Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 282 You are so pretending, won't your feet hurt?

"Senior Su!" Ling Feng exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Su Xinghe's hand, pouring the Nine Suns internal energy into Su Xinghe.

Su Xinghe must not die.

Su Xinghe is the spokesperson of Wu Yazi of the Xiaoyao faction, the whole Zhenlong chess game is held by Wu Yazi remotely controlling Su Xinghe, if Su Xinghe dies, who can come and take him to see Wu Yazi?
Ling Feng immediately used [-]% of the internal energy of the nine suns to heal Su Xinghe!
Su Xinghe's originally sallow complexion instantly turned rosy.

All the martial arts practitioners present gasped involuntarily!
Ling Feng is so strong!
At first, they only thought that Ling Feng was just relying on his handsome appearance.

But now it seems that Ling Feng is really strong!
Murong Fu's face became even more gloomy.

Because he thought of the scene where Ling Feng healed Wang Yuyan just now.

Wang Yuyan stared at Ling Feng in astonishment, "Young Master Ling... so strong. What kind of internal strength does he use? Why have I never seen this kind of internal strength in the collection of books in the villa?"

The work of a cup of tea.

Su Xinghe's breathing finally returned to normal, and his face calmed down again.

It was really dangerous just now.

If Ling Feng was one step late, or if his internal energy was not good enough, then Su Xinghe would go mad at the least, or die at worst.

Su Xinghe took a big breath, his face was full of gratitude as if he was alive after a catastrophe, "Thank you... Mr. Ling, for saving my life!"

Ling Feng waved his hand, "You're welcome, Senior Su, it's just a game of chess, it's normal to win or lose, don't take it too seriously."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Who is Su Xinghe?

Hakoto Hachiyou's teacher!

The Eight Friends of Hangu are all geniuses in the world, playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, astrological creations, and medical buildings—they think they are second, and Su Xinghe is the first!

A person as talented as Su Xinghe has been taught a lesson by a junior like Ling Feng!

This this……

Su Xinghe hasn't lost his temper yet?
Su Xinghe laughed, "Young Master Ling is right! It's just a game of chess, I'm obsessed with it. Thank you, Young Master Ling for your reminder! Young Master Ling is really the No.1 Go player in the world!"

"Amitabha!" Master Huilun straightened his waist and said, "I have already said that Master Ling is in the [-]th stage, and he can fly and play chess, and he can also play chess with three opponents at the same time!"

The Jianghu people present were all speechless at this time.

They also witnessed the chess game just now.

Ling Feng only used three seemingly "random" moves to force Su Xinghe to vomit blood.

Most of them can't understand this chess skill.

But the final result, they are vivid.

I heard Su Xinghe continue: "Young Master Ling, you are an extraordinary talent, I, Su Xinghe, surrender."

Ling Feng cupped his hands and smiled: "Senior Su is very strong. I won...ahem, quite reluctantly."

These words are purely to save face for Su Xinghe.

Anyone can see that Ling Feng didn't force his win at all, he just played three random moves and Su Xinghe lost.

If this can be considered reluctant, there is nothing in this world that is not forced.

Su Xinghe naturally understood what Ling Feng meant, and immediately bowed to Ling Feng respectfully, "Mr. Ling is not only superb in chess, but also first-rate in chess! If there are ten chess competitions in the world, Young Master Ling should occupy eight competitions, and the old man Occupy only one dou, and the rest of the dou will be divided among the people in the world.”

What the hell!

What do you mean, old man Su!

You're so fucking vomiting blood, you're still so arrogant!

The surrounding martial arts practitioners were about to vomit blood.

Ling Feng smiled faintly, "No, no, Senior Su's words are wrong. If there are ten chess competitions in the world, I, Ling Feng, will only occupy two competitions. Senior Su, you will have six competitions exclusively, and everyone in the world will share one competition. "

"Hahaha!" Su Xinghe laughed heartily, "Young Master Ling is really humble! Nowadays, there are not many young people who are as humble, handsome and talented as Young Master Ling!"

The martial arts people around him were almost stunned.

