Fu Canglu

Chapter 57 Means
In June, Fengting City was crowded with people.

The second round of the Sword Club ended earlier than the reception, and none of the ninth-rank masters showed up, not even eighth-rank masters.

And the progress of the reception has reached a point where there is no sword, no sound, but no fighting.

Eighteen chess chariots stood high above, and Ling Xiao's alcohol smell spread and boiled, dyeing the dusk red.Every chess player has used all his mental energy, trying to break the so-called chess chariot fairy game.

The chess game formed by black and white ink is like a natural moat, separating the eight hundred chess players from each other.

It was less than half an hour before the chess chariot competition ended.

And the replay of the Immortal game is completed, even if it is the replay of the first game.

There are only 31 people.

Currently the most leading player in the field is Gu Shengcheng, a chess prodigy from the younger generation of the Northern Wei Dynasty.Even though Gu Shengcheng had a farce earlier, his early mastery of chess is really impressive!The difficulty of the fairy game becomes more and more difficult as the game progresses. Coupled with the limitation of the venue and the soul-immersing effect of Ling Xiaojiu, it takes a lot of effort to deduce the game.It has become an extremely difficult thing to comprehend later.

The three old national players, after a symbolic replay of the first game, began to print the entire story of the fairy game.

And there are only a few people who can really compete with Gu Shengcheng.

The double eyebrows in the chess world, known as Southern Tao and Northern Tang, are also in bad shape.Tang Muran's eyes opened at this moment, and he raised his hand to drop the ball, his eyes were already deeply exhausted, and the replay of the Luo Zisheng game, the fifth round of the fairy game, had already reached his limit.

"Fall!" Tang Muran gritted his teeth, and slapped the table hard, the wine jar shook out of thin air, and the smell of alcohol was about to attract him, the last few steps to fill in the gaps.

At this moment, Gu Shengcheng suddenly opened his eyes and snorted coldly.

"rise!"

A muffled snort, full of ulterior motives, was like a heavy hammer hitting Tang Muran's heart.

Distraction is the most taboo for chess comprehension, but when Gu Shengcheng said this, he used the soul power method in an extremely sinister manner. Tang Muran's face turned pale in an instant, and the wine-smelling chess piece that had been lifted three feet just now collapsed on its own in mid-air. In addition, the last trace of soul power also dissipated.

That wisp of dissipated soul power announced that Tang Muran's fifth round of immortal round had failed in the resumption.

Tang Muran's soul was separated from his body, and now he was suffering from a huge backlash, his face turned pale, he swallowed a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth, and met Gu Shengcheng's smiling face shaking his head.

"Ah, ah." Gu Shengcheng shook his head, with an apologetic expression on his face, and said sincerely, "Miss Tang, you must be careful when replaying the Immortal Game. Be careful and careful, so as not to hurt your soul."

Gu Shengcheng squinted his eyes, glanced at Tang Muran's pretty face that hesitated to speak, and sighed without regret, "It's a pity that Miss Tang only resumed the game for four games, and even Gu felt sorry for you."

"Gu Shengcheng." Tang Muran sneered, "What a hypocrite."

"It's ridiculous." Gu Shengcheng said with a blank expression, "The first place in the second round of this reception is extremely precious, so Gu naturally wants to fight for it."

In front of Gu Shengcheng's seat, the densely packed immortal game ended, and there was actually one more than Tang Muran's, as many as five!From Gu Shengcheng's point of view, the bet between himself and his young master Xiaotao is already a sure thing, Dongbo Fengya and Xia Liang only have one fairy game on the table, and the boy in black doesn't even have a fairy game. Even the qualifications for the reception finals may not be guaranteed.

"I want to win the first place in the second round of the reception!" Gu Shengcheng licked his lips, "Tang Muran is not in trouble now, as long as Tao Wuyou uses my tricks of Lei Yin to interfere, the second round of the reception will be the top prize." The name is in my hand!"

