The Human Emperor

Wang Huang gave her three disgraces, she will never forget. Especially for the last time, as the master sister of Longwei training camp, she had never suffered such a loss and had never been so humiliated.

Wang Chong defeated this precedent!

Neither is it shameful before the snow, nor is it easy for her to lose to Wang Chong because of her pride and dignity as Xu Jiayi's talented daughter.

In the past few months, Wang Chung said these words, each one deeply painful her. No one knows what efforts she has made these past few months.

During this time, she silently endured the humiliation of others. In the chess courtyard, but every time there's an examination, she's a bystander of the past.

Every step Wang puts down, every move, she watches carefully, the memory is clear, even after going back, even when sleeping, she meditates on bitterness, thinking about the changes in every step, every slight direction.

More than that, she Xu Qiqin came from the sight of arrogance. Even the princesses in the palace don't have much face to sell.

On the chess track, she came from confessing never to lose to Wang Chong.

But this time, to deal with Wang Chong. To shame before the snow, she even let go of her pride and self-esteem and went to see the chess books written by Wang Chong.

From the shallowest entrance to the highest chess score, she looks at it one by one. Even during the winter snow, she was studying these chess pavilion books written by Wang to chess students.

After a few months of courage, everything was finally paying off.

Her own talent, combined with Wang Zheng's own books and every step of Wang Zheng's chess game observed in the field, finally allowed her to completely penetrate Wang Zheng's chess road changes and thoughts and come up with ways to restrain him.

Now Wang Chong, in her eyes, there is no more mystery!

She wants Wang Chong to lose in front of the students who worship him most in the chess court.

“Wang Chong, it's your turn! ”

Xu Qiqin's eyes rose and his momentum was aggressive.

“Attaboy, miss! ”

In the crowd, the hidden maid looked at the scene, her eyes lit, her fists pinched, her eyes excited.

Only Wang Chung remained calm, smiled softly, white son fell, landed in an unexpected position on the chess board, not only blocked Xu Qiqin's offense, but also defensively attacked Xu Qiqin.

“Good chess! ”

When you see this scene, everyone's eyes shine. It is true that he is a son. Xu Qiqin wants to defeat him easily, it is not that easy.

“Hmm, I see when you'll get it! ”

Without waiting for the crowd to cheer and cheer, Xu Qiqin's shiny, slender fingers stretched out, clamping the fifth black child onto the board.

This step directly targeted the fourth son of Wang Shou Bureau, not only restrained Wang Chong's fallen son, but also turned Wang Chong's previous efforts to integrate the chess board into a nuisance, but also put Wang Chong into a negative passive situation again.

In the chess yard, once again, the raven became silent.

Xu Qiqin's brutal attack, like an invisible big hand, blocked everyone's throat. The atmosphere is suddenly a little cloudy.

Even the bigger ones reacted, and the Xu Qiqin was never the same as before. At least it's not as easy to bully as people think.

Wang Chong wants to beat her easily if this game is to end in a short time, it is not easy.

The sixth son, Xu Qiqin, went straight to Nakamiya.

Seventh son, Xu Qiqin's black son landed in the upper left corner of Wang Chong.

Eighth Son, Xu Qiqin fell directly in the center of Wang Chong's chess pieces.

……

Fighting is becoming more aggressive, falling faster and more targeted. Even if it is confusing, people who make chess roads can feel it. Xu Qiqin has studied Wang Chong and studied his chess roads.

Her chess road, while keeping Wang Chong so fierce and brutal, and extremely restrained Wang Chong's style of chess road.

In a nutshell, in anyone's opinion, her chess wind was born to restrain the king.

“A little trouble! ”

In the crowd, Wei An Fang and Eagle frowned. Others look at Xu Qiqin differently.

Wang Chung felt the same as before, but Xu Qiqin became stronger.

This is the first time since they met Wang Chung that they have seen someone and Wang Chung come and go like this on chess, and they are hiding in the upper wind.

“Buzz!”

There are still cuts on the chessboard. Xu Qiqin's attack is strong, but Wang's response is equally terrible.

The sixth son directly cut off Xu Qiqin's attack.

The seventh son broke Xu Qiqin's pawn union.

The eighth son entered Xu Qiqin's Nakamiya for a second time.

……

For the first time, people saw this level of fierce confrontation, whether Wang Chong or Xu Qiqin, they were both like two of the sharpest swords, cutting the knife to the deadliest place on the other side.

Two are almost entirely defensive and totally extremist.

“Psst!”

Unconsciously, everyone held their breath and was attracted by this fierce martial arts game. A chess track is a military technique, as it is on the battlefield, and without a strong opponent, it will be a one-sided overwhelming advantage.

That kind of battle is called siege, not battle.

