The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 38: Fight against the giant deer
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Heavenly Grant Plaza, above the fighting platform!
At this moment, on a huge chessboard, Sima Yuntian and Meng Ziqiu were sitting on each side, and while they were playing against each other, the others all stood under the platform.
Le Yi frowned and looked into the distance where the talents of Julu Academy were.
"Le Yi, why does the host insist on going it alone? Just a gambling fight with Sima Yuntian?" a great sage frowned.
"Sima Yuntian, a traitor, dare to challenge me to wait for Julu Academy, I must teach him a lesson!"
"Yes, why don't you let us take action? I know that the lord is powerful, but what if the lord really loses?"
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After the Tianshou Conference, Le Yi may be about to take over the position of Meng Ziqiu, so many secrets Men Ziqiu also told Le Yi.
"Everyone, don't worry, the master has his own plan!" Le Yi shook his head.
"Sima Yuntian's ability I know, I may not be able to win, but as long as the master does not take action, it will have little effect on the air luck, but if the master loses, the air luck of my Julu Academy will be greatly affected. The damage!" a great xian worried.
Le Yi looked at the sea of luck and clouds above his head.
The two Qi Luck Golden Dragons are still in weakness because of the opening ceremony of the Heavenly Granting Ceremony, and the other three Qi Luck Golden Dragons roar at Feng Shen Ce.
There was silence for a while, Le Yi shook his head and said: "Everyone, don't worry about it. There are some secrets of the academy, you don't understand it, the master himself is the most correct!"
"Secrets? What secrets?" The great sages frowned.
Le Yi shook his head and said: "If you are willing to give up Xiaoyao and participate in the government affairs of Julu Academy, it may be possible to know, now, sorry!"
"Huh?" The five great sages frowned.
The secrets of Julu Academy, even the great sages, don’t know much about them. They don’t participate in government affairs, and they can only make suggestions at ordinary times. Watching Meng Ziqiu personally fight Sima Yuntian, he could only sigh slightly.
"Boom!"
On the bucket platform, most of the ground suddenly shattered.
The gravel slowly floated up, slowly rotating around the center.
The two people at the pinnacle of the chess tactics, under the move, the awe-inspiring righteousness overflows leisurely, and the mystery in the chess seems to overflow with these great righteousness on the surrounding gravel.
The crushed stone turned into a bright night pearl, rotating around the two in a mysterious trajectory.
Thousands of crushed rocks, like shooting stars, revolve around the two of them, like countless stars in the starry sky.
Countless cultivators around are making mirrors with magic techniques, looking at the chess game on the fighting platform.
"Puff!" "Puff!"………………
The Confucian scholars looked dizzy and even vomited blood.
"Yi Feng, can you see clearly?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"The minister’s vision is not enough after all. I can understand this game, but it takes time to understand. In a short period of time, it is difficult to understand, just like the game that the king played with the minister at the beginning, although the minister played very well. Efforts, but the limited vision of mortals, many ministers can't see them, and they have to wait until the chess is behind to slowly comprehend!" Yi Feng exclaimed.
"In the past two years, I have been broadening my vision in Julu City. It is indeed a bit hasty! Now, I will help you understand this chess game and close your eyes!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Yes!" Yi Feng nodded.
Suddenly countless small star points appeared in Yan Chuantan's palm. The small star points surrounded the palm, as if holding a universe in his palm.
If someone takes a closer look, they will find that the trajectory of the star points in the palm of the universe is exactly the same as the gravel surrounding Sima Yuntian and Meng Ziqiu on the Doutai.
"Pop!"
Behind Yi Feng's head, Yan Chuan put his palm on it.
"Woohoo!"
Yi Feng's hair suddenly disappeared automatically, as if he had experienced the game of chess on a fighting platform most thoroughly.
Yan Chuan looked at Doutai, and instilled all his understanding and analysis into Yifeng.
It's just a disassembly of the chessboard, an understanding of the chessboard. Yan Chuan's vision for many years is naturally much more than that of Yi Feng.
Yi Feng seemed to be on the chessboard for an instant, quickly understanding the chess game of Mencius and Sima Yuntian.
"Boom!"
On the fighting platform, Sima Yuntian grabbed the chess pieces and kept falling, his eyes were raging, one piece by one piece, step by step tightly.
Meng Ziqiu frowned slightly. Keep falling. The Haoran surroundings were getting more and more righteous, and the entire Doutai was dyed white by the awe-inspiring righteousness of the two.
There are tens of thousands of Confucian scholars around, because watching this game of chess, there are nearly 10,000 people's moods hit hard, and they vomit blood to watch.
This game, the pinnacle of chess! It has been down for three full hours, and the sky is already dark. Haoran's righteousness is even more brilliant.
"Give me justice!" Sima Yuntian fell.
"Pop!"
"Boom!"
The gravel surrounding the two suddenly exploded. Suddenly exploded in all directions.
A strong wind blows from the chessboard to all directions, and Menciu's chess piece is caught in the air, unable to fall for a long time.
The great sages in the distance all trembled.
"It's over!" a great sage whispered.
"Pop!" Mencius smashed the chess piece in his hand.
Looking up, looking at Sima Yuntian with a fierce look, he sighed slightly: "You won!"
"Boom!"
The sky suddenly exploded.
"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"
The three golden dragons of luck suddenly let out a mournful cry.
Fortunately, the sea of clouds was filled with air, and suddenly flowed towards Fengshence.
