A gust of wind blew by, and the atmosphere in the arena became a little chilly.
Meng Erhu stood ten meters away from Su Pingan, and wisps of literary energy began to escape from his body. At the same time, an invisible pressure slowly came towards Su Pingan.
“Those who strike first will gain the upper hand, but those who strike later will suffer disaster.”
Su Ping'an knew that Meng Erhu was a tough opponent, so he took the lead without waiting for Meng Erhu to make a move. He whispered in his mouth, "Three thousand thunders will strike, and the eight poles will collapse!"
'Xiao Yan' on the ring immediately responded to the sound. He turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the place in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Meng Erhu. He raised his hand and struck with a palm knife, hitting his face.
Cracked down.
This palm strike was fierce and powerful. If it was hit hard, Meng Erhu would be like the previous student and quit the competition on the spot.
However, Meng Erhu was well prepared. When he faced the palm wind of 'Xiao Yan', he glared, then stomped his big foot on the ground, and his body immediately exploded with literary energy, rushing out wildly, "Wild!"
boom!
The surging literary energy turned into a powerful aura around Meng Erhu, and it seemed as if there was a wall blocking him in front of him, immediately preventing 'Xiao Yan's' palm from making any progress.
Su Ping'an frowned behind him. Without any hesitation, he took action again decisively, "The Flame Devouring Wave Ruler!"
Following Su Ping'an's low shout, 'Xiao Yan' immediately raised the Xuan Zhong ruler again, and a powerful power began to condense on the ruler.
"No, this is a major fighting skill of 'Xiao Yan' in the early stage. It is very powerful. If you use it at full strength, you can even jump over the level and kill strong enemies. Don't use it forcefully!"
Under the ring, the Wen Gong students knew how terrifying this fighting skill was, and immediately spoke out to remind Meng Erhu.
Meng Erhu was not to be outdone. After feeling that Su Ping'an was going to make a bigger move, he hurriedly waved his hand, and a square chessboard immediately appeared in his hand.
The chessboard was made of fine iron, shining with black light, and seemed quite heavy.
At this time, the 'Flame Devouring Wave Ruler' has been condensed. 'Xiao Yan' waved his hands with all his strength, and a surging ruler light spread across the sky, slashing as fast as thunder, as if it could even split the heaven and earth.
Meng Erhu also hurriedly mobilized his literary energy, and then poured all his strength into the chessboard in front of him, "Hold on!"
With a 'buzz' sound, after a large amount of literary energy was poured into it, the chessboard seemed to be activated instantly. It immediately enlarged and turned into a huge wall in an instant, and then blocked Meng Erhu.
The next moment, Chi Mang and the chessboard collided.
With a bang...
As if war elephants were gnashing their teeth, the entire arena made of fine iron shook.
A powerful wave of air was like an erupting flood, spreading from the ring to all directions in one breath.
Kick, kick, kick...
Under the huge backlash, the figure of 'Xiao Yan' that appeared was a little unstable and almost collapsed. Su Ping'an was implicated in the energy, and his body involuntarily took two or three steps back before he could stand firm.
Look at Meng Erhu again. Under the powerful blow of his powerful fighting skills, he was also shocked and took two steps back. However, the chessboard was still blocked in front of him and did not move at all. This shows how powerful he is and how powerful the chessboard is.
Tenacity.
"Wenbao!"
Su Ping'an glanced at the opponent's chessboard and frowned slightly.
At this time, Meng Erhu had also regained his composure. From Su Ping'an's previous attack, he also felt a hint of threat, "The 'protagonist' of this guy's novel is indeed as evil as him. No, I can't let him go anymore."
Keep attacking, otherwise I won’t be able to hold him back even if he is only a sixth-level scribe!"
Thinking of this, Meng Erhu began to prepare for a counterattack. He stabilized the chessboard, and then his literary spirit was stimulated. Nineteen chess lines on the chessboard in front of him suddenly appeared from the chessboard, and then turned into a chessboard.
A large silver net was erected in front of him, as if he was completely separated from Su Ping'an across from him, forming a separate world.
Immediately afterwards, Meng Erhu took out two boxes of black and white chess pieces, opened the lid and began to twist and drop the chess pieces. At the same time, he muttered something: "Xiao Fei, robbery, big triangle..."
Boom boom boom...
As Meng Erhu fell, the entire void shook.
With a pop, a sharp stone edge appeared on the ground under Su Pingan's feet without any warning, almost piercing him from bottom to top.
"What the hell?!"
Su Ping'an's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped on the 'Lingbo Weibu' and slid away quickly.
But as soon as he moved, another feather arrow suddenly shot from the side of the void and pierced his face.
"broken!"
Su Ping'an's eyes flashed, and a sharp sword energy burst out from his fingertips, immediately shattering the feather arrow. It was the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
However, after a feather arrow fell, a triangular wall of swords appeared behind him. It roared like a chariot and quickly hit him. Once hit, he would be cut into three pieces immediately.
"Xiao Yan!"
Su Ping'an hurriedly recalled the 'Existence Object' and asked Xiao Yan to wave the Xuan Zhong Ruler, which shattered the sword wall with just one move.
These three consecutive attacks were not very powerful, but they were very strange and almost impossible to guard against.
"Is this the attack method used by chess masters?!"
Su Ping'an turned his head and his eyes fell on Meng Erhu again. He finally looked at the chess and literary cultivator for the first time.
Meng Erhu was not surprised to see that Su Ping'an easily blocked three attacks. He twisted the chess pieces in his hands and continued to move, and at the same time said: "Raise the pieces, do the work, serial robberies..."
Bang bang bang...
As his voice fell, another series of thunders immediately sounded in the void.
Su Ping'an looked up and saw that above his head, a dark cloud condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, with thunder shining and lightning pulsing in it, which was not easy to mess with at first sight.
And along with the gathering of the heavenly tribulation, ice blades flew from time to time all around. They were extremely sharp and would cause a wound if they touched them.
"This thing can also cause catastrophe?!"
Su Pingan was really shocked this time.
This chess and literary method is simply unreasonable!
Under the ring, a group of folk literary cultivators were dumbfounded and surprised when they saw Meng Erhu's various surprising methods.
"What kind of attack methods are used in this chess game? It's too weird!"
"It's scary, it's really scary. It looks inconspicuous, but its moves are very insidious. Sure enough, those who play chess are all old scumbags!"
"Fortunately, I didn't rush up to challenge him before. Otherwise, if I met a chess student, I might have died without knowing how!"
As for the Wen Gong students, they immediately became proud when they saw Meng Erhu's magical move and how he had forced Su Ping'an into such a state of embarrassment in just three or two seconds.
Someone showed off: "Don't you understand this? Chess and literature practitioners have always spread their stones to form troops and formed formations. In front of them, it was just a small fight; if it were a stronger person who took action, the moves would be like inviting gods.
Laying out the Heavenly Dragon, that is the real magical power.
Don't look at Su Sheng Xiao Meng who is still jumping around now. If he can't break the game before Junior Brother Meng Erhu finishes the game, then he will be waiting to be slaughtered.
The power of this chess game has always been more and more dangerous as it progresses. If Junior Brother Meng waits until the chess game is completed, even Master Wen may be trapped and killed. This... is the real terrifying thing about chess cultivators.