"Lin Jiaotou."

A faint voice came into the ears of Lin Chong, who was standing in the martial arts arena.

The voice......

Lin Chong's brows moved slightly, his eyes swept around Zhao Heng without a trace, and he saw Zhang Chuchao, the prime minister standing beside Zhao Heng, bowing his head slightly.

Sure enough, it was him!

After returning from the bandit suppression with His Highness, he met this prime minister on the road, and he was ordered by His Majesty to find His Highness.

"Sect Leader Lin, His Royal Highness recommended you, presumably Sect Leader you have real skills. What we mean, the next two competitions will be handed over to the coach, and you can't lose one of these two games. ”

Can't afford to lose a game?

Lin Chong's mind turned sharply, and he also said:

"The minister can rest assured that the villain will live up to His Majesty's trust!"

Zhang Chu bowed his head slightly and said no more, while Lin Chong thought about it in his heart.

His Majesty meant that he could not lose one, and now the two sides have played four of the seven games, and the battle is tied at 2-2.

Thinking of this, Lin Chong was suddenly shocked in his heart, seven competitions, the first to win four victors, and won this gambling battle, that is to say, the key to the victory or defeat of this gambling battle was all pressed on himself.

Your Majesty quite thinks highly of someone Lin......

Lin Chong had a wry smile in his heart, but then he was shocked.

Wrong!

If His Majesty really wants to let himself win these two games, he should say "go all out to win", not Fang Cai's sentence "You can't lose one"!

Remembering that when he was in His Highness's mansion, His Highness had talked to him about the current situation in the Chu State, and a trace of enlightenment gradually rose in Lin Chong's heart.

Your Majesty, I don't want to get into too much trouble with the Three Kingdoms and offend too much......

You can't lose a game, in other words, you can win, you can draw, but you can't lose.

Among these two competitions, if you win one and draw one, then Chu will have three wins, one draw and two losses, and in the last game, no matter whether you win or lose, you can take the lead and sit firmly in Diaoyutai.

Thinking about it, Lin Chong set his eyes on his opponent, the Burmese monk Kongmu.

This time, it's cheaper for you!

Feeling the battle intent coming from Lin Chong's body, Kongmu's eyes froze, and the blazing martial arts true flame condensed behind him into a hideous-looking Yaksha phantom.

Yaksha stick method!

The Qi Mei stick shook endlessly, turning into a continuous stick momentum, and countless stick shadows shrouded towards Lin Chong like an overwhelming man.

"Good stick!"

Lin Chong looked at the shadow of the stick, and praised in a low voice, the head of the dragon stick in his hand was facing the sky, and the tail of the stick was pointing to the ground, as if the green dragon was lying cross-legged, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

Ten square immeasurable sticks!

The coiling dragon stick skyrocketed, and in an instant, it struck out thousands of stick shadows, not dodging or dodging, and struck towards the empty wood.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of sticks clashing with each other was like a muffled thunderbolt, colliding with each other a thousand times in the blink of an eye.

The two figures were separated at first glance, but the positions of the two of them were completely changed.

"Amitabha."

Yu Guang glanced at the bandage on his arm that was almost completely broken, and the empty wood lightly pronounced the Buddha's name, put the Qi Mei stick in the crook of his arm, folded his hands, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Chong's mouth.

"The master is good at martial arts, Lin Chong admires it in his heart. This round of competition, just based on the tie, I don't know what to do? ”

Kongmu was slightly stunned, glanced at Master Ba Song, and saw that he nodded slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said, "Just according to what Master Lin said." ”

After that, he saluted Zhao Heng elevenly, turned around and got out of the ring.

"This monk is obedient." Looking at this scene, Zhao Heng shook his head and smiled.

"Your Majesty, as far as the slave maid knows, this Lin Sect Leader is good at marksmanship, not stick skills. It seems that he has understood what His Majesty meant. ”

Zhang Chu on the side said in a low voice.

Zhao Heng nodded slightly, and then sighed.

"If I have the strength to dry the country, why do I need to look at other people's faces like this!"

