silver needle on that side.

He obviously didn't make any movements, but when Lin Zichu pulled out the soul-fixing needle on his forehead, the aura of the entire martial arts hall changed significantly.

On the wall, a cold air spread upwards, freezing into blocks.

"So this time, I don't want to play Go with my brother. How about we change to another game?"

Lou Feng looked at Lin Zichu with interest, and asked, "What type of chess?"

A Go player at Lou Feng Sui's level is naturally proficient in all kinds of chess.

Lin Zichu pondered for a while, as if he was thinking, but also seemed to be nostalgic.

Then he raised his head abruptly, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.

In front of Lin Zichu, a white light flashed, like a scorching sun, shining brightly.

When the light gradually dimmed, everyone saw that there was a simple chessboard with an aura of hard work, appearing in front of Lin Zichu and Lou Fengsui.

The chessboard is completely different from the ordinary Go board, it is divided into upper and lower sections, and each section is divided evenly by nine vertical lines and eight horizontal lines.

The chess players of both sides hold the black and white two-color chess pieces respectively, and eat the chess pieces of the opponent's color, and the one who captures more pieces is the winner.

Lin Zichu paused and said:

"This chess is called Xing Luo Chess."

"Xingluoqi?" Lou Fengsui murmured, "But I haven't heard of it."

"This is the original creation of a senior casual cultivator named Lin Caiyun in our continent. The rules of Xingluo Chess seem simple, but once you make a move, you will know that this chess is much more complicated and difficult to solve than ordinary Go."

"Oh?"

"If Senior Brother is willing to compete against me with Xing Luo Chess, then I will announce the rules of Xing Luo Chess."

For the first time since Lou Fengsui took the stage, he showed a frown.

Lou Fengsui lowered his head to think, but didn't answer right away.

Under the stage, Liaojizhou, under the sect of Dongling Xianzong.

Bo Xichencheng held his chin with his right hand, and tapped the fingers of his left hand unconsciously on his knee.

"Is this Lin Zichu stupid?"

Bo Xichencheng said contemptuously: "It's wishful thinking to defeat Lou Fengsui by relying on a chess style that you are familiar with but the opponent is unfamiliar with."

When Bo Xichencheng saw Lou Fengsui for the first time, he knew that he was an out-and-out chess idiot.

Among other things, he said that he had seen with his own eyes that Lou Fengsui disregarded his own life just to play chess.

There was a riot in the underground spiritual veins of Wandering Kongzhou, and the Xianzong Mountains where Lou Fengsui was located collapsed.All the monks scrambled and flocked outside, flying with their swords and fleeing here.

Only Lou Feng did not come out.

Fortunately, at that time, Bo Xichencheng came to wander in Kongzhou as a guest, thinking that Lou Fengsui had trouble with his legs and feet, so Bo Xichencheng rushed back.

When he came to Lou Fengsui's bedroom and saw the man's condition, Bo Xichen was furious.

I saw Lou Fengsui sitting in the ruins with a disheveled face, calm and composed, showing no signs of struggling to escape.

Bo Xichencheng stepped into the door angrily, and shouted:

"Lou Fengsui! What are you doing?"

"Hush." ​​Lou Fengsui put a finger on his lips, and said softly, "...this game of chess is not over yet."

Over the years, Lou Feng has been playing chess with others in Wandering Kongzhou.

The chess master who defeated the wandering sky is known as the "number one chess player".

When he gets older, he will automatically become a new generation of chess masters in Xiangkongzhou.

——How could such a person lose?

I have also encountered someone like Lin Zichu who came up with a new type of chess in an attempt to gain an advantage.

But time after time, Lou Feng Sui used his strength to tell everyone that all methods and methods were useless before Lou Feng Sui's powerful strength.

"Perhaps Feng Sui is not the strongest in terms of force. But in terms of chess, he is unparalleled in the world."

Bo Xichencheng's eyes were firm.

"No one has his talent, no one has his obsession, and no one loves playing chess more than him. Therefore, in this world, no one can win him."

It didn't take long.

The pale monk sitting in the wheelchair nodded with a solemn expression:

"Okay, I promise you. In this game, you and I will decide the outcome by playing chess."

"it is good."

Lin Zichu nodded, and took out a piece of consciousness from his brain.

Not long after, the hearts of all the monks present were moved, they all read the content about Xingluoqi.

"The rules of Star Luo Chess are really simple, but it is unexpected and an amazing creation."

"Looks interesting."

"The person who created this chess game must have a lot of research in the way of chess. I am afraid that he specializes in the way of chess, and it is not yet known."

Lou Feng Sui read silently.

He is proficient in chess, and he is the one who finished reading the fastest in the audience except Qian Qing.

"I see."

Lou Fengsui nodded and said, "I understand. Then, let's get started."

Seeing that Lou Fengsui reacted so quickly, Lin Zichu also frowned.

He said: "Brother, it's the first time for me to play Xing Luo Chess. According to the teacher's training, I should have let you play a few pieces. But this time, the situation of the match is not good for us, so I won't let me give up for now. Let Feng follow the senior brother to hold the black, and make a brief statement. What do you think?"

Lou Feng was slightly taken aback.

But Bo Xichencheng was already yelling in the audience: "Lin Zichu, how dare you be so arrogant?!"