Peerless Glory System

Chapter 193
"Master, please forgive me for being unfilial. I may not be able to fulfill your request."

With tears in Ling Feng's pupils, he murmured to himself in a choked voice.

Of course he understood the purpose of Pan Qingshan's words, but to protect him.

Ying Zongdao is terrible, he has always been very clear.But this is by no means a reason for him to back down.

People, do something and don't do it.

For Ling Feng, Pan Qingshan is both father and teacher.This kind of hatred cannot be dismissed with a smile.Even if he is not Ying Zongdao's opponent, even if he is just hitting a stone with an egg, Ling Feng will not just give up.

After pondering for a while, Ling Feng's eyes flashed two sword lights.His malaise, his depression, were all buried in these three days and three nights.

From this moment on, he is a brand new Ling Feng, a Ling Feng who has an extreme desire for strength.

Looking at the empty altar of fine wine under his feet, Ling Feng suddenly smiled.

In the past three days, he had become an alcoholic.This is something he didn't expect.

The so-called drinking to drown one's sorrow is just empty talk.Not only did the sorrow not disappear, but it became more intensified.If it wasn't for Pan Qingshan's picture crystal that inspired his fighting spirit, Ling Feng didn't know when he would be able to escape from that depression and regret.

His throat was dry, and he had the urge to drink again.

This time, he no longer relieved his worries with alcohol, but simply wanted to drink.

Because at this moment, he was surprised to find that drinking actually made his Qinglian Zhenyuan more active than before.

Ling Feng swiped his left hand towards the void ahead, and a cyan meniscus-shaped sword aura formed.

Ling Feng looked at it for a moment and confirmed his thoughts. The power of the sword energy was really stronger.

Only then did he recall that no matter whether it was Li Bai in Tang Dynasty or Li Bai in Glory of Kings, they were all swordsmen who were addicted to alcohol!
It is no longer surprising that wine can increase the power of Qinglian Sword Art!

"It seems that you have recovered. I thought you would always be depressed."

A voice that couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or comfort suddenly came from his quiet room.

Ling Feng's pupils contracted, and the killing intent flashed past.

"Come out!"

Ying Zongdao appeared in front of Ling Feng with a smile.

Of course Ling Feng wished he could kill his enemy immediately, but he also knew that this could only be imagined in his dreams.

Now is far from the time!
There will be this opportunity, I am still young, and I will catch up with this guy eventually!When the time comes, the debt will be paid in blood!
Ling Feng whispered in his heart.

Ling Feng stared at Ying Zongdao and noticed that his hands were soaked in blood.

Ying Zongdao didn't try to hide anything. He wiped his hands and said with a smile, "What? You really want to kill me to avenge the old man? You don't need to suppress your killing intent. Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"Do you know why?" Ying Zongdao asked calmly.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth: "You think I will never be your opponent, so you have no fear of me."

"Yeah, it's not right!"

Ying Zongdao said slowly: "How many people have I killed, even I can't remember. Among these people, there are many weak ants like you. And among these people, which one can make me fancy? So not to kill you, besides my absolute confidence, I also want to see if you can make me feel a little pressure."

"Maybe in the future, you will make me think about killing you."

"I hope you won't regret it then!"

Ling Feng said indifferently: "Why did you go and come back? Just to mock me? The guys from the Holy League are not so easy to fool."

Ying Zongdao shook his head slightly, and said softly: "I have settled some personal matters, so I will come and see you! I still have some time, how about we play a game?"

The next moment, without waiting for Ling Feng's answer, Ying Zongdao waved his right hand, and a halo of light shrouded Ling Feng.

In an instant, Ling Feng felt that he was pulled into an unknown space.There was no wave in his heart, no trace of fear.

Because of the disparity in strength, if Ying Zongdao wanted to kill him, there was no need for such trouble, it was just a matter of moving his fingers.

Ying Zongdao came out from the darkness, he said slowly: "This is the chess fighting space, how about we play chess?"

"Playing chess? Come to this dark place to play chess? What the hell is this?"

Ling Feng was quite puzzled, and was about to ask, when Ying Zongdao threw a picture crystal at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's true essence penetrated in, and the information inside flowed into Ling Feng's mind like flowing water.

The next moment, Ling Feng was struck by lightning.

This so-called chess game is completely different from his original idea.This is not playing chess, it is obviously playing the glory of the king!
That's right, Ling Feng was surprised to find that the rules contained in the picture crystal made Ling Feng feel like returning to the days of playing King of Glory.

In this game called Chess War Space, the two sides lead the army to fight.Whoever can capture the opponent's base area will win.

This is not much different from the crystal offensive and defensive battle in the glory of the king.

Of course, the rules of this war chess space are much more complicated than those in Glory of Kings.

For a moment, Ling Feng felt that his head was not enough.

Fortunately, Ling Feng has experience in playing King of Glory, and the two games are similar, so Ling Feng quickly accepted this large amount of information.

At this time, he was very curious. Could it be that the person who invented this chess fighting space, like them, also had contact with Glory of Kings?

Of course, this kind of weird thought was just a flash of inspiration, he just laughed it off and didn't go into it.

"Got it?"

"let's start!"

Ling Feng smiled confidently.

Ying Zongdao threw a white card with silver patterns on it to Ling Feng. Ling Feng knew that this was the tool to start the game.

Ling Feng understood it, and poured his soul power into it.

The next moment, he felt the world turned upside down.When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was overlooking from a high altitude, which was equivalent to having the perspective of God.

His gaze fell downwards, and he noticed the 25 soldiers forming a square formation at first glance.

Ling Feng was surprised to find that he had an unspeakable connection with them.He can control them and even see the space around them through their pupils.

Ling Feng looked into the distance, the forest was lush, the valley was secluded, the river was clear, everything was so real.

But now, these landscapes seem to be covered with a veil.

shock!It's so shocking!
Ling Feng shouted in surprise.This is the real three-dimensional game, with a feeling, it is really a feeling!
Fundamentally speaking, this chess battle space is a small world.

Is this the force I can mobilize?

In Ling Feng's mind, information about these 25 soldiers flooded into his heart like a flood.

Involuntarily, Ling Feng ignited a strong fighting spirit!

In reality, I am not your opponent.But here, I want to kill you!This was what Ling Feng was thinking at this time.

Army attack!

The four words with a bit of gunpowder atmosphere popped out in his mind!

(End of this chapter)