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Chapter 344 Asura's Entry into the WTO
"This trick is really a fairy hand..."

"That's right, the Little Chess Master of Beiliang, he really lives up to his reputation..."

……

Not long after Ye Jingtang left, the chess game in Longyin Tower was still going on. Two stunning beauties with their own merits were sitting opposite each other in front of the chess table. Numerous literati and scholars around were discussing softly and admiring one after another.

As for the window of a private room on the second floor, the hanging bead curtain was squeezed open, and a fluffy white head poked out. People were fighting in full swing, so they didn't pay attention.

In the private room, the empress dowager was dressed as a noble lady, and she was sitting beside the chess table, with a chess game in front of her, and she was seriously thinking about the chess moves of both sides. Hongyu sat in front of her, discussing with the empress dowager.

But the empress dowager's chess strength obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the two national players, Hongyu was even more of a stinky chess basket, and there was really no result, so the empress dowager looked to the opposite side:
"Shui'er, who do you think has the greater advantage?"

On the opposite side of the chess table, real Xuanji was leaning against the window, holding a gourd of wine in his hand, his cheeks turned red after another drink, and he licked his red lips from time to time, thinking of something.

Hearing the question, Master Xuanji came back to his senses, glanced down, first looked at the apprentice's grandma, then at Miss Hua who was similar to her, and said:

"Naturally, Li Ren has such an obvious advantage, can't you see it?"

The empress dowager stared at the chessboard, she really didn't see where Liren had an advantage, but Shui'er is the emperor's teacher, and she is very good at chess, she couldn't refute, so she nodded thoughtfully:

"I think so too..."

……

The two of them chatted nonsense like this for a while, when Niao Niao at the window suddenly looked up, and then flew out.

wow~
Master Xuanji was a little puzzled, opened the bead curtain to look around, but saw the bird flying into the top orchid and bamboo pavilion, and then emerged from it after a while, landing on the window sill, with its wings pointing to the rear of the Longyin Tower:
"jijiji..."

Having been with Niao Niao for so long, Master Xuanji can understand the general meaning of Niao Niao through body language - let her go to the back street to have a look.

?

Master Xuanji knew that Yuhu had practiced the Mingshen map. Although it was an incomplete version of her own derivation, her six senses perception was still far superior to ordinary people. She knew that she had discovered something strange, so she immediately picked up the Acacia sword from her side, and hung the wine gourd back on her waist:

"I'm going out for a walk."

"Oh."

"Fatty, let's go."

"grumble?!"

……
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Call ~
The cold wind whipped up the wine banners outside the stables, and some poor scholars who had no money to go to Long Yin sat around a table in a small restaurant in the back street, with a chess board in front of them, and from time to time someone ran out from the back alley and came to report :

"Prince Jing's fall is 72, Miss Hua is [-]..."

da da~
The scholar Lang around the chessboard quickly put up black and white, and then started a heated discussion. Although the speed of obtaining the game situation was half a beat slower than that in the building, but fortunately, there was no need to pay a penny, and the people in the wine shop were happy. in.

Because it was too slow, there were many people discussing the couplets in the Goulan restaurant. Although the talents of King Jing and Yanjing's talented women were amazed by the people present, most of them still focused on the finale of Ye Jingtang:
"Mei Xue contends for the spring and refuses to fall... This poem is definitely written by everyone. I have been in poverty for ten years, but I have never heard of it. From which book did Ye Guogong read it..."

"Ye Guogong is said to be the prince of the Northwest Royal Court. A hundred years ago, the Northwest Royal Court was a prosperous dynasty that stood side by side with the North and the South. Now that the country is destroyed, there are some masterpieces that have not been handed down to the world. It is not uncommon..."

"By the way, if Ye Guogong enters the palace as the queen and gives birth to a prince to inherit the great rule, will the various tribes of the West Sea become the legitimate ancestral foundation of my Great Wei?"

"Hey, it's true...but don't dare to talk nonsense..."

……

And in the distance, outside a small brothel in the back street.

Hua Ling, dressed in a green robe, walked out of the gate slowly, put on a bamboo hat, glanced in the direction of the west city, and then looked at the Longyin Tower not far away.

Today, Shen Lin sent someone to remind him two or three times, but Hua Ling didn't respond, and just thought about advancing and retreating in the brothel.

