"Good chess!" Gong Ziyu praised: "This chess can turn defeat into victory."

"If it were a normal chess game, we would definitely win."

Murong Fu also agreed with Gong Ziyu's words, but said:

"You are right. If it were a normal chess game, Zhang Wuji would have won."

"It's a pity that this game is not an ordinary chess game. Zhang Wuji can't win."

Gong Ziyu was startled, not quite believing Murong Fu's words.

However, Su Xinghe's next actions proved Murong Fu's correctness.

Raising his hand, a sunspot dropped.

"Seven to nine, block!"

Zhang Wuji felt a sense of depression in his heart, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and suddenly it started pouring rain.

The electric light illuminates the dark night.

A majestic figure appeared in front of him, and when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Murong Fu!"

Murong Fu's face was cold and he didn't reply. He came up and hit Zhang Wuji with a killing blow.

"I got some advice from Grand Master, and my skills have greatly improved. If you want to beat me, it's a dream!"

Zhang Wuji's face was extremely ugly, but he was not afraid. He shouted loudly and struck back.

Both of them are the proud sons of heaven.

The methods of fighting can be considered equally divided.

However, the more Zhang Wuji fought, the more frightened he became.

No matter how he attacks, Murong Fu in front of him can skillfully resolve it.

It made him exhausted.

What made him even more angry was that Murong Fu seemed to deliberately provoke him.

He only resisted when he took action, and did not counterattack even a single move. He said angrily:

"Ah~ I'm so angry. What an arrogant Murong Fu makes you look down on me."

After he finished speaking, three Holy Fire Tokens flew out from around him and hit Murong Fu.

Murong Fu actually used his whole body to release: "[The stars are moving in the sky.]"

The direction of the operation of [Holy Fire Order] was abruptly changed.

They all bounced back and hit themselves.

"No! No! No!"

"I don't want to fail, I don't want to fail."

"Pfft~"

On the chessboard, Zhang Wuji spit out a mouthful of old blood.

His breath suddenly weakened by three points, and he raised his head and looked to the left and right in confusion:

"This is…"

"Haha." Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Congratulations to Master Zhang for having the thirty-sixth son, please."

"I..." Zhang Wuji's face was extremely ugly. What he just said clearly was to win this chess game.

Now, instead of winning, I am in a state of embarrassment.

"Haha, Master Zhang is born to be extraordinary, so why should he stick to it for a day and a night?"

"Besides, for the sake of some unnecessary face, I missed an opportunity to advance."

"Isn't it a pity?" Su Xinghe said with a smile.

Zhang Wuji frowned, sensing that Su Xinghe was deliberately trying to impress him.

He looked around and saw Murong Fu not far away.

He was determined and agreed: "Thank you, senior."

"Please!" Su Xinghe waved his hand and asked his apprentice to take Zhang Wuji away.

"Haha, this old man is interesting." Gong Ziyu saw that Su Xinghe was deliberately letting off steam and couldn't help but joke.

Murong Fu felt more and more that Su Xinghe was weird, judging from the current situation.

The people he agreed with, except Ding Chunqiu, were all handsome men of the time.

No matter how powerful you are, you can let it pass.

Could there be something hidden in this?

But the original…

Screw the original work, this world has nothing to do with the original work.

If I keep talking about the original work, I'm afraid I'll be plotted to death long ago.

"What? Brother Murong, do you think something is wrong?" Gong Ziyu saw Murong Fu's doubts and asked with a smile.

"Don't you think you and I both want to go in and take a look?" Murong Fu replied calmly.

"You are right, then I will take the first step." Gong Ziyu laughed and walked towards Su Xinghe.

"This is this?" Su Xinghe asked with some confusion as he didn't know Gong Ziyu and saw that he was wearing a mask.

"I'm here, Gong Ziyu!" Gong Ziyu replied.

"Oh? So it's you!" Su Xinghe's old eyes flashed, thinking that Gong Ziyu also met his requirements.

"Oh? Does the old gentleman know me?" Gong Ziyu asked.

"Do you know me or not? I just heard that you are a disciple of Master Shen." Su Xinghe replied.

Gong Ziyu felt a little surprised in his heart, knowing that he was related to Shen Lang.

In today's world, there are no more than five fingers.

The old man in front of me said so definitely.

Thinking about the source of the information, it must be extremely accurate.

"Haha, awesome, awesome. With just one sentence, the old gentleman revealed your background."

Su Xinghe smiled and said: "I wonder if you want to choose the eighteenth son or the thirty-sixth son?"

"It's okay for me to be an eighteenth son. I don't have the heart to seek abuse." Gong Ziyu replied calmly.

"Okay, okay, okay, you are indeed a genius. He knows how to advance and retreat! He knows everything." Su Xinghe nodded and smiled.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Gong Ziyu picked up Bai Zi and lowered it quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the eighteen sons were finished and left gracefully.

The rest of the people also went up in turn.

Not long after, Murong Fu had a similar view and said:

"Wait for me here. If you notice something is wrong, leave first."

"I will find you naturally."

Xiao Longnu and Li Mochou said worriedly:

"Then you should be careful."

"Don't worry. If I want to leave, no one in this world can stop me." Murong Fu smiled confidently and strode towards Su Xinghe.

"Haha, it turns out to be the famous Prince Murong! I didn't expect you to come too." Su Xinghe said politely.

"I was passing through your land and heard that this [Zhenlong Chess Game] is very mysterious, so naturally I wanted to take a look." Murong Fu said with a smile.

"Who are you?" Su Xinghe asked with a smile.

"I want to see if I can break this chess game." Murong Fu said calmly.

"Okay, okay, okay, I know that Prince Murong is no better than others."

"How can I put it this way? He is also the number one among the younger generation, and he was chosen to be extraordinary." Su Xinghe said.

Murong Fu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he wanted to see and break some chess games.

What will be the consequences? Raise a white stone and drop it.

"when!"

A crisp sound sounded in the valley.
To be continued...