Fengshence seems to have a huge suction force, absorbing the billowing luck.
"Ang!"
The golden dragon of air luck wailed, the air luck was lost, and the Confucian cultivators from all directions showed surprise.
"This, the lord has lost?"
"Impossible, how can my Julu Academy be defeated?"
"Why, how could the host be defeated?"
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The great Confucians of Julu Academy are all mourning.
The five great sages are even more sorrowful.
The luck of Julu Academy has been 50,000 years old. This is the first time I have lost it! It's the first time to be snatched by someone!
"Hahahaha, father, grandpa, ancestors, open your eyes and see, I won, I have made Julu Academy pay the price!"
Sima Yuntian suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. In the long laugh, two lines of tears slipped unconsciously. After years of grievances, I was finally able to retaliate.
"Boom!"
In this flow, nearly a quarter of the air luck flows into Fengshen Ce, above the sea of air luck, and even a golden dragon of air luck suddenly extinguishes consciousness and flows into Fengshen Ce.
"Ang!"
In Fengshen Strategy, there was also a golden dragon suddenly.
Consciousness disappeared, but when it came to Fengshen strategy, a new consciousness was born again.
A golden dragon belonging to Fengshence appeared, and the golden dragon surrounded Fengshence, roaring to the sky.
"Ang!"
The entire Julu City is filled with the excited roar of the Golden Dragon.
The flow of air luck stopped, and Sima Yuntian won a quarter of the air luck in one chess fight.
Countless cultivators all around watched this scene in astonishment. It’s too easy to fight for luck, right?
Sima Yuntian comforted the spirit of the ancestors.
Meng Ziqiu slowly backed away.
Meng Ziqiu's face has no loss, no sorrow!
The five great sages looked ugly, and Koke Yi just smiled bitterly.
Meng Ziqiu and Le Yi smiled at each other, as if they were relieved.
After Sima Yuntian comforted the spirit of the ancestors, he turned to look at Meng Ziqiu. Seeing Menziqiu's expression indifferently, the excitement was wiped out.
Meng Ziqiu, as the principal, why is there no emotion at all?
"Teacher, congratulations, teacher!"
"Congratulations to the teacher, defeating Julu Academy!"
"Congratulations, teacher!"
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The seventy-two Confucian scholars all bowed in excitement.
The tens of thousands of onlookers around him still didn't react at this moment.
Julu Academy is a holy place, how could it be possible to lose? How can it be?
Mr. Wen Ruo is standing behind Yan Chuan, his face is extremely complicated, his father is defeated? How could the father be defeated?
On the side, Yan Chuan's hand has fallen, and Yi Feng closed his eyes, as if immersed in some kind of memory.
"Master Yan, what is Mr. Yi?" Wang Su asked puzzledly.
"It's okay, don't disturb him!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.
"Hmm!" Wang Spider nodded.
Sima Yuntian received congratulations from all quarters, but he didn't see Mencius Qiu's gaffe, and he was suddenly very uncomfortable.
Looking at the golden dragon roaring in the Conferred God Strategy in the sky, Sima Yuntian's eyes became cold and he looked in the direction of Yan Chuan.
"Yan Chuan, come on!" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.
Sima Yuntian yelled, and the Quartet Cultivators gradually recovered from the emotions they had just now, and looked at Yan Chuan together. There is still another decision to conjure the gods.
"Wang Spider!" Yan Chuan looked at Wang Spider.
Wang Spider nodded.
Step onto the platform.
"Start with Qin? Good too!" Sima Yuntian nodded.
"Huh!" "Huh!"
The two masters of Qin Dao set up their own guqin.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom!"
As soon as Wang Su and Sima Yuntian came up, the power of the piano sound was exerted the most, and the sound of the piano was beautiful, and it was now beating like a war drum.
In front of each other, eight sound rivers suddenly appeared, colliding with each other.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"………………
The Bajo Sound River is powerful, and under the huge impact, vortexes suddenly rose up around the two of them, one after another, huge sonic boom vortices, instantly filling the entire platform.
"Boom!"
Fighting Qin was several times stronger than before, countless powerful Confucianists kept backing away, even covering their ears one by one, fleeing with horror.
"How is it possible? The music of these two people is terrible!"
"I can't take it anymore!"
"Ah!"
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Countless cultivators showed pain.
Wang Spider played the piano faster and faster, sweat on his face, Sima Yuntian's piano way was too strong, he encountered it for the first time in his life.
Sima Yuntian also showed hideous eyes, and he almost couldn't see the shadow of his fingers in his hands. Sweat was gradually seen in the forehead.
"Puff!"
As Wang Spider spewed out of blood. The surrounding sound waves gradually disappeared.
The vortex on the bucket platform also slowly dissipated.
Wang Spider vomited blood and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You won!" Wang Spider said.
Sima Yuntian took a deep breath: "You are very strong!"
"No matter how strong you are, you are defeated! Here at Julu Academy, there is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. I can't imagine that I have lost so many times in just a few years!" Wang Spider smiled bitterly.
Speaking, Wang Su got up with difficulty and walked towards Yan Chuan.
"Master Yan, I have tried my best, sorry!" Wang Spider said bitterly.
"You have fulfilled your promise, take care of your injuries!" Yan Chuan probed his hand and handed out a pill bottle.
"No, it's up to you now!" Wang Spider smiled bitterly.
Yan Chuan took a deep breath, smiled confidently, and nodded. (To be continued)
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