Chapter 710 Disabled and Strong-minded

"The whole city is watching. This is your own death. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Bai Rongdao.

"So you agreed?"

Qin Zhengdao.

"Do you want me to be in pain? Humph, then I'll let you die in pain. Hey hey, I, I just don't agree, hahahaha, I'll let you die with hatred!"

Bai Rong came over and whispered with a cold evil smile.

"You are afraid. Just like seeing me for the first time ten years ago, your arrogant smiling face can't hide your fear of me. Your cunning eyes are mixed with too much fear and helplessness. You are still the coward who hasn't grown up!"

Qin Zheng stared at him and said with a motionless expression.

"What do you say, hum, I know you want me to die, what? Revenge for your high-IQ brother? For the sake of your death, I might as well tell you the truth. He deserves it. He doesn't deserve to die if he offends him. Not to mention him, even hundreds of people in your Qinwang Hall will sooner or later become the lowest servants in the six or five halls. Ha ha, it's a pity that you can't see that day!"

Bai Rong came up and laughed ferociously.

All these words were very vaguely heard by the superintendent, not to mention the masses off the court.

However, Wang Wujian heard it word for word.

"Cough, cough..." After a painful dry cough, Qin Zheng stared at him angrily.

Originally, the brother of Tianzong Wizards was the greatest hope of Qin Wangtang, but he offended Liu Dao and Wutang. Finally, he died strangely when he went to the capital to participate in the competition. The cause of death given by the government was that he died suddenly because of losing chess.

But everyone knows that the black hand behind him must be six or five halls. However, the King of Qin has been in decline for a long time and there is no way to intervene in the investigation at all. As the second son of the King of Qin, he should have assumed the responsibility of provoking the Liang of the King of Qin. However, he was congenitally disabled and suffering from a terminal illness. In addition to trying his best to attack the six or five halls in this limited time. In addition, he only has deep self-reproach and regret.

"Your deacon, I refuse to accept this man's challenge for two reasons. First, he is seriously ill and unconscious. It's my disgrace to beat him. Second, he was my loser. According to my initial requirements, I will not accept the challenge of the chess players in the competition. Please take me to declare this man's challenge invalid!"

Bai Rong turned around and said to the superintendent.

The superintendent hesitated for a moment. He heard more or less about the feud between them. As a small role that neither side could provoke, he had to follow the principle.

Just as the superintendent was about to speak, another clear voice came out of the crowd: "Since you dare not accept his challenge, then let me do it!"

Although the sound was not shouted out with a loud voice, it clearly came to everyone's ears, especially Bai Rong, who was unnaturally ** a few times on his arrogant face.

Looking at the sound, the dense crowd had naturally cracked a passage that could barely accommodate one person to walk. A smiling and calm young man came slowly, and the burning eyes radiated from the eyes of no one beside him, which made Bai Rong frown.

Who is this boy? How dare you provoke six or five halls?

The crowd began to talk privately, appreciating his courage and demeanor, more out of his unknown identity. In their opinion, there are usually two kinds of people who dare to challenge him, either a wild boy looking for death or an extremely strong background.

Qin Zheng stared at Wang Wujian, who walked in slowly, with a clear and pure light in his eyes. Even a god who can't eat fireworks on earth can't show such a pure vision. That faint smile is like a visible and untouchable blue cloud. It makes him look so ordinary but so unfathomable.

There was also the Soul of Tianqiao who came on the stage at the same time as Wang Wujian, but he did not come to suppress the array, but gave a heartfelt smile to the confused Qin Zheng, and then pushed him out.

Qin Zheng did not protest against the behavior of Tianqiao Tuhun, but his eyes never left Wang Wujian. His eyes were mixed with confusion, familiarity, prayer, and more expectations.

"Who are you? Do you think it's too long?"

Bai Rong throbled inexplicably, gritted his teeth and asked coldly.

"I'm the one who challenges you. Will you answer or not?"

Wang Wujian asked with an understated smile.

