In the face of Wen Yiming's pressing step by step, leaving no room for and buffering the killing momentum, Night Dance Frost finally tasted the taste of Dongfang Zhiyu's exhaustion just now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As if between talking and laughing, Wen Yiming once again bombarded indiscriminately with a series of chess orders.

Night Dance Frost thought and memorized for a full ten minutes before slowly issuing the chess order, and her slightly pale cheeks were already covered with dense sweat.

As soon as Wen Yiming's words fell, he suddenly sneered, and his sleeve robe spread horizontally and hunted, like a general holding a sword, he shouted military orders again and again.

"In front of the car, after the horse, fire the cannon and chase the pawn! In the first game, the cannon is five into three, kill! ”

"The head gun truck is on the road! In the second game, the rook six into seven, forcing the palace! ”

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"The river patrol car has a meritorious service! In the seventy-ninth inning, three soldiers into one, rush! ”

"Advance in the center of the Elephant Breaking Bureau! In the eightieth game, five soldiers into one, strong attack! ”

"It's a hidden trick to kill it! In the eighty-first game, Ma two into three, will! ”

At this moment, the atmosphere of the scene has entered the white heat, following Wen Yiming's word-for-word chess order, the red chess player slammed on the chessboard every time he fell, making a dull shock sound.

In the eighty-first round, the game was strongly attacked, and it was close to the Nine Palaces Shuai Formation; For a while, Black dropped a series of discs, 81 Iron-Blooded Moves, and directly captured 80 Black troops.

And the eighty-first game was directly sealed by the car, the cannon was shocked in the palace, and the general of the lying groove horse was killed, and it was a dead end!

In the eighty-first game, Black's boss was killed, and the entire army was destroyed. While Red's player is still clenching his fists and looking unsatisfied, Black on the opposite side is visibly relieved.

It was clear to everyone that these eighty-one games were a pleasure for the Red player, a thrill of attacking and charging the battle with his own passion, and for the Black player, it was nothing less than a mental torture.

It can be said that every black player is waiting for Red to besiege the king in order to free himself early, and this kind of chess is so aggrieved that they have the urge to smash the board, and even to the night dancer.

"Poof!" Night Dance Frost splashed a mouthful of blood all over the table, and even Wen Yiming was also stained with a lot.

More than half an hour of overload of mental arithmetic and memory overwhelmed Nightdance Frost's already mentally damaged situation, and in the face of all the creative arts cabinet peers and high-level leaders, as well as the two branches that she had always despised her, this kind of defeat was too much for her to bear.

Night Dance Frost propped herself up on the table with one hand, slightly hanging her head and raising her eyes to look at Wen Yiming, flashing with deep unwillingness and resentment, her long eyelashes fluttering again and again.

She wanted to perform that mental attack again, she couldn't bear the taste of failure, and wanted to make a comeback.

When she saw Wen Yiming's sarcastic expression with a sneer in her eyes, Night Dance Frost forcibly suppressed the impulse.

"Do you want to continue?" Wen Yiming rolled up his sleeve robe and asked lightly, he didn't want to deceive people too much, and it was enough to teach a little lesson.

Night Dance Frost was mentally damaged, feeling a little unable to control her emotions, and besides, she couldn't say anything about admitting defeat, and she never said, or even thought that there would be such a day.

"I haven't lost yet, Mole Ant!" Night Dance Frost's insistence made Ye Mingzhen in the judge's seat grit his teeth, but he couldn't do anything, there was still a pair of eyes watching the scene, he didn't dare to overstep!

Wen Yiming didn't want to go too far, but he didn't think that Night Dance Frost didn't appreciate it at all, and he spoke ill of each other; He narrowed his eyes slightly at the resentment that appeared when he saw the faint blue in his eyes.

The afterglow vaguely swept over Ye Mingzhen on the judge's seat, and found that the green tendons on his right cheek were raised high, although he couldn't feel his anger in the crystal cover, he still understood that the two grandfathers and grandsons hated him to the core.

Okay, since you have become an enemy, what a mortal enemy! Wen Yiming was already determined to do his best to win the final victory at this moment, so that the identity of the heir of the pavilion master could make him jealous.