"It is said that the sword master will give me a gift for the first prize in the second round of every reception. I don't know what will the sword master give me when it's my turn this year?" Gu Shengcheng thought that he won the first prize in the second round of the reception. It should have been a happy thing to hold the wine chief in the palm of his hand, but for no reason there was a burst of irritability in his heart. He had just encountered trouble in the sixth immortal game, and no matter how he tried to comprehend, he couldn't make any further progress.

"I have replayed five immortal games, even those old chess masters, I'm afraid they are not as good as me." Gu Shengcheng has always been proud of his chess skills, so he naturally looked down on the other chess players at the reception, thinking: "As for these chess players who are free The ridiculous people who think they have small successes are just ants in the way of chess, how many people can realize Tang Muran's level?"

Dusk fell slightly, a little chill.

When Gu Shengcheng was upset, the second round of the reception took place in a shocking turn of events!

At this moment, Dongbo Fengya and Xia Liang almost opened their eyes at the same time.

A smile was drawn at the corner of Dongbo Fengya's mouth, and the breath of the soul was bursting out at this moment, which was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

Second seat!The third seat!Fourth seat!
In the case of three waves, the resumption of the game of the three immortals is completed.

Xia Liang, who was surrounded by the black hat, was even more astonishing. He raised his hands, and Ling Xiao's alcohol smell wrapped around his fingertips. His five fingers were cut together like a carving knife on the front table, and the alcohol made the sound of gold and iron colliding. On the chess table, the pieces are like flowers!
Gu Shengcheng watched the two people's unbelievable replay speed, and deliberately stopped them. His mind was divided into two, and he snorted heavily.
It's just that there was also a cold snort from Tang Muran's seat, one of Gu Shengcheng's spirits was blocked by another spirit in the invisible, and the other spirit was gently held back by a gentle force.

Gu Shengcheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the smiling senior Bai Qi.

With a smile on his face, Bai Qi said softly, "Gu Xiaoyou's methods are not very honorable."

The four gods and souls are entangled, and there is no one who can distinguish the superior for a while.This stalemate made both Miss Tang Muran and senior Bai Qi squint their eyes, and take another look at this unattractive Gu Shengcheng.

Tang Muran is hailed as a rare genius on the road of soul cultivation. He has reached the sixth realm of soul power at a young age, and senior Bai Qi is well versed in the way of soul. The national players use the way of chess to nourish their souls, and even reached the realm of the eighth realm of soul sages.

Although the two souls did not exert their full strength, they were one against two after all, and they couldn't help Gu Shengcheng.

The next second changes suddenly

Gu Shengcheng snorted coldly, his voice hoarse, "Go away!"

The breath of those two spirits changed suddenly!
Bai Qi frowned slightly, and the aura of that divine soul suddenly became fierce. Although his divine soul was powerful, it fluctuated uncontrollably, a hole was torn open by that divine soul, and he slashed away like a knife!

Tang Muran's expression turned even colder, and a mouthful of blood spewed out directly.

The two spirits forcibly tore apart the blockade between Bai Qi and Tang Muran, and they were only ten feet away from Dongbo Fengya and Xia Liang, and they were about to fall before their eyes. At the very moment, three spirits that were as thick as Bai Qi came dangerously and stopped them. In front of Gu Shengcheng.

The two saber-like spirits stopped in extreme fear, Gu Shengcheng narrowed his eyes and put away the killing intent.

Grand Chess Master Yuan Daobing slowly opened his eyes, "I've already fallen behind."

Grand Chess Master Shen Zhixian even sighed and shook his head, "Nature needs to be polished."

Chess master Qiu Jiwen looked at the two juniors, Dongbo Fengya and Xia Liang had completed their respective replays, but he did not stop Gu Shengcheng's spirit from withdrawing, sighed softly, and refused to comment.