"Pover, hum, but I'm pressing the championship title, so I'm going to bet with you. Since you are for Qin Zheng, I'll give you this opportunity. If you lose, you have to die on the spot. If I lose, I will break my hands."

Bai Rong sneered cruelly and said that he didn't believe that the sick boy in front of him could be a master!

"No, no, no, you are wrong a lot. First of all, am I replacing others? Secondly, this title does not belong to you. Of course, it is not a bet. In addition, if you want to bet, we bet on both hands and eyes. Do you dare to sit down?"

Wang Wujian said with a smile.

"Okay, you will regret it, silly boy, hum..."

Bai Rong said with a treacherous and contemptuous smile.

After more than 60 years, the trend of the chess game became more and more clear. Bai Rong obviously tended to be at a disadvantage, and although he racked his brains, he could not curb the further expansion of this disadvantage.

More and more cold sweat appeared on Bai Rong's forehead. He had never met such a powerful chess player among his peers, and he could widen the gap in more than 60 seconds. Only his father Bai Shixiong could do it.

Is it possible that this sick man with a pale face like paper is so deep that he can compete with the strong at the national hand level?

Bai Rong clenched his left fist tightly, and the bone joint seemed to break the white skin, and his right hand touched the sachet at his waist intentionally or unintentionally after each fall.

This detail has long been noticed by Wang Wujian. Bai Rong won the title of city championship by strength and means. He knew that there would be inexplicable masters to challenge today. How could he not take the means after being at a disadvantage?

That sachet is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Wang Wujian concentrated his attention and stared at the sachet while staring at the chessboard. The strong sense of crisis made him very uneasy. Unconsciously, the acupuncture point flashed again, like a naughty little star jumping out of the clouds and shrinking in, even if there was a breath rushing out of the pores of the whole body. Like a gust of wind, it is wonderful.

I don't know that this is a powerful energy. Ordinary people can't detect the danger factor, but it shocked Bai Rong on the opposite side. As a second-order fighter, it is really difficult for him to know how strong the other party is.

"You, you are actually a practitioner?"

Bai Rong asked in surprise,

"Cultivation? I don't understand!" Wang Wujian smiled and shook his head seriously, "But I know it's your turn!"

"You, who the hell are you?"

Bai Rong picked up a son and stared at Wang Wujian fiercely. Even the chessboard was unbearable and hit the chessboard heavily.

His own strength is so strong and his chess power is so exquisite. Such a person is definitely a terrible opponent!

"I'm a passer-by!"

Wang Wujian smiled, followed Yizi slowly, and stared at him with a light smile.

"I don't care what you have to do with Qin Wangtang, but the person who is right with me will definitely not have a good end!"

A vicious light flashed in his eyes, and Bai Rong almost squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.

"You mean you can't defeat me and let me lose this game of chess?"

Wang Wujian pretended to ask incomprehension.

"It's better to use your brain to feel regret when you are a person, it must be the day to pay the price!"

Bai Rongdao.

"Ha ha, then I understand. You drop it. I decided to let you have nowhere to fall in white words. Well, it's also in vain."

Wang Wujian said with a simple smile.

After saying that, he focused on the chessboard, but he muttered in his heart: Practitioner? What is a practitioner? Are you a practitioner? Then if you find a practitioner of the same kind, you may find something about your own origin! At least you can find out people or things related to the secluded garden.

Wang Wujian's words almost overturned Bai Rongqi's chessboard, and then shouted that six colleagues would trample him down together.

At this moment, it is not only Bai Rong who is unstable, but also Bai Shixiong, who is sitting in the stands of the chess field.

The broad-faced square forehead shows full domineering, and the thick-browed tiger's eyes released a formidable majesty. He played with two iron balls with one black and one bright in his hand. As his mood became urgent, the crisp collision sound gradually accelerated. For a moment, he whispered to the old housekeeper standing behind him, "Do you know where this boy is?"

