Yang Guofu quickly put a black chess piece in the game of Baizi, there is still one step away, only a little short, the black Zi is connected with each other, and the white Zi is annihilated in one fell swoop, haha, this time he Yang Guofan is going to win again.

"Yang Guozhuan, don't be too complacent, in a hurry to set me up, don't forget, we made a bet a few days ago, betting on whether there will be rookies in the younger generation at this year's martial arts conference, what did you remember when you said it?" Nan Yong asked.

"I said, there will be no rookies in the younger generation, what is the current situation of Huaguo's martial arts, you don't know, martial arts have developed mediocre in recent years, although the number of follow-up forces is large, but it is particularly top-notch, I really haven't seen the signs."

Yang Guofan successfully put in a sunspot again, he was very happy in his heart, the victory was decided, he didn't bother to hide his emotions, and the smile on his face was as bright as an old tree blooming.

"There is a newcomer this year, who can kill the grandmaster Ishii Fill Ichiro who has just entered Dongying at the age of twenty-five or sixteen, and he also killed a thousand-year-old turtle by himself."

While Nan Yong spoke, he calmly put a white child in an extremely hidden area.

"Who told you that you know this information before the bluebird who delivered the letter arrives?"

Yang Guofang was a little unconvinced.

But soon, he thought about it, Nan Yong has the ability to pass through the world, this old guy lives in Zongnan Mountain all the year round, not only can transmit sound for thousands of years, but also proficient in animal language, he gets along with the animal creatures on the mountain day and night, it can be said that every flower and grass on Zongnan Mountain, a bird and a beast, have a close connection with Nan Yong.

Yang Guofan regretted it, how could he say such a thing to an old monster who could spread sound for thousands of miles?

Now, the entire Zongnan Mountain is in the hands of Nan Yong, just like a big array, a mountain stretching for thousands of meters, and the slightest wind and grass can't escape his Nan Yong's perception.

It is conceivable that when the bluebird who delivered the letter just flew over the mountains, I was afraid that Nanyong already knew that the bluebird had arrived.

As for the content of the letter, how did Nan Yong know, that is, the strong man of the innate realm, with his unique and powerful perception ability, it is not an exaggeration to see through directly.

Nan Yong looked at Yang Guofan with a smile.

Yang Guofan was very depressed, why did he bet with such a monster in the first place.

But no, in order to prevent this monster from making tricks on the bet, he has already used a chess game to control this monster, and he shouldn't have the ability to reach out to Tongzhou.

If this old thing has not done anything, then it means that there are really newcomers at this year's martial arts conference, and the strong ones in the younger generation are also the new forces that Huaguo can rely on in the future, which is very good.

Forget it, even if he Yang Guofu, the first chess player in the country, it is worth losing once.

"Tell me, what kind of rookie is this year?"

"Didn't I say it all? A twenty-five or sixteen-year-old young man single-handedly killed a thousand-year-old turtle spirit in an unknown sea area, and also killed a martial arts master who had just started in Dongying. ”

"It's really amazing, hey, what are you and I doing at the age of twenty-five or sixteen? Are you still helping your master Baimei Daoren make soy sauce? ”

This is where Nan Yong has been criticized by later generations, he has the worst qualifications among several senior brothers, he has not practiced martial arts at the age of forty, and everyone has no hope for him, only his master Baimei Daoren has not given up on him, let people follow their hearts, and will not learn step by step according to the rules of the master.

So at the age of fifty, he realized the perceptual qi, and had a big enough connection with all things in heaven and earth, entered the martial arts with Dao Jin, and ascended to the Dao Jin Grandmaster in two years, and now he is one hundred and ninety-eight years old, and his Grandmaster Gang Qi is still improving, and he is really a person who does not have two words.

Nan Yong was not angry at Yang Guotou's joke, and said with a smile: "I remember that when you were twenty-five years old, you were still chasing behind your senior sister's buttocks, begging for love." ”

"However, I finally got the beauty back, and I am the only Zhenguo general with a family background among the four of us, am I not very awesome."

"Your wife is better than you. Because the enemy is afraid of you, and you are afraid of your wife. ”

Yang Guofan is not angry, fear of guilt is the good character of a good man.

At this time, the blue bird who delivered the letter had already arrived, and he took the letter from the blue bird's feet, and looked at the contents of the letter, and the smile on his face became stronger.

"This kid is okay, not only killed the demon beast, but also killed a martial arts master who had just entered the realm of the grandmaster in Dongying, very good, who let these Dongying dogs want to use this martial arts conference to weaken the strength of our Huaguo martial arts world, what a damn group of people, if I were present, I would definitely slaughter this group of bitches."

Yang Guo slapped his thigh and screamed refreshed.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, what Li Siwen wants to hide, and the two generals of the town council thousands of miles away already know it.

This is the power of the town council, the reason why Huaguo has been able to stand with the head of the Asian martial arts for a long time, the martial arts power is prosperous and prosperous, but there is no large-scale war scene, although the secret fight is non-stop, but there has never been a large-scale war in a hundred years, which is the purpose of the existence of the town council.

Control the martial arts power of the Chinese country.,And know what is happening around the world.。

This time about Li Siwen's news, I believe that the two other town generals have also received the same information, in the eyes of the town council, there is nothing that cannot be known, only what they think is important or not.

Li Siwen's grandfather, that is, Mr. Li, who was in the limelight for a while, was once a member of their town council, and Mr. Li had a good relationship with the four major town generals, and he was also a teacher and friend.

Many years have passed, and the Li family has gone from prosperity to decline, and Nanyong has seen it in his eyes, but anything that happens is the result of the original choice, and it is not easy for them to meddle in the Li family's family affairs.

However, now it seems that although Old Man Li is dead, he must be relieved to see that his grandson has such achievements now.

Nan Yong, smiled and dropped the white chess pieces in his hand, the white pieces settled, and the dark chess pieces that were lurking in the black chess game before merged into one to form a situation of encirclement and suppression, and ate a large piece of black pieces.

Yang Guofan knew that Nan Yong had such a hand, so he calmly went into a sunspot.

At this time, the sunspot and the white son began to quickly fall on the jade chessboard polished by the old jade, making a popping sound.

"Yang Guoxuan, do we still count the bets? This year's martial arts conference can produce a newcomer and a strong person, and I won it. ”

"Yes, you won, Old Man Nan, but so what?" Yang Guo asked.

"I won the bet, even if you beat me in this game, you will lose, do you remember?" Nan Yong asked with a smile.

When Yang Guopan heard this, the sunspot in his hand suddenly struck and deviated.