Gu Shengcheng was expressionless, looking at the desks of Dongbo Fengya and Xia Liang, there were already five replays like his own.

He is a person with high self-esteem, and he is unwilling to use such despicable methods, but he has made a bet with his son Xiaotao, so he cannot allow Gu Shengcheng to lose in front of everyone!
He can't afford to lose.

The battle between spirit and soul is an invisible fluctuation, Gu Shengcheng just wanted to use the interference of spirit and soul, even if it was not honorable, he still wanted to win the game.But at this moment, Dongbo Fengya and Xia Liang completed five rounds of the rematch, which was a tie with him and completely shattered his wishful thinking.

Gu Shengcheng doesn't have to care about other people's eyes, as long as he can achieve his own goal, even if Tang Muran calls him a hypocrite, he just shakes his head indifferently.

He is a real villain.

And the smile on his face at this moment can no longer be maintained, and even his eyes have a hint of mischief. Subconsciously, he doesn't look at the Four Great Chess Masters and Tang Muran, and he doesn't look at Dongbo Fengya and Xia Liang, who are tied with him. a glance.

Gu Shengcheng stared at one person with all his attention.

Yi Xiao.

Gu Shengcheng must win the bet with Tao Wuyou, life and death is extremely important to him, and he never thought that he would lose before.

"Gu Shengcheng, it's still early, and there's still time for comprehension." Bai Qi's gentle voice rang in his ears, and Gu Shengcheng's mind was in a mess.

He took a deep breath, and turned his thoughts back to the sixth chess game, but found that once distracting thoughts moved, it was difficult to calm down in his heart.

He suppressed the flame in his heart, a sneer appeared on his face.

"Why should I go to comprehend the sixth fairy game?"

Gu Shengcheng's face was a little ferocious, and his eyes were like a cold light, staring at Yi Xiao's direction.

He reached into his pocket very discreetly, holding something tightly, which was a black conch.

"As long as he unsheaths his spirit and extracts the Lingxiao wine, he will launch the Thunder Slash, and the dust will settle." Gu Shengcheng took a deep breath, and many images flashed through his mind like a horse watching flowers.

He was born into a humble and poor family, lost his parents when he was young, and was called a dead child with no parents, no mother, and no upbringing. He was looked down upon by all kinds of people when he was young.

Being bullied, humiliated and looked down upon.

He had already seen the world clearly.

This is the way of the world.

It doesn't matter how despicable the means are, because this world does not look at the process but only at the end.

If Gu Shengcheng wins this game, he will win the ink plate of life and death, and then win the wine cup.

Even if the world is paying attention, why should we care about those gossips.

"Since I picked up this book Leiyin Miaofa and Heiluo, God wants me, Gu Shengcheng, to surpass the way of chess." Gu Shengcheng took a deep breath, "I don't want to be in a poor family again, I don't want to live that kind of life again, and I don't want to be looked down upon by others."

How could Gu Shengcheng forget?

He traveled thirty miles across mountains and mountains, just wanting to borrow a chess book, but was turned away by the so-called benevolent chess master.

He didn't eat or drink for three days. When he was so hungry that he was fainted, he was woken up with cold water, and he was abused while riding on his crotch.

He just wanted to ask for a hot steamed bun, but his legs were broken with a wooden stick, and he was naked in the cold winter
How can I forget?

How can I forget!

He, Gu Shengcheng, is he born in poverty, so he is not a human being! ! !
It wasn't until he picked up Lei Yin's wonderful method to cultivate the soul, and learned the way of Heiluo, and made great progress on the chess path, and gradually became favored by others.After that, Gu Shengcheng saw it clearly.

What aloofness, pride.

He just disdains it.

This world is so dirty, it humiliates him so much, it wants him to die so much.

He just wants to live.

That being the case, what kind of posture does it have?

Despicable?
Just survive.

There was a tinge of red in Gu Shengcheng's eyes.

"So, please die for Gu's survival."

(End of this chapter)