"Ryoma Demon Soul!"

An exclamation came out before the position, Lu Sanjiao stood up abruptly, knocked over the tea cup in front of him, and the gloom in his eyes became a little stronger.

Although Bai Jianqiu's reaction next to him was not as big as Lu Sanjiao's, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

As we all know, the Ryoma clan is the royal family of the demon clan, ruling the demon clan for more than 100 years, which is not only synonymous with strength, but also represents the dignity of the demon clan.

But if there is a Ryoma clan who dies in battle on the territory of the Terran, the demon clan would rather burn the body than let it fall into the hands of the Terran, let alone the soul of the Ryoma clan!

Although Yu Mo is the leading genius boy in the Tang Kingdom, he is only an imperial secretary after all, how can he be virtuous, how can he get such a precious thing!

If this matter is spread out, I am afraid that it will immediately set off a battle between the demon race and the human race!

However, even at this time, the tea saint Lu Yu still looked calm and relaxed, as if he had expected this matter for a long time, and he was not surprised at all.

Among all the people who came to Shenmu Mountain this time in Shengyou Academy, only the scholars of Mount Cummingshan knew about such secrets, but they never thought that Yu Mo would sacrifice such a big killing weapon at the beginning of the Cultural War!

In the panic, everyone did not notice that in addition to the tea saint Lu Yu, there was also a person in the field with a calm face and waiting calmly.

It is Wang Yangming, a scholar of the defense of the country.

Wang Yangming's eyes flashed with a clear light, which contained supreme wisdom, as if there was nothing in the world that could be deceived by it!

However, in order to keep both sides of the civil war from outside interference. The enchantment made of countless spars isolated all sounds outside the ring, so Su Wen didn't know how much shock the appearance of Yu Mo's dragon horse chess soul had caused.

At this time, all his attention was on the white chess pieces that were rushing towards him, and he whispered in his mouth: "Xiao Hei!"

The next moment. A vague phantom appeared from the sunspot thrown by Su Wen, and at first glance, it was no different from Yu Mo's dragon horse chess soul!

The dragon's head, dragon claws, and dragon scales are all like mirror images, but the difference with the dragon horse chess soul on Baizi is that the phantom inspired by Su Wen also has the dragon body.

It's a real dragon!

This is the last dragon on the Continent of Sacred Words!

At the moment when the dragon shadow turned into a little black appeared. The white son Ryoma was obviously in shape, and he seemed to be intimidated by the momentum of the sunspot, for a while. Indecisive.

This is Long Wei!

Even if he was as calm as Yu Mo, he was a little stunned at this moment, he couldn't believe that he really saw a dragon!

The demon race and the human race have ruled the continent for more than a hundred years. However, before that. The demon clan has a history of thousands of years, and in this thousands of years of time, the royal family of the demon clan is not the dragon horse clan, but the real dragon clan!

From a certain point of view, this wisp of dragon soul in Su Wen's hand is the ancestor of Yumo Baizi Dragon Horse!

The situation in the field is changing rapidly, and the people outside the field have fallen into madness.

"Dragon...... Is that...... Dragon......!"

This time. Even Kang Mingshan of Shengyou Academy couldn't sit still, and he stood up tremblingly. His mouth was open enough to stuff a night pearl, and his face was pale.

"Oh my God, is that really a dragon soul?"

"This can't be! How can there be dragons in this world!"

All of a sudden, the entire Wenyuan Garden was fried, not only the people from the two academies during the banquet, but even the two half-saints who presided over Wang Yangming, Bai Jianqiu and Lu Sanjiao, were shocked beyond words by Su Wen's hand.

This time, Dean Lu Yu finally couldn't sit still, but he frowned slightly, there was no fear in his expression, just a faint surprise.

In the midst of his gaze, Lu Yu raised his arm slightly, and a purple gold talent instantly covered the entire Wenyuan Garden, blocking all the noise and talent fluctuations inside, and he couldn't come out again.

At the same time, the dragon shadow above Su Wen's sunspot had already roared and rushed towards the white horse chess soul, and the dragon claws slapped lightly, immediately tearing apart the dense scale armor on the dragon horse.

"Boom!"

A wail erupted from Ryoma's mouth, and between life and death, it seemed to finally forget the dragon's might for a moment, and suddenly spat out a raging cloud of fire from its mouth, burning towards the black dragon's claws.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei's eyes showed contempt, and he also spewed out a mouthful of black mist, pouring it on the fire cloud.

The fire cloud and the black mist met immediately, however, the situation showed a one-sided trend, and the black mist swallowed up the entire fire cloud almost effortlessly, leaving not even half a smear of red!

Because what Xiao Hei spouts out is the real Dragon Flame!

Immediately after, the black mist that had not dispersed only paused for a moment, and then continued to cover the snow-white dragon horse, and it was about to burn it to ashes and regenerate the mutation!

Another ray of white light fell from the sky, just before the black fog, as if an invisible barrier had been erected, so that the mist could no longer enter.

This is just the beginning.