The old man in the early morning was right. Ye Jingtang was a person favored by the heavens, with good luck, Duan Shengji, Sima Yue, etc. were all lessons learned from the past. It would be considered a heinous act for him to kill such a person.

But after thinking for a long time, Hua Ling still put these words behind her.

After all, he is a martial artist.

Hua Ling was only 33 years old, without the guidance of a famous teacher, without the Heavenly Crying Dragon Ball, and without asking the high-ranking uncle in Yanjing City. No.1 position under the holy!
Today, he took a step back and chose to be wise and protect himself, and the anger in his heart dissipated.

Ye Jingtang is strong, in just over half a year, he has been beaten to such a degree that no one in the northern and southern dynasties is afraid. If he does something, he might not be able to get out of Yun'an alive.

But so what?
Can't beat it now, even more so in ten years' time.

Wu Wuer, if ten years later, he is not the one who climbs Yangshan Mountain to challenge Fengguan City and takes back the golden signboard of 'No. [-] in the world', then what's the point of living like a walking dead?
Hua Ling is a prodigal son, without father, mother, relatives, or friends, life is not worth mentioning to him, he just wants to live like a flower, and then die at the most splendid moment of his life.

Just like an eagle rushing straight into the Nine Heavens Thunder Pool, even if it is about to be smashed into pieces and turned into feathers all over the sky, he still has to see with his own eyes how high the sky is and how thick the ground is!
For this reason, Hua Ling still came, but he did not go to Xicheng Port.

Hua Ling knew that Shen Lin and the others were capable, and they were not worthy of fighting Ye Jingtang, let alone being with Hua Ling. Even if he came to him, he would watch those people die before coming forward, so as not to get in the way.

Originally, Hua Ling was planning to wait for the fight outside the city before rushing over.

But I never wanted to hear from the window that Ye Jingtang went to the Longyin Tower not far away and recited a plum blossom poem.

Poetry is good poetry, but it is only applicable to literati, and it doesn't make sense to put it among warriors. After all, Wuwu has no second, and no matter how different they are, they have to be judged.

Hua Ling walked through the snowy back street and came to the back of Longyin Tower, but she didn't go in directly. She just folded her arms and leaned against the wall outside the wine shop, listening to the subtle noises in Longyin Tower. Find the location of the Nightmare, or be found by the Nightmare.

In the end, there was no trace of Ye Jingtang, but a figure came out from the side alley.

The figure is a woman, white jade like snow, wearing a veiled hat, holding a sword of joy in her left hand, after glancing at the back street, she put her eyes on him.

Hua Ling didn't dodge, but just said casually:
"I don't want to kill women, please trouble Xia Lu to ask the Lord to come over."

Although Master Xuanji had never seen Hualing before, she knew who this person was when she saw the Jiang Huhan leaning outside the wine shop. She raised her hand to signal to the Tianjie on the west side:
"It's spacious outside, go there to fight, and let you go to the ground afterwards."

Ordinary Jianghu warriors really hope to leave a whole body buried in the ground after death. If the government does not behead their heads and hang them, it is considered a lenient punishment.

Although Hualing didn't care about these things, being able to fight in Tianjie was indeed easier than Goulan Alley. He went straight to the exit of the backstreet:

"It's better to go to the Taihua Palace to fight. If the Empress can save face, I can give you three moves."

Master Xuanji kept his distance, walked leisurely in the back street, and said:

"Feng Guancheng has a request, the Holy Majesty may agree, but you may have to practice for another 30 years."

"I only need ten years to live without a night of horror, so I'm here. He doesn't show his face and let a woman stand in front of him, which is really frustrating."

"He is also a prodigal son, and he is crazy about beauty. If you can force him out, it is your skill."

……

After a few chats, the two had already walked to Tianjie, and they were thirty feet away from each other.

Tianjie is located on the central axis of Yun'an City. It is 150 meters wide and eight miles long. When there are no court meetings and major festivals, the street is not closed, and the people can walk freely. At a glance, the vast Tianjie is full of tourists and cars enjoying the snow. horse.

Hualing walked to the middle of the street, flicked her wrist, slid out the iron fan, and spread it by her side.

Snapped--

There was a sudden explosion between the wind and snow, and the wind and snow above Tianjie seemed to freeze.

Countless pedestrians walking on the street all stopped and turned their heads, while the imperial guards patrolling the street also rang their gongs when they noticed something was wrong, and rushed towards this side together.