But if a chess stitch opponent will encounter a good talent, it will present a completely different grand scene, such a war is no longer called war, but it will be elevated to an art, the art of war.

Wang Chong and Xu Qiqin are in front of everyone at this time, it is such an art.

That fierce scene of killing completely caught the attention of the crowd. Many people who had studied a bit of chess martial law after practicing in the spiritual pulse found between trances that chess could still be like this.

They play chess every day, but compared to Wang Chung, they play the same board, the same pieces, but both sides play as if they were not a chess game at all.

Everyone was attracted and conquered by the chess art displayed by Wang Chong and Xu Qiqin.

“Hualala! ”

Just when everyone was attracted to the game between Wang Chong and Xu Qiqin, the fierce Qiqing finally reached its first critical moment.

“Wang Chong, you lost! ”

With the sound of a loud cheer, an onion-like palm stretched out, picked up the three whites on the chessboard and swept the first wave of whites on the chessboard into the chessbox.

To this day, Xu Qiqin finally took the lead, the first to eat Wang Chong's son.

At this point, Xu Qiqin's chess track level has surpassed the entire chess court, Wang Chung and everyone below.

Until then, no one has done so.

“Whoever smiles at the end smiles the best. Xu Chong, don't you think it's too soon to start talking about winning and losing? ”

Wang Chung looked at the delightful violin and smiled slightly.

It has to be admitted that Xu Qiqin is by far the most powerful opponent Wang Chung has encountered on the chess path, in addition to the Great Tang Army god Su Zhengshen.

Her talent is so high, it's like Wang Chong is all I see right now. Even Yin Hou, I'm afraid in front of her, has a bad color.

Though I put a lot of chess scores in the pavilion, and the narratives of the martial arts, it's not my first day there either.

Xu Qiqin's ability to improve to this level through self-learning is amazing!

“Huh, if you can eat three pieces, you can eat thirty pieces, even more! You're gonna lose this game. You better figure out how to lose to me in front of everyone! I can't wait to hear what you have to say and admit it's not as good as me! ”

Xu Qiqin looked proud. Though still under the false identity of "Xu Chong”, she can't wait to see Wang beat herself.

“While I have to admit, you have made great strides. But that's how far away I am from winning. If that's all you got, I'm afraid you're gonna have a hard time beating me. Don't forget, if you lose, you have to promise me a deal! ”

Wang chuckled, his face fell apart and he had a kind of self-confidence.

“Still a dead duck with a hard mouth! ”

Xu Qiqin secretly hated himself and glanced at the board. Whatever he saw, Wang Chong was at a disadvantage. This is obviously already the case, and so many people are watching, Wang Zhong can still say such words, Xu Qiqin is also satisfied.

But the more Wang Zheng is like this, the more disgusted Xu Qiqin is, the more he wants to beat him. She has lost many times in the chess yard.

Strong self-esteem makes her want to be bright and upright in any case, defeat Wang Zheng completely and win again.

“Huh, don't worry. It's not easy if you want to lose, I'll make sure you get what you want! ”

Xu Qiqin was frozen and snapped a black child. Without saying anything, he immediately landed in Wang Chong's palace.

Thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two...

Wang Chong's situation is getting worse and worse on the board. Xu Qiqin's offense is also getting stronger and stronger. Black and white, like a black and white dragon crossed and staggered on a chessboard, killing and swallowing.

At first glance, I just felt the foot killer, the foot was dangerous.

Even the eagle, who didn't care, was attracted to the game by both of them.

Black and white falling to step 38, Wang Chung finally ate two pieces of Xu Qiqin, but Xu Qiqin won more.

But no matter how much he lost, Wang Zhang was always set, and there was no panic. Even the proud harp had to admire a few points.

The chess game went down to the 40th hand, snapping, a chess piece landed on the edge of Wang Chung's chessboard, seemingly unimportant side edge.

But this seemed to be an arbitrary step, with a huge amount of weight, making a huge difference in the chess game that had always been glued.

All the time, the divine color has been indulgent, calm Wang Chong, also after this step of Xu Qiqin, his body shook, suddenly changed his face.

Shuā

Almost subconsciously, Wang slammed his head up and looked at Xu Qiqin opposite him.

This step is by no means his way, Xu Qiqin, and it is by no means any trick he uses. It belongs to a new style of chess road.

Wang Chung looked at the chess game again.

On a big chessboard, a tiny black child lays between two white dragons. Though small, Blackie is like a mountain mountain, firmly separating the two dragons that Wang shoots left and right.

“Good chess! ”

Even if he was honored as a soldier saint in his previous life, Wang Chong could not admit that Xu Qiqin's step was excellent and completely amazing.

“Finally! ”

An electric light flashed through his mind. Wang looked at Xu Jiayi across the street. The light in his eyes was absolutely different from what he had just seen.