The **** of the night dance frost kept rising and falling, closed his eyes slightly, and it took a long time to say the step by step chess order, but it was already a game of scattered sand, and there were no loopholes.

Wen Yiming did not directly issue the chess order this time, but looked at the night dance frost who reopened his eyes lightly, and slowly transmitted a calm voice.

"In the cruel and bloody martial arts cultivation world, I admit that there is no such thing as friendship first and competition second; However, as a fellow student who also belongs to the Creative Art Pavilion, it is really insulting to the elegance of qinqi, calligraphy and painting to exclude dissidents by dishonorable means. ”

Everyone was stunned, not understanding Wen Yiming's inexplicable words, only a few parties had a clear heart.

The fifth autumn girl felt a warmth in her heart at this moment, and when she saw the first day's smiling gaze, her pretty face instantly turned red.

Dongfang Zhiyu bit her lip, feeling a little turbulent in her heart.

Hu Hang was surprised for a moment, and looked at Wen Yiming with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

At this time, Wen Yiming's tone was no longer flat, and his sword finger crossed an arc, and he spoke out loudly.

"Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, you are in love! In the first game, the horse has stepped on the company camp, and the cannon is three and five, and it will! ”

"The image is crippled, the people's hearts are scattered, and it has become a failure! In the second game, the soldiers have come to the city, and the pawns are four into one, and they will! ”

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"Attack its country, love its people, and the benevolent are invincible! In the seventy-eighth game, there is no room for handsome, and the rook is six into six, and it will! ”

"The soldiers who surrender without a fight, the seventy-ninth game, force you to face each other, Ma Er retreats four, will!"

"If you don't accept it, you will be beaten until you are convinced, kill people, and kill people! In the eightieth game, blood for blood, six cars and five draws, piercing the heart and killing! ”

'Poof! Boast! Boast! Poof'

A series of orders for the art of war corresponded to the general's iron-blooded attack, making the entire square resound the heavy blows of the red side's falling sons, as if the war drums were roaring in the smoke of gunpowder, pushing the atmosphere to the ignition point.

'Wow! ’

Nightdance Frost held down her heaving chest, her lips stained with blood, and her face was as pale as paper.

Looking back at the picture of the crystal screen where the last eighty-one rounds were completely wiped out, his body went soft and vomited a mouthful of blood again.

Hu Hang's two white eyebrows tightened, sighed slightly, ordered the removal of the crystal cover, and announced: "Wen Yiming, the challenge wins!" Tomorrow is the final showdown at three o'clock here! ”

Ye Mingzhen stepped out and leaned over to support Night Dance Frost's shoulders, "Frost, how is it?" ”

When Night Dance Frost shook her head, her eyes kept falling on the face of Wen Yiming, who was standing still, and she looked at her, without resentment, unwillingness, or resentment.

Yes, there was just a coldness in his squinting eyes, Wen Yiming even felt a trace of information about victory, and he felt a little puzzled, what kind of hole card made Night Dance Frost have this kind of look.

It was obviously a heartfelt confidence, and he believed that he would not be mistaken.

Ye Mingzhen raised his head and glanced at Wen Yiming lightly, and did not make any move towards it, helped Night Dance Frost up, raised his hand and took out a pill and fed it to Night Dance Frost, and said, "Go back and rest first." ”

After the six judges and elders and others left, the scene of the Sage Square not only did not calm down, but became even more unscrupulous and loud.

"Breathtaking, this guy is so good, you didn't know it at the time, I felt like I was on the battlefield."

"Who said no, that kid is really too stylish in the crystal cover, as majestic as a general on the march."

"I have a feeling that I want to go to the north to experience the life of an army. What kind of eyes do you have, you don't seem to be convinced? ”

"Damn, do you think you are Wen Yiming who can strategize, and it's almost the same to be cannon fodder, so you don't accept it, what's the matter?"

"Not convinced? Lao Tzu can fight until you are convinced, who has a kind of blind chess game, eighty-one games at the same time"

"Ya, dare to rob my idol lines, five into four, Lao Tzu will take your dog's head in the army!"

"Kill people, kill people, kill you!"

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