"Clang clang-"

When the people heard the warning, they began to run quickly to the streets on both sides to avoid it, but in an instant, the crowded Tianjie separated from the left and right, leaving only two silhouettes facing each other in the distance and the city full of snow.

Master Xuanji knew that in the face of Wukui-level thieves, it was meaningless for a small team of forbidden troops, and the big team couldn't catch up. All he could do was defend the city, so Qinglang said at the moment:

"Go back."

The Imperial Guards running past saw the white dress on Tianjie, and recognized that it was the imperial teacher of the current dynasty, and they didn't run over to seek death, they all rushed outside the Chengtian Gate, and quickly lined up to put on a heavy shield crossbow.

People in the surrounding blocks also noticed something strange. People ran out of the famous buildings, and even the Longyin Building in the distance opened the windows facing the street.

Hua Ling was holding an iron fan, and the bamboo hat was slightly lowered, only the bearded chin could be seen. After the idlers had retreated, she opened her mouth and said:

"I, Hua Ling, have spent half my life. If I could die at the hands of a woman in Longcheng Tianjie, I would have no regrets in this life. But unfortunately, Lu Xia doesn't have this ability. If I do something, there is no room for regret."

Master Xuanji knew that Hua Ling was very strong.It is very difficult for a knight-errant with no background or sect to survive. Even if he is a grand master, his foundation, financial resources, and even martial arts inheritance cannot compare with the regular army sent by the wealthy.

But being able to score Wukui, the situation is completely different.

Martial arts practice is very dependent on one's basic understanding, not to mention the cost of weapons, laying the groundwork, finding a good doctor, etc., a bottle of good wound medicine is tens or hundreds of taels of silver, which is simply unaffordable for ordinary people in the world.

And those who can enter Wukui as a ranger usually have two characteristics-the root is flawless, at least before becoming Wukui, there is no natural bottleneck; After all, Ranger can't invite Master and Master to intercede.

The former is a talent, if you join the famous decent family, you will only go higher.

And the latter is ability, because the world is unpredictable, these people must follow the path of miscellaneous, from communication skills to the art they have learned, they have no shortcomings, so that they can deal with any sudden changes.

Talented and omniscient, he is a half-step martial artist in Wukui. Therefore, once a knight-errant enters Wukui, he usually ranks among the top three.

In the past, Long Zhengqing was No. 1 of the Eight Leaders of the Great Wei Dynasty. Later, Feng Guancheng personally commented that the Pingtian leader Shanxia was invincible, so he fell to the second place.

Master Xuanji didn't know who was stronger, Hua Ling or Long Zhengqing, but fighting her shouldn't put too much pressure on her.

After all, she is still on the way to dabble in a hundred schools of thought, and she has not yet returned to the basics. She is not afraid of Duan Shengji, a martial leader who forcibly protrudes his face, but she will not have any advantage when meeting her peers.

Master Xuanji did not underestimate the enemy, but his tone was still full of arrogance:

"The atmosphere is so hot here. If you want to die at the hands of a woman from beginning to end, this way will naturally follow your wish."

"Ha ha……"

On Tianjie, a hearty laughter sounded, and then there was a strong wind!
call--

Holding a two-foot iron fan in one hand, Hua Ling is like holding half a full moon in one hand. With a swipe of the wrist, the wind and snow in the sky will be driven, and the snow on the ground will also be rolled up, turning into white waves, pressing against the small figure in front, At the same time, it also covered Hualing's figure.

The flowers fly and the leaves fall, and the prodigal son arrives, fan the wind and touch the golden feathers!
Immortal Xuanji flew back and pulled back, and one could see a little golden light burst out of the whirling snowflakes in front of her eyes without making any sound, but came to her eyes at a frightening speed like calcium carbide sparks.

choke-

Hey~
Master Xuanji unsheathed the Acacia Sword in his hand, chopped the golden bean that hit the center of his eyebrows, and sparks burst out in the flying snow, but he didn't see the Jianghu guest in Tsing Yi who came after him.

?

Master Xuanji's eyes were slightly fixed, and he didn't raise his head. The whole person had already pressed down and slid towards the back of the street like a flying shuttle.

brush……

And at the same moment, Hua Ling, who was above, swept across the air with an iron fan, and the terrifying power had not yet come, and the veil had already been blown away.

boom -

The loess ground of Tianjie had a groove drawn out by the iron fan, which looked like a straight sword mark several feet long from the sky.