The next moment, more and more white light fell, some blocked in front of the black dragon's head, some stopped behind the dragon's tail, and some were sandwiched on the side of the dragon's body, almost in the blink of an eye, around Xiao Hei's body, a snow-white cage was formed!

Yu Mo's eyes were closed, and the green light on his body pierced the sky, and the white chess pieces in his sleeves swept out and rose like a steady stream, and then fell one after another, not giving the black dragon the slightest respite.

At the critical moment, Yu Mo once again entered the realm of dots!

With its noble bloodline, the dragon soul can easily defeat Yu Mo's white horse chess soul, but its true strength can still only exert the realm of waiting, because Su Wen only has the position of waiting!

Yu Mo is ready to directly suppress Su Wen's dragon soul with the true intention of suppressing the position and chess!

Xiao Hei was trapped, and the dragon horse chess soul that had been wailing endlessly finally regained its vitality again, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all, so he swept towards Su Wen fiercely.

However, before Ryoma could enter three feet in front of Su Wen, countless black lights suddenly lit up in the entire Wenyuan Garden.

In an instant, the white child who was possessed by the soul of the dragon horse chess turned into a cloud of green smoke and completely dissipated, and then the white starlight around Xiao Hei's body also faded away one by one, and the cage was broken.

Yu Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and he was hearing Su Wen's voice chuckling.

"It's just a mess, and so will I. ”

The next moment, Su Wen's arms were stretched out, his palms were upward, his ten fingers were slightly curved, and a faint layer of clear light quietly emerged from his body, as if it was the first realm of chess that Yu Mo was best at, dotted all over the place!

Yu Mo did not stop at Su Wen, but swept towards the black starlight that lit up by the entire Wenyuan Garden, and his pupils constricted.

Those starlights came from different places, such as a low tea tree, or an inconspicuous piece of gravel, or a stone chair in the field, and even the spars around the ring were mixed with the chess pieces that Su Wen had laid out in advance!

At this moment, Yu Mo finally knew why Su Wen was late at today's literary meeting.

Preparing for a gift is fake, but in fact, it is setting up chess in advance!

Just as Wang Yang told Su Wen in the Star Garden, this is Shenmu Mountain, not Kongyougu, this is Hongming Academy, not Shengyou Academy, and this is Su Wen's home field!

So he can decide where the cultural war will be held, so he can settle the game in advance, just waiting for the moment when Yu Mo stands in the ring!

It's not a fair war, but how can the world be fair?

Yu Mo's flawless fingers hung down slightly, and the tip of his right finger seemed to inadvertently cross the dragon-shaped jade pendant on his waist, and after hesitating for a few breaths, he still gave up the plan to make a last fight, looked at the black dragon phantom that swept in front of him, and smiled indifferently.

"You won. ”

The dragon soul phantom dispersed when he heard the sound, and the black chess piece fell lightly under Yu Mo's feet, looking so ordinary and dull.

"I used to see such a sentence in an unknown ancient martial arts book, the same move must not be used twice on the same person, but now it seems that it is really provocative!"

Su Wen smiled lightly: "Anyway, I took advantage." ”

Yu Mo shook his head and said: "You said before, victory is victory, defeat is failure, people will only remember the result, who cares about the process?"

Su Wen was silent for a moment, and then suddenly turned to say: "I remember, the soul of the Dragon Horse Clan is an absolute taboo for the Demon Clan, and today you dare to blatantly act here, you are really a guy who ignores the rules." ”

Yu Mo stretched out his finger and pointed to the black chess pieces under his feet, and responded: "I also remember that the Dragon Clan is definitely a more noble existence than the Dragon Horse Clan, don't you have any scruples about what you did this time?"

It is true that at this time, the victory and defeat of the Chinese have been divided, but for them, there are still some things that are more troublesome than the Wen War, and only one person can solve this trouble.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then turned their heads together and looked at the tea saint Lu Yu who was sitting on the main seat.

I don't know if Lu Yu saw the gaze of the two young geniuses of the human race, or if he had already prepared for this, but seeing his sleeve robe raised slightly, the next moment, the tea trees on both sides of Wenyuan Yuan actually bent down their towering branches, as if they were bowing to the field!

Immediately afterwards, a faint fragrance of tea wafted into the noses of everyone in the audience.

Kang Mingshan was standing in front of the seat very excitedly at this time, dancing and gesturing something, but after smelling the wisp of tea, his body was soft and he fell to the ground gently, and he didn't know who was there.

With the same reaction as Kang Mingshan, there were also all the people of Shengyou Academy, as well as the current nine academicians of Hongming Academy, as well as all the teachers and students, and even Tang Ji's mouth, there was already a snoring sound that shook the sky!

In addition to Su Wen and Yu Mo, only Lu Yu, the initiator of this qiē, the two demi-saints, and Wang Yangming, who was smiling, were still awake.

Su Wenyao bowed to Lu Yu and was about to say something, but suddenly heard a low voice in his head.

"Try not to hand me over to the tea saint for a while......!