The Human Emperor

Wang Chong has never seen Su Zhengshen, but Wang Chong knows that this person must be Su Zhengshen!

Without the atmosphere of the heavens, without the majesty of the chestnuts, the old man in front of him looks like a common old man.

If he didn't know, if he hadn't known the details of this chess game in advance, Wang Chong would never have thought that this old man in black and holding a chess white in his hand would actually be Su Zhengshen, the military god named Datang!

--An undefeated legend of many people who have long passed away!

Beneath an old acacia tree in the western district of Beijing City, an ordinary golden chess game, but this great Tang army god picked a future heir for his garment at twilight years ago.

Wang Zhong only felt the orbital fever. When he thought of this living military god of Datang, he stood in front of himself, and his heart could not resist unprecedented excitement.

A man who saves people with his life at the last moment of his life, in order to live his faith, deserves absolute respect from anyone!

The same goes for Wang Chong.

Soon, however, Wang Zhong tried to calm himself down.

Although Su Zhengshen suddenly appeared here, it was unexpected. But this does not mean that he will succeed in obtaining his inheritance.

The inheritance difficulty of Gods and Demons Destruction is absolutely MAX level. In my last life, there was definitely more than one person who sat in front of this golden chessboard.

There are definitely not a few who can crack the game. But at the end of the day, none of them were selected.

Even the Emperor's will, Su Zhengshen dared not buy the account; even the prince with a noble identity and status, Su Zhengshen dared not hesitate to refuse, and the difficulty of inheriting the "demon and god extinction technique” could be seen.

The resounding of the "Gods and Demons Destruction Technique” is no coincidence, and there are a lot of inevitable factors in it. Su Zhengshen's personality accounted for a lot of factors.

No one knows what his exact selection criteria are. Moreover, even if it were included in the door wall and was soon expelled from it, there had been a complete precedent in the previous life.

Wang Chong is not afraid to careless!

To induce Su Zhengshen to appear is only the beginning, the next test is the most important!

Think of it here, step forward and walk towards the position under the acacia tree.

“Elderly! ”

In front of Su Zhengshen, Wang Chung respectfully gave a bow, then sat directly opposite him, across from the golden chess board, as if to come to an ordinary game of chess to meet an ordinary old man.

Su Zhengshen sneaked out of the Soviet palace, wearing a single attacking shirt, and the atmosphere of his whole body was subdued. He obviously didn't want anyone to discover his identity.

At this time, Wang Chong certainly won't say “seniors” or anything like that, or rules, fear or anything like that.

At this time, it would be better to be at liberty and with due respect.

Su Zhengshen did not speak. His thick eyebrows were tight. He stared at the black and white chess pieces hanged together on the golden chessboard, as if he had not noticed Wang Chong.

“Brother, you're amazing! Grandpa has been sitting here for half a day. Don't know where we're going? ”

At this moment, a naive voice came from beside him. The fat child, "Dai Jianjian", stood behind Su Zhengshen's right shoulder, licking a red, sweet silk candy hulk, while looking at Wang Chong with a respectful, enviable and admirable look.

He was young, but watched chess here every day, and saw a bit of a doorway out. This time I met my big brother, he looked very good.

Grandpa doesn't know what to do next!

“Ken! ”

Suddenly, a majestic voice came along, Su Zhengshen's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, but his body and movements did not change slightly. He still grabbed the white son and stared at the chessboard.

The little boy threw up his tongue and quickly shut his mouth and walked away alone.

Wang chuckled, looked away and fell on the golden board again. Just a glance, the pieces on the board were exactly the same as when he left yesterday.

That is, from yesterday until now, Su Zhengshen has not thought about where his white son should be left.

Su Zhengshen has not yet lost his son, and naturally it is not Wang Chong's turn.

Everything's still in yesterday's state!

“Squeak! ”

The acacia tree came up with a sound of cicadas, but no one spoke.

If Su Zhengshen doesn't speak, Wang Zhengshen won't be able to speak.

Under the acacia tree, silence.

“Young man, your chess road is a little evil! ”

After a long time, Su Zhengshen finally looked up and looked seriously at Wang Zhengshen across the street and opened his mouth.

This is Wang Chong's first chance to measure his appearance positively.

Su Zhengshen was skinny, but very dignified and had a decent feeling. It's just that his face is indifferent, he laughs, and it gives a very old-fashioned feeling.

Plus, he has thick eyebrows and a snowy white one.

Although Su Zhengshen closed the door for many years, he did not touch the court and the military for dozens of years, and the whole human temperament changed a lot, but between the loose and ordinary eyebrows, Wang Chong could still find the fame of that time, the great Tang army god of the powerful shock.

