Be an emperor from drawing cards

Chapter 106 Lin Chong: Bald donkey, come up quickly and die!
On the other side, feeling the fighting spirit coming from Lin Chong, Kong Mu's eyes narrowed, and the blazing martial arts flames condensed into a ferocious Yaksha shadow behind him.

Yaksha stick technique!

The eyebrow-level stick shook endlessly, turning into a continuous stick motion, and countless stick shadows moved towards Lin Chong, overwhelmingly covering the sky and the earth.

"Good stick!"

Lin Chong looked at the shadows of sticks everywhere and gave a low praise. The head of the coiled dragon stick in his hand was pointed up to the sky and the tail of the stick pointed to the ground, like a green dragon lying down, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Infinite sticks from ten directions!
The Coiling Dragon Stick surged, and in an instant it shot out thousands of stick shadows, hitting the empty wood without dodging or dodging.

"Bang bang bang!"

The clashing sound of sticks and sticks was as continuous as muffled thunder, and they collided with each other thousands of times in the blink of an eye.

The two figures suddenly came together and then separated, but their positions were completely changed.

"Amitabha."

Glancing at the almost completely damaged bandage on his arm from the corner of his eye, Kong Mu softly chanted the Buddha's name, placed the eyebrow-level stick in the crook of his arm, and clasped his hands together.

"Donor Lin's skill with the stick is so handsome. The young monk is no match for Donor."

After that, he saluted Zhao Yu, turned around and got off the ring.

"This monk is quite good." Looking at this scene, Zhao Yu shook his head and smiled.

At the same time, on the martial arts field, Lin Chongwu, who had won a match, was unwilling to leave. He threw the dragon stick in his hand back to the weapon rack, took out a long iron spear and put it in his hand, pointing the tip of the spear at the place where everyone in Qi State was. Location, Hate said:
"The bald donkey of the Mahabodhi Temple, come up quickly and die!"

The sound is like thunder, which makes people's faces change.

"It's so brave for thieves to join the army!"

Zhao Wenbin cursed secretly and looked at Lin Chong with an increasingly evil look.

Although the monks of the Mahabodhi Temple often recited Buddhist scriptures, they could not help but feel angry at this time.

"Amitabha, the donor has deep obsessions and has become a demonic obstacle. Let me personally send the donor to the bliss of the West."

Accompanied by the Buddha's name, Zen Master Zhiding took the Zen staff and stepped onto the ring again. He looked at Lin Chong with a sinister smile on his lips.

"Donor Lin, let this poor monk give you salvation today."

Looking at Zhiding's round face, the past could not help but resurface in Lin Chong's heart.

Over the past few years, every time in the dead of night, I couldn't help but think of that scene.

If it weren't for these bald donkeys from the Mahabodhi Temple, how could his wife commit suicide? How could he have a gold seal carved on his face and be banished from the capital?

Wasn't the reason why Lin Chong's family was ruined because of these bald donkeys who appeared to be benevolent and moral, but were actually full of male thieves and female prostitutes?

"Bald donkey, accept your life!"

With a roar filled with endless anger, Lin Chong held the gun with both hands, poured all his strength into the tip of the gun, and stabbed towards Zhiding!

If Zhao Yu opens the system panel at this time, he will find that Lin Chong's characteristic [Intolerable] is shining brightly, which also means that Lin Chong's strength has risen to 95 points at this time!
Under extreme anger, Lin Chong's true martial arts flames burned fiercely, and finally condensed into a lifelike alien beast behind him!

Bi An!

"Nine grades!"

"Ninth Grade Grandmaster Realm!"

"how can that be?"

Seeing this scene, both the kings and ministers of Chu and the envoys of the Three Kingdoms stood up subconsciously, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.However, one side is happy and the other side is worried!

Among the crowd, Zen Master Zhiyuan’s expression changed and he said urgently:
"Your Majesty, I am on behalf of my junior brother..."

Before he finished speaking, a thunderous roar was heard, and the shadow of the golden bell disappeared on the martial arts field, revealing Zhiding's figure.

Zhiding slowly lowered his head and looked at the blood hole as big as a bowl of blood on his chest. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't have the energy to speak. He swayed twice and fell to the ground.

After glancing at Zhiding's body, Lin Chong stood up with a gun, cupped his hands in the direction of Zhao Yu and said:
"Your Majesty, Lin Chong is lucky to have lived up to his command!"

Over here, Zen Master Zhiyuan opened his mouth, and the words that finally reached his lips turned into a long sigh.

What else could he say now?
The thieves and the army ruined my big things!
Zhao Wenbin looked at Lin Chong's figure with secret hatred in his heart, but on the border of the Chu Kingdom, he had nothing to do with Lin Chong for the moment.

"good very good!"

Chu State has won three games in a row and has regained its disadvantage. As long as they win one more game, even if they lose the last two games, Chu State will still win the match.

"Three of you, I wonder which master you are going to send in the next round?"

Hearing Zhao Yu's words and seeing the smile on the Chu emperor's lips, the envoys of the Three Kingdoms were speechless for a moment.

Under the current situation, their side cannot lose any of the remaining three games.

Because as long as you lose one game, you will lose everything.

At the beginning, everyone was full of confidence. They thought that if the three kingdoms joined forces, they would not be able to control the state of Chu?
Unexpectedly, it was his side who was finally forced into a dilemma.

However, judging from the performance of Wu Song and Lin Chong just now, no one in the Three Kingdoms can be absolutely sure of winning the next game.

If they fail to win this round, it will not be the Chu country they imagined that will be embarrassed in the end, but their own side.

When the envoys return to the country and the king knows what happened in Chu, their envoys will not have an easy life!
For a moment, Pan Yonghua, Zhao Wenbin and Dolma Wangjie looked at each other, but no one wanted to be the first to speak.

Seeing the dilemma of the envoys of the Three Kingdoms being unable to advance or retreat, Zhao Yu smiled secretly in his heart and said:

"If the three envoys are having trouble making a decision, then I, the host, will help you make up your mind. Where is He Ba Po!"

Among the crowd, He Basheng, who was closing his eyes to rest, heard His Majesty calling his name, and his eyes suddenly opened.

"Pohu, if you dare to lose the face of Beijing camp, the governor and the chief editor will not spare you!"

Huang Zhong's voice came to He Basheng's ears.

Sha Yuanyi died in battle just now, which made Zhang Youwei and the imperial army lose face in front of His Majesty. Their Beijing camp must not make the same mistakes as their colleagues!
"Don't worry, Commander."

He Basheng turned his head and nodded in the direction of Huang Zhong, then jumped up onto the martial arts stage, raised his hands towards Zhao Yu and said:
"Your Majesty, Heba Pohu is here!"

"Okay, General He Ba, go and weigh the quality of these masters from the Three Kingdoms for me."

Zhao Yu spoke calmly.

He wanted to hide the existence of ninth-grade masters such as Huang Zhong and Wei Yan, but there was no need for eighth-grade experts like He Bayue who had already half-stepped into the ninth-grade master realm.

Instead, he wanted to use these people to give the envoys of the Three Kingdoms a warning!
Chu State cannot be bullied!

He Basheng opened his right hand and spat it out with great force. A long silk-wrapped spear flew out from the weapon rack and fell into He Basheng's palm.

He Basheng held a long spear in his hand, his courage surged in his chest, he looked in the direction of the envoys of the Three Kingdoms, and his voice was like a loud bell.

"He Bapohu, the cavalry general of the Beijing camp, is here. I wonder which master is willing to come on stage and give me some advice?"

(End of this chapter)