Master of Beasts

Su Changlin's low voice spread, and bright rays of light intertwined rapidly above him, connecting each other like a huge chessboard.

On the chessboard, there are nine huge chess pieces.

"Nine Chess King?"

In the quiet courtyard, Henry Zhang lay leisurely on the wooden chair, watching the distant scene, keeping his expression on the ground.

Su Changlin's spirit beast is the same as Su Rong's.

But the strength is thousands of times stronger.

"Buzz!"

The chessboard is rippling like water.

With his eyes slightly closed and his legs crossed, the Nine Chess King slowly rises from it and floats above it. With a flick of his sleeves, nine chess pieces soar into the sky and surround him in a black and white posture.

"Mr. Nine Chess?"

"Is this the spirit beast of Lord City Master?"

Many people who saw Mr. Jiuqi for the first time had their eyes trembling with excitement.

"Sixth level? It's only one step away from breaking through to seventh level."

Wen Qianhua smiled faintly: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you have improved."

A cyan light bloomed from behind Wen Qianhua, and a figure holding a blue ruler stepped out, looking at the Nine Chess Lord indifferently.

Qingchijian, a wood-type spiritual beast.

Seventh order!

His eyes were full of seriousness, and Su Changlin's breathing was a little rough.

Jin Kemu is not fake.

But three years ago, when he defeated Wen Qianhua, he was a third-rank spirit king, and Wen Qianhua's Qingchijian was also a third-rank. Even so, his Nine Chess Masters were only narrowly victorious.

Today, Qingchijian is at the seventh rank, and Jiuqijun is only at the sixth rank.

It is very difficult for him to win this battle.

"Difficult, but it doesn't mean there is no chance of winning."

took a deep breath,

Su Changlin's eyes sharpened: "Wen Qianhua, my Nine Chess Master is about to play."

"snort!"

Clamping a black chess piece, Master Jiuqi let out a cold snort, and swung it out suddenly. The chess piece turned into a black light and shot towards Qingchijian.

"Well done."

The corner of Wen Qianhua's mouth twitched slightly: "Let me see, three years later, can your Nine Chess King defeat my Qing Chi Jian like in the past."

The body of the ruler is like a sword pointing at a slant, and the blue ruler shoots wildly.

There was a snap.

The black pawn that was shot was thrown back abruptly by it.

"Really rank seven?" Xing Yuying, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but change her expression.

Can Su Changlin have a chance of winning?

"Don't worry, my father will definitely win." Su Rong comforted, but the eyes that were staring at the sky were extremely heavy.

Obviously.

His heart is not as relaxed as it appears on the surface.

The top of Tianxing Pavilion.

"Pavilion Master, what is Wen Qianhua's winning percentage?" An elder of Tianxing Pavilion said with a smile.

"Eighty percent." Qu Rui narrowed his eyes slightly.

"So tall?" The elder was startled.

The attributes of the Nine Chess Lord are the master of restraint. If there is no accident, with a difference of one level, he should be able to win steadily.

"Jiuqijun is a special spirit beast."

Qu Rui spoke again: "Most of its spiritual skills have no attributes. There is almost no difference between attacking Jiuqijun and water attribute spirit beasts. In addition to the rank advantage, 80% is the result of my underestimation."

in the crowd.

Feng Ya and the others raised their heads excitedly, and couldn't wait to see Wen Qianhua win.

If Wen Qianhua wins, Ji Qi will definitely be unlucky.

Chief of Tianxing Pavilion?

She has no chance to do it!

"Bang bang bang!"

In the sky, spiritual power continued to explode, and the Nine Chess King, who had his eyes closed tightly, swung his right hand, and the nine chess pieces rotated in a ring and bombarded out.

The ring of chess pieces attacked, and with a wave of the blue ruler, the blue light suddenly bloomed, and he swung it back, and was caught by the Nine Chess King, and wrapped around his arm.

"Master Nine Chess, Xingluo Chessboard!"

Su Changlin shouted.

As soon as the Nine Chess King's handprints changed, the ring of chess pieces collapsed and split into tens of thousands of chess pieces, which roared out overwhelmingly, and the space was turbulent.

"hehe."

With a faint smile, Wen Qianhua's expression remained the same: "Qing Chi Jian, Tian Chi Slash!"

The cyan light bloomed again.

The long ruler swung horizontally by the Qingchijian extended to a distance of 100 meters, like a slender sharp sword, cutting out huge fan-shaped blue marks in that space.

Cyan sweeps.

"Bang bang bang!"

The chess pieces exploded one after another.

Nine Chess King's eyes were fixed, and he grasped his right hand in the shape of an eagle's claw, and grabbed back the remaining nine chess pieces. In a flash, he appeared behind Qingchi Jian, flicking his five fingers.

"Boom boom boom!"

The hard chess piece hit Qingchijian's back.

However.

This solid bombardment did not cause the slightest damage to the Qingchijian. It turned around suddenly, and the blue light was shining on the raised knee.

"Boom!"

Being hit heavily in the abdomen by the Qingchijian, the Nine Chess Lord let out a muffled groan, and retreated quickly, distanced himself from the Qingchijian, fine cold sweat emerged from its forehead.

Obviously very painful.

"How could it be!" Su Changlin couldn't believe it.

"The same move, do you think my blue ruler will hit twice?" Wen Qianhua's mouth curled up.

Three years ago, because he used the Heavenly Ruler Slash to take back the 100-meter-long ruler for his Qingchijian, he was bullied by the Nine Chess Lord and hit his back with a palm, causing severe injuries.

After this battle.

In the three years since he left Flying Star City, he bought a piece of the surface of the sky blue sting at a huge price, and stuck it in the shirt on the back of the blue chijian.

Therefore, Jiuqijun's attack is invalid.

"good!"

Seeing that Qing Chi Jian had the upper hand, Wen Chi yelled excitedly, and Su Rong and the others had an uneasy look on their faces.

The moment when he repelled the Nine Chess Lord.

Staring at the pained Nine Chess Lord, Qing Chi Jian did not hesitate, and the green ruler swung horizontally became the size of a hundred meters again, and he quickly slashed out.

Countless cyan afterimages are dazzling.

"Block it!" Su Changlin's heart tightened.

"Buzz!"

The bright light chessboard spread out from the front, and with a thought of the Nine Chess Master, the chessboards were continuously superimposed, like a hard iron wall, hard-pressing Qingchijian's offensive.

Countless cyan shadows slashed wildly on the chessboard, dazzling sparks kept splashing.

Just persisted for three breaths.

There was only a click.

The resplendent chessboard was shattered by the chi light that was slashed wildly.

"I haven't seen you in three years. Wen Qianhua's Qingchijian is actually so powerful?"

Su Changlin gritted his teeth: "Jiuqijun, Xingqiguang!"

Nine chess pieces surround him.

Master Nine Chess made seals with his hands, and the fragments of the chessboard scattered in the sky seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, and quickly gathered to form a violent hurricane column, blasting towards the rushing Qingchijian.

The blue ruler blocks it.

"Boom!"

Qingchijian flew out backwards, and the retreating soles took six steps in the void before stopping.

Su Changlin's face turned pale.

Three years ago, when Lord Jiuqi used the same move, Qing Chijian was forced to retreat at least twenty steps. Today, three years later, the gap between the two is so large?

"No way, I can only go all out!"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, a flash of determination flashed in Su Changlin's eyes: "Jiuqijun, transform the world!"