--One is the Great Tang Army God of the past, and one is the Great Marshal of the future world, this chess game is a way for the Great Tang Army God to select disciples, and also a comparison between the new and old marshals of the future!

Although a dozen dozen of them are not rivals of Marshal Su in martial arts, Wang Zheng is confident enough when it comes to military tactics.

Even if the opponent is a god of war like Su Zhengshen, Wang Zhong is just as sure to hang him!

“Old seniors, the place where soldiers die, the reason for survival, there is only victory and defeat, how can it be true and evil? ”

When Su Zhengshen mentioned the word "evil”, Wang Zhengshen was also rude.

Though Su Zhengshen was 18,000 miles behind in martial arts, Wang Zhong strategically experienced that chaotic demise. After thousands of wars and wars, he was extremely experienced in the field.

Even if the opponent is Su Zhengshen, even in the face of such a figure as the Great Tang Army God, Wang Zhong is no worse.

Su Zhengshen frowned slightly, obviously not expecting Wang Chung to say so. He said Wang Chong's chess road was evil, but Wang Chong led the game directly to the military road!

Soldier chess is connected, and chess is inherently born out of war.

Wang Chong is not wrong to say that.

With that heavily healed chess piece in his hand, Su Zhengshen stared at the chess game again and fell into silence again.

“Da!”

After a long time, it seemed that Su Zhengshen finally figured it out. Su Zhengshen's white son finally landed on the board with a dash.

After such a long time, Su Zhengshen finally came up with a countermeasure.

This sudden move attracted Wang Chong's attention. However, after a glance, Wang smiled in his heart. This son of Su Zhengshen really looks like a wonderful game.

The white boy fell, it looked like the ground had turned upside down, the dragon snake came up, reversed the chess game, and took a living road out of the sky.

But in Wang's eyes, he can only shake his head.

“I didn't expect it! ”

Wang chuckled and grabbed a black one from the chess box next to him. He snapped and simply fell on the palace in a chessboard. The black man fell and the weather on the board changed dramatically.

Su Zhengshen just appeared to have escaped from the dead. There was a magic trick to pull back the chess game. Immediately, it turned into magic and rot. A dragon died. Su Zhengshen's “army” has fallen like a mountain.

Under the acacia tree, in front of the chessboard, Su Zhengshen's eyebrows also suddenly wrinkled deeply and his face was extremely concentrated.

He set up an iron chess game in Ghost Acacia District, which was supposed to reduce the difficulty and reduce the talent, to select those with slight talent in military technique.

But it didn't occur to me that in the end, it turned into a full-scale war, and he actually lost.

This was never expected from Su Zhengshen at first.

Staring at the defeated chess game, Su Zhengshen couldn't move. His face was so heavy, no one knew what he was thinking.

“Whose child are you? ”

After a long time, Su Zhengshen finally looked up. There is such a chess game on Chaoyi, which is definitely not something ordinary people can teach.

“The elder asked, dare not resign. The late generation Wang Chong is the son of General Datang Wang Yan and the grandson of former Prime Minister Wang Jiu! ”

Wang Chung sat on his knees, confident and respectful.

“Turns out he's a descendant of Wang Blog. ”

Su Zhengshen's eyebrows moved, but his face didn't look too big.

“Nine Dukes” Wang Jiu-age, Datang Xianxiang, no one knows, no one knows. Speaking of, who doesn't give a thumbs up, say respect.

However, Su Zhengshen said, instead of calling his name directly, he called his words directly. Nor did his divine color have any respectful meaning. Instead, he had the nerve to speak of the later generations.

If someone else changes, Wang Zhong may feel that the other party is insulting, get up and go. However, Wang Zheng knew, but it was the whole of Datang, a handful of people who were truly qualified to stay high, and the attitude of their predecessors called grandfather.

Su Zhengshen is one of them.

As a great Tang military god, Su Zhengshen's famous era far surpassed his grandfather's. When he was like the sky, Grandpa was even an unknown nobody.

And even though Grandpa had just spent his seventieth birthday a while ago, it was tall. But when it comes to age, compared to the one in front of you, I'm afraid it's really far worse, kind of younger.

“By the way, this man is much older than Grandpa. How old, eighty, ninety should he be now?... maybe more! ”

Wang Zheng's heart fluctuated. Grandpa was not famous until he was in his twenties. At that time, Su Zhengshen was at least forty years old and even older.

To put it this way, Su Zhengshen has been around for at least 90 years. Wang Chong even suspected that he might be close to a hundred.

After all, this was Emperor Taizong's time!

Nevertheless, it cannot be seen face to face alone. Wang Chung raised his head and glanced at him quickly. Although his hair was gray, Su Zhengchen looked good. He looked healthy and not much older than Grandpa.