"It is the fault of the ministers that you can't share your worries for Your Majesty!"

Zhang Chu bowed and said apologetically.

Zhao Heng waved his hand, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"Although this matter is wrong with the people, but it is even more wrong with me, if I am like the Taizu and Taizong, how can the three countries be so bold? Not to mention, this second game is the most critical, it all depends on Lin Jiaotou. ”

If the second game wins, then Da Chu will occupy the initiative, whether it is a win or a draw, it is all up to the decide.

On the martial arts field, Lin Chong returned the dragon stick in his hand to the weapon rack, took out an iron spear and put it in his hand, the tip of the spear pointed at the location of everyone in Qi Kingdom, and said hatefully:

"The bald donkey of the Great Bodhi Temple, come up quickly and lead the death!"

The sound is like thunder, and people can't help but change color.

"The thief is so brave with the army!"

Shangguan Yao scolded secretly, and his eyes became more and more unkind when he looked at Lin Chong.

Although the monks of the Great Bodhi Temple often recite Buddhist scriptures, they can't help but feel angry at this time.

"Amitabha, the donor is obsessed with it and has become a demonic obstacle, so let the old man personally send the donor to the Western Heavenly Bliss."

With a Buddha horn, Zen Master Zhiding carried a Zen staff and went to the ring again, looking at Lin Chong, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sly smile.

"Master Lin, today, let the poor monk give you a surplus."

Looking at Zhiding's round face, the past couldn't help but resurface from the bottom of Lin Chong's heart.

In the past few years, in the dead of night, I can't help but think of that scene back then.

If it weren't for these bald donkeys of the Great Bodhi Temple, how could his wife commit suicide, and how could he be engraved with a gold seal on his face and sent out of Beijing?

The reason why he Lin Chong ended up ruining his family was not because of these bald donkeys who were full of benevolence and morality on the surface, but in fact they were murdered by men and prostitutes?

"Bald donkey, come to life!"

With a roar containing endless anger, Lin Chong held the gun in both hands, poured all his strength into the tip of the gun, and stabbed towards Zhiding!

If Zhao Xu opened the system panel at this time, he could find that Lin Chong's Star Dou Technique [Unbearable] was exuding a bright light, which also meant that Lin Chong's strength had risen to 95 points at this time!

According to Zhao Xu's guess, the 90 to 99 points in the system correspond to the Nine Rank Grandmaster Realm!

Under extreme anger, the martial arts true flame on Lin Chong's body burned fiercely, and finally condensed into a lifelike beast behind him!

Raccoon!

"Nine Rank Grandmaster Realm!"

"How is that possible?"

Seeing this scene, whether it was the monarchs and ministers of the Chu State or the envoys of the Three Kingdoms, they all subconsciously stood up, with unbelievable looks on their faces.

However, one side is happy, and the other side is worried!

That Wu Song is just a pseudo-nine-pin, how did this Lin Chong suddenly become a real nine-rank grandmaster?

In the crowd, Zen Master Zhiyuan's face changed, and he said urgently:

"Your Majesty, the old brother ...... the younger brother"

Before he finished speaking, he only heard a thunderous roar, and on the martial arts field, the phantom of the golden bell dissipated, revealing Zhiding's figure.

Zhiding slowly lowered his head, looked at the blood hole the size of a sea bowl in his chest, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he didn't have the strength to speak, his body shook twice, and he fell to the ground.

Glancing at Zhiding's body, Lin Chong stood with a gun in his hand and arched his hand in the direction where Zhao Heng was:

"Your Majesty, Lin Chong is fortunate not to disgrace his life!"

At this moment, Zen Master Zhiyuan opened his mouth, and finally the words on his lips turned into a long sigh.

Now that this is the case, what else can he say?

"Good, good!"

Seeing Lin Chong's meritorious service, Zhao Heng suppressed the joy in his heart, looked at the envoys of the Three Kingdoms, and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that the competition has been played six times, I have three wins, one draw and two losses, this last one, I wonder if you want to continue?"