Xuanji's real face was frosty and snowy, and at the same time as he slid away on the ground, with the front finger of his right hand, the Acacia sword turned into a soft spear, dragging the white water sleeve and stabbing straight out.

Hua Ling's feet landed on the edge of the groove, and she turned sideways to face the real Xuanji, with the iron fan in her hand spinning to block.

Only a crisp sound of 'ding' was heard, and the sharp and unparalleled Hehuan sword passed through the gap of the iron fan, but before it pierced the neck, the iron fan was already closed.

chap!
Hua Ling clamped the Hehuan sword with an iron fan, pulled it to the side, and slapped it with a palm at the same time.

And Master Xuanji attacked with both hands at the same time. The moment the Hehuan sword pierced the iron fan, the water sleeve of his left hand rushed out like a white dragon spewing fog, and hit Hualing's palm.

bang——

Although it was just a soft water sleeve, it was like a soft whip in the hands of Daoist Xuanji. The whip hit Hua Ling's palm slightly, and two vast energy burst out from it, instantly breaking the stretched water sleeve on the right side, and also shattered Hua Ling's left sleeve robe.

tear-

Upon seeing this, Immortal Xuanji withdrew immediately, leaned back with both hands, driving the wind and snow with vigor, and then pulled out the two water sleeves at the same time.

Snapped--

The two water sleeves stretched straight in the air, like two heavy fists hitting Hua Ling's chest and abdomen.

Hualing unfolded the iron fan again, and supported the fan with her left hand to block. Amidst the muffled sound, the whole person moved sideways several feet.

Master Xuanji wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the moment the water sleeve was pulled back, Hualing saw the iron fan in Hua Ling's hand close, and then flung it sideways.

wow-

With a crisp sound, the eighteen fan bones turned into a chain of iron whips connected end to end, stretched out for more than three feet, like an iron snake jumping out of the hand, followed the water sleeve and blinked to the front of the body.

? !
Master Xuanji's pupils shrank slightly, and she turned sideways immediately, flicking her fingertips towards the sharp blade piercing her throat.

Hey~
The iron fan in Hualing's hand was stabbed with great power, and the tip was only slightly deflected when hit by the bullet, and it passed by the left shoulder of Zhenren Xuanji, leaving a bloodstain.

chap——

Hua Ling's right hand shook violently, and the iron fan that was thrown out was like a slender soft sword, bringing up a wave and slashing sideways.

Immediately, Master Xuanji flew back and slid again, trying to spin and pull.

But also at this time!
call out--

There was a shrill scream from outside the sky!

The turmoil on the Tianjie has already stirred up half of the city. The people of the Imperial Army and even the Dongfang Liren who were playing chess in the Dragon Yin Tower have hurriedly got up and flew to the roof.

Before the screeching sound arrived, tens of thousands of people around Tianjie saw a black line appearing in the snowstorm.

The black thread pierced through the boundless wind and snow, bringing out a vortex, and crossed Tianjie in an instant. When the sound came, it was already struck down like a black lightning.

boom -

A layer of the street between the two fights was cut off in an instant, and the flying dust forced the two fights away.

Hua Ling folded her fan back and looked through the dusty sky, only to see a jet-black long spear stuck in the pit in front of her.

The length of the gun was nine feet and three centimeters, and the whole body was pitch black. The tip of the gun had already sunk into the ground, and only half of the gun shaft was stuck in the center of the pit, buzzing.

buzzing~
Countless warriors watching around looked at the spear on the street in astonishment, not knowing where it came from.

Hua Ling raised her eyes and looked at Feng Xue who was pierced by the spear.

All the onlookers around Tianjie hadn't figured out where the spear came from, they suddenly found a black shadow falling in the air at an even more unimaginable speed, and smashed directly in front of the real Xuanji.
Boom!
The movement of the landing was too loud to disperse the surrounding wind, snow and dust, and instantly cleared an open space with a radius of several feet on the street.

When the black shadow fell into the ground and stopped suddenly, the onlookers could see clearly that the person following the spear was a person!

The figure was dressed in a black brocade robe, his legs slid open, his right hand rested on the ground, and his left hand held the handle of the knife behind his waist. The whole person looked like a crouching dragon and a crouching tiger.

Those sharp eyes stared at the green-robed quack in front of him, like staring at the cold-faced Yama of a lonely ghost.

At this moment, the windy and snowy Tianjie fell into dead silence, and a murderous aura surged into the sky!

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(End of this chapter)