Seeing Wen Liang take the stage, Su Ping'an narrowed his eyes slightly.
Wen Liang, the owner behind Golden House Restaurant.
Because Qingfeng Restaurant and Golden House Restaurant had a fierce fight before, Liu Qingxi had also inquired about the former, so Su Ping'an knew something about this person.
Wenliang is not only a calligrapher and literary practitioner in the ninth realm of scribes, but also has considerable experience in actual combat. He has participated in several literary competitions and has achieved outstanding results in martial arts competitions.
So when facing Wen Liang, Su Ping'an was much more serious than before when he treated other students.
Speaking of Wenliang, his resentment towards Su Pingan came entirely from the fight between the two restaurants. His repeated failures made him always resentful of Su Pingan. In addition, the disastrous defeat in the academy competition made Wenliang resentful towards Su Pingan.
Su Ping'an's dissatisfaction has reached a peak, so he also wants to take this opportunity to release all his past unwillingness and dissatisfaction.
The two quickly stood still on the ring, looking at each other from a distance, with a sharp light shining in their eyes.
Boom...
With the sound of a gong, the competition began.
Wen Liang and Su Pingan moved almost at the same time.
"fire!"
Su Ping'an directly drove the artillery truck and fired missiles. He planned to 'annihilate' Wen Liang outside the Han border like the previous students.
Wen Liang, on the other hand, exploded with his literary energy in an instant, and increased his speed to the extreme in an instant. He wanted to cross the Han border in one fell swoop and attack Su Pingan at close quarters, so as to completely get rid of the weird attack and killing moves in chess.
, but how could Su Pingan be unprepared?
"Do you think you're the first to think that?!"
Su Ping'an's eyes flashed, and he immediately pushed a small group of soldiers forward.
Uh-huh...
A group of soldiers with swords appeared on the ring instantly. The swords were unsheathed and formed a human wall, blocking Wen Liang's only path.
"Get away!"
A flash of light flashed in Wen Liang's hand, and a cultural treasure writing brush was instantly grasped in his hand. Then he waved his hand, and a surging literary energy was like an erupting mountain torrent, killing all the soldiers in an instant.
Bang bang bang...
With a series of explosions, most of the fifty-man team was killed in an instant, but some of them wielded their swords and chopped off Wen Liang's head.
"Reveal!"
Wen Liang's expression did not change. He seemed to have expected it. He just let out a low drink, and then a figure appeared in front of him.
The figure was very similar to him, holding a writing brush in his hand. Then with the same wave of his hand, another sweep of Wen Qi swept over the remaining soldiers, and all the remaining soldiers were slaughtered without leaving a single one behind.
"Is this the protagonist in his story? It looks very similar to him. Could it be that he used himself as a model to write a story?!"
The figure that just appeared on the other side was just like the 'Xiao Yan' that Su Ping'an had manifested before. They were just characters in the book.
The only difference is that Su Ping'an's 'protagonist' is embodied in the new Taoist 'fantasy', so his fighting methods are completely different from those of the Wen Tao monks; while Wen Liang's story was created within the existing cultivation system
, so the attack of the character that appears will be exactly the same as Wen Liang.
And as that group of soldiers were all wiped out, a 'little soldier' on Su Ping'an's side of the chessboard immediately collapsed and returned to nothingness.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Liang did not dare to delay at all. He quickly crossed the Han border, and then quickly approached Su Pingan again.
At this time, the war was just a few breaths away. So many people had been defeated before they could cross the Han border. Wen Liang was the first to cross the Han border.
From this, it can be seen that Wen Liang's strength is indeed not comparable to those of previous students.
"It's passed, Senior Brother Wen has passed!"
"Okay now, as long as we break through the Han border, the power of the 'cannon' will no longer threaten Senior Brother Wen!"
"Don't be too happy. Don't forget. There are three chess pieces on the chessboard, the handsome man, the elephant, and they haven't moved. I don't know what magical powers these three chess pieces have. I just hope that these three chess pieces don't get too weird.
That’s good!”
After being reminded like this, the smile that appeared on the Wen Gong student's face suddenly froze.
Yes, although the Han Dynasty has passed through, and although the threat of the 'cannon' has been avoided, there are still three chess pieces that have not been moved from the beginning.
The methods of the previous chess pieces are already weirder than the last, and I don’t know what kind of ‘magical powers’ these three chess pieces will bring.
Everyone immediately became worried.
On the ring, Wen Liang did not relax just because he had broken through the Han realm. His eyes slowly shifted from Su Ping'an standing behind the chessboard to the 'old handsome' in red and the two golden-armored guards.
On the body.
As for the two ‘elephants’, isn’t that already obvious?!
These are two behemoths!
"Phew, are we finally going to face these two elephants?!"
Wen Liang's heart sank slightly, and his expression became a little solemn.
Su Ping'an did not disappoint. He glanced at the two white jade elephants as tall as a building on both sides of the nine-square grid, and sent them up together without even thinking.
The two divine elephants immediately neighed, and then their huge bodies seemed like moving hills, waving their thick trunks, and launched a charge towards Wen Liang.
Bang bang bang...
Although the elephant's body is heavy and heavy, once it charges up, it becomes a steel fortress. Every step it moves shakes the earth and makes people's hearts tremble.
Wen Liang didn't dare to be careless. He took a deep breath, then gathered 80% of his body's strength and struck a tentative blow at an elephant.
boom!
Zheng!
It was like a knife striking steel.
Wen Liang's pen was as sharp as a knife, but when it struck the white jade elephant, it failed to leave even a single mark.
"How can this be?!"
When Wen Liang saw this scene, his eyes widened instantly.
He expected that these two elephants would be difficult to deal with, but he never expected that they would be so powerful.
If you can't even hurt them, how can you even talk about killing them?!
All the book fans under the ring were shocked when they saw this scene.
"I'll wipe it. Is your defense so strong?"
"There's not even a single mark on the pen, how can I fight?"
"This elephant's defense is too weird, but... I like it!"
The book fans soon laughed unkindly, and the faces of the Wen Gong students changed drastically when they saw this, and then they yelled, "This chess game is really cheating!"
"Damn it, in the future literary competitions, chess literary practitioners are not allowed to participate, otherwise it will be impossible to play!"
"Is he going to sweep the martial arts arena with just a piece of chess?!"
At this moment, all the Wen Gong students panicked.