The Dragon from Hell

The battle of Fengqi Mountain has come to an end.

In this battle, a lot of blood was shed, many people died, and dozens of souls died on Fengqi Mountain.

But it didn't cause much waves in the outside world.

Compared with the sensation caused by Gaoqiao Chuanhe's challenge, the final battle was surprisingly calm.

It was as if this battle had never existed.

Three days later, it was still in the Fengyun Pavilion of Qianxing Hall.

The two old men were playing chess, and Qin Feng sat aside, drinking tea calmly.

There were only three of them today, no outsiders.

"Eat."

Mr. Dong calmly put down a chess piece, and just as he was about to put away Chu Huaijiang's chess piece that was eaten, his hand was immediately grabbed.

"Hey, that's not right!"

Chu Huaijiang took Dong Wanglou's hand away, and shamelessly threw away the chess piece that Dong Lao had just dropped, and then took back a black chess piece he had played before: "I just made a mistake, it doesn't count, I'll play again."

Dong Wanglou looked at him helplessly: "Old man, can you have some shame? This is the tenth time you have made a mistake. In front of the younger generation, I advise you to have some manners, okay?"

Chu Huaijiang stared with his eyes, very domineering: "Look at you, why are you getting more and more fussy as you get older? I just ruined a few moves, can I lose a piece of meat for you?"

"Boy, tell me, am I right?"

"Am I not graceful?"

Qin Feng was very helpless, holding the teacup and smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter how you two play, anyway, you play better than me."

In fact, he had never thought that Chu Huaijiang was actually a complete chess idiot.

Not only is he bad at playing chess, but his chess character is also not good.

The chess game lasted half an hour, all because of his constant regrets.

Old Dong finally couldn't help it and threw the chess piece away: "No more, no more, I lost, okay? It's just that Daoling is not here, no one can control you..."

Speaking of Long Daoling, Chu Huaijiang also showed a nostalgic expression on his face: "Yes, it would be great if Daoling was here."

Hearing this, Qin Feng was a little curious: "Two seniors, is my master a good chess player? Why haven't I heard him mention it in the past five years?"

Chu Huaijiang glanced at him and smiled: "No, he is worse at chess than me, and... he is also more dishonest. It's just that we can't beat him."

Qin Feng's mouth twitched slightly.

I didn't expect that the old man, who usually looks unfathomable, has such a dark history.

Sure enough, the more familiar the friends are, the more advanced the black fans are.

It's like you never know how many ugly photos of you are hidden in the mobile phone of the friend who can go through fire and water for you.

The game of chess finally came to an end. Dong Wanglou put the chess pieces back into the basket and said to Qin Feng with a smile, "The battle of Fengqi Mountain is over, but your name has not spread far and wide. Do you know why?"

While speaking, Chu Huaijiang took the teapot and started brewing, adding a cup for Qin Feng.

"Thank you, Mr. Chu."

Qin Feng took the teacup and smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, or I don't care."

"First, of course, it's because Gao Qiaochuanhe died. For their Yang country, this is definitely a huge shame."

Chu Huaijiang continued to brew tea: "A master of the earth realm who has been famous for decades was killed by you, a fledgling cucumber egg. If this gets out, I'm afraid the entire Yang country martial arts will be ashamed."

"So the Yang country must cover up this matter at all costs. Their current statement to the outside world is that Gao Qiaochuanhe died unexpectedly on the eve of the decisive battle because he was possessed by the devil."

"Second, it is because the two of us forced the Martial Arts Association to kick Zhou Luoyang out. Although he left, it does not mean that there are no other soft bones in the Martial Arts Association. Considering the feelings of both sides, the Martial Arts Association also conducted domestic research on this matter. "Zhou Luoyang hates you very much, so he naturally doesn't want you to become famous in one battle." "Although this kid is hateful, it must be said that he does have a wide network of contacts in the circle, and he has many means to divert the attention of this matter through the scandal of a popular traffic star." "The third, of course, is the most important reason. That is, Lao Dong and I don't want you to be in the limelight." Chu Huaijiang took a sip of tea, looked at Qin Feng with a smile and asked, "Do you know why?" "Naturally." Qin Feng smiled and nodded: "A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. After this battle, the more limelight I get and the more attention I get, the more danger I need to bear." "Not bad!" Dong Wanglou also nodded in appreciation: "You should know that at your age, those who enter the earth realm, not to mention the future, will have no future., but it is definitely unprecedented. "

"Once this battle spreads, not only will someone in Yang country come to assassinate you at all costs, even the martial arts of other countries will probably pay a big price to wipe you out."

"After all, a genius who can become a master of the earth realm in his twenties is likely to enter the heaven realm in the future, and you may even be very young when you enter the heaven realm."

"And the monsters of the heaven realm are not allowed to appear casually in the world of martial arts. Every time someone is about to enter the heaven realm, all forces will suppress them at all costs."

"Besides, you have just succeeded to the throne not long ago, your foundation is not stable, and your realm is not yet stable, so you can't make too many mistakes."

"So I discussed with Lao Chu, and I will help you suppress your glory for the time being. When your earth realm is stable one day, you will slowly emerge."

Old Chu nodded, his expression was much more serious: "Yes, Lao Dong and I have the same opinion. ”

“You don’t have to worry about Fujimoto and his vengeance against you now. After all, Takahashi Kawaka just died. Old Dong and I have shown up. They don’t have the guts to make trouble again.”

“And the most important point is that I announced the challenge in half a year in front of everyone. They will be very busy in the next half year.”

“The ten great geniuses of Yangguo, the future successors of Yangguo martial arts, are regarded as national treasures by them. If any of them dies, they will be heartbroken.”

He nodded at Qin Feng: “You still have enough time to settle yourself.”

Qin Feng nodded: “Junior understands.”

Dong Wanglou smiled and asked: “You won the victory in this decisive battle after a life-and-death struggle, but you have to give up this glory. Do you feel weird?”

Qin Feng took a sip of tea and smiled indifferently: “There is nothing to be wronged. Fame and fortune are just external things. What's more, I want to help Master revive Panlong Palace, not for short-term fame, but to make Panlong Palace return to the world stage again!"