This is completely Ling Feng and Su Xinghe exchanging business ideas!
"Wait!" A martial artist from the Funiu faction stood up, "Mr. Ling! What you said just now is wrong! Even if Mr. Su can monopolize six dou, you can monopolize two dou, and the rest of the world will share one dou. Wake up, it’s only nine buckets! Hehe, you don’t know how to count, do you?”

Ling Feng smiled lightly, "What are you in a hurry for? I haven't finished talking yet. The rest of the fight is exclusively for... Miss Wang Yuyan."

"Huh?" Wang Yuyan was in a daze, when she suddenly heard Ling Feng call her name, she panicked.

Swish!
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Wang Yuyan.

Murong Fu's originally soft eyes also instantly became full of jealousy.

Wang Yuyan quickly waved her hand, "Young Master Ling! I, I don't deserve it! I really don't deserve it!"

Ling Feng smiled lightly and said: "Miss Wang, if I say you are worthy, then you are worthy."

Wang Yuyan's delicate body trembled slightly, her face flushed like a peach blossom.

To be honest, being recognized by a handsome and talented person like Ling Feng is higher than any other reward.

Deep down in Wang Yuyan's heart, she was very, very happy.

However, in Murong Fu's eyes, this kind of happy micro-expression is like a needle on his back.

Su Xinghe also immediately echoed: "It's the old man who was negligent, and even forgot Miss Wang. It's Mr. Ling who is as careful as a hair! The old man said again, when it comes to chess skills, Mr. Ling has seven fights, and Mrs. Wang and I each have one." Dou, and the remaining dou will be divided among the people of the world.”

What the hell!

Is it over yet?
In just a short while, we martial arts people have been stepped on three feet by you pretenders.

You are so pretentious, won't your feet hurt?

"No, no, no!" Wang Yuyan shyly waved her hands eagerly and said, "Both of you are geniuses through the ages, what am I, Wang Yuyan? I think, if there are ten divisions in the world of chess, Mr. Ling will have five divisions, and Senior Su. Take four fights, I only take half fights."

shit.

Miss Wang, you are as beautiful as a flower, how can you pretend to be more ruthless than the two of them.

You take half the fight?

Then those of us martial arts people in the world can only share the remaining half of the fight?
Not as good as the division between Ling Feng and Su Xinghe!
The martial arts practitioners present were really about to vomit blood from anger.

The three of them pretended to be coercive happily, and they could only be a stepping stone for being coerced.

"I don't agree!"

A martial artist from the Qinghai faction jumped out, pointed at Ling Feng and shouted: "Ling Feng! What skills do you have to break this Zhenlong chess game? Didn't the Xiaoyao faction deliberately let go of the water?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the martial arts people present expressed their solidarity:

"That's right! It must have been watered!"

"Camera obscura! Black screen!"

"The brothers from the Qinghai faction are right! We all support you!"

For a moment, the entire Leigu Mountain was full of shouts and crusades.

The martial artist from the Qinghai faction got support, and immediately pinched his waist and raised his head, "Ling Feng, you are just an unknown junior. In terms of appearance, I think I am not much worse than you!"

Those martial arts people who supported him just now all shut their mouths tightly.

Brother, can I have some face?
You can question Ling Feng's chess skills, but you question his appearance?
Please.

Even Shi Shi at the scene knew that Ling Feng was the most handsome here!

none of them!

Su Xinghe smiled contemptuously, "Just because of your rotten appearance, you are worthy of talking to Mr. Ling? Since the establishment of the Xiaoyao faction, I have never cared about other people's winks and thoughts. Otherwise, how can we be worthy of the word "Xiaoyao"?" ? This Zhenlong chess game is the old man's loss. Which one of you is not convinced? You can copy down the game record of this Zhenlong chess game. If anyone wins with white chess, the old man is willing to pay a hundred calligraphy and paintings drawn by himself, and apologize in public !"

Whoa!
The entire Leigu Mountain shook!
One hundred pieces of calligraphy and painting written by Qing Dynasty!

That's worth tens of thousands of taels of gold!

The eyes of every martial arts practitioner had a golden light, and they took up pens, ink, paper and inkstones one after another to record the Zhenlong chess game on the cliff.

Abi asked Wang Yuyan nervously: "Girl, if you are Bai Zi, are you sure you can win that Ling?"

(End of this chapter)