The old housekeeper's name is Bai Fu. He has been following Bai Shixiong for decades and knows his temperament well. After listening to the question, he bowed his head and replied, "I have never seen him before. Maybe he is a stranger who happens to pass by!"

"Go, go and check it immediately. It should not be separated from Qin Wangtang. People who can get hidden appreciation are definitely not ordinary people. Should it be solved or not? It's up to you!"

"Yes, I'm going now!"

Bai Fu bowed slightly and hurried to the chess field.

The situation on the chessboard has a one-sided trend, which makes Bai Rong unable to stabilize his mind and resist, because if he doesn't do it again, his "preparation" will not be able to play its due role. His right hand is unnaturally placed on the sachet hanging around his waist.

That's the top-secret magic weapon he relies on to win. It's called "winning kit". On the surface, it looks like a sachet, but what's in it is not a spice, but an ancestral poison called: a second-second magic agent.

This kind of poison is colorless and tasteless, and it is impossible to investigate and deal with the signs of poisoning afterwards. The most important thing is to let the poisoned person obey his command in the blink of an eye, but only a short moment of kung fu will automatically lose its effect. However, in the game, if you are not careful, you will lose the whole game. As long as you control the opponent to go wrong, you will be sure to win.

Therefore, the one-second control agent is Bai Rong's invincible killer. In the face of a strong man like Wang Wujian, he can't care that the other party is a powerful practitioner. If he continues to slow down like this, I'm afraid he will show his feet.

Just as he was holding a handful of cold sweat and preparing to shoot the button of the ice needle secretly, there was a sudden sound of ** under the stage.

"It's him, it's him, innocent beatings and blackmails. Officials must not let him go, and they must make decisions for the grassroots!"

A man with bandages all over his body, but no one needed to help him, pointed to Wang Wujian and shouted loudly. With him were more than a dozen men with blue noses and blue faces, or bandages, and there was also a team of energetic officers and soldiers.

It was easy to see such a genius with amazing chess power playing chess, but they inexplicably disturbed the crowd and stared at them angrily and hatefully.

However, people can't avoid officers and soldiers, and the dense crowd has already given up a very spacious passage.

A hardcover middle-aged man with a fast catcher hit his head with a steel knife in his hand, followed by more than a dozen government officials in two teams, all of whom looked awe-inspiring, like arresting thieves.

The catcher first showed the number one arrest document to the superintendent. This kind of arrest document is irresistible, and the superintendent did not dare to stop it and carry out his official duties.

"What's your last name and where is your home?"

The catcher pointed to Wang Wujian and asked coldly.

"The surname is Jiang, the name is Shengzhe, home... Er, official, I don't know what crime I have committed? Thank you for your help.

Wang Wujian asked with a smile without surprise or anger. When he saw the bandage brother, he was already clear in his heart. When I started to fight the cow wind, I had already expected this possible situation, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. He couldn't help sighing secretly that he was about to win this game of chess. After making such a fuss, he definitely couldn't continue and missed the opportunity to seriously hit Bai Rong.

"You are suspected of beating others unreasoningly in public and causing them to be seriously disabled. Now there is an arrest warrant here. Please go back to the government with me."

The catcher shouted sternly, with a cold face that made people dare not disobey his orders.

"I can go with you, but please give me more time to play five moves."

Wang Wujian still said naturally.

"No, I can't let this boy go. He wants to delay his time to escape. Official, please do it quickly. If you hesitate, it will change!"

Niu Feng on the field also understood what gobang meant, so he shouted. Although he has no skin all over his body, it does not affect his walking and speaking. Wang Wujian's skill of beating people is pure, reaching the highest level of hurting his skin without hurting his tibia.

"Please!"

The catcher waved his hand, and the two servants behind him came forward. One of them rubbed his handcuffs from his waist and made a forced arrest.

"Go ahead, I will ask the supervisor to close the game. We will continue after you get rid of the prison. Hey hey, I'm going to beat you!"

Bai Rong smiled cunningly and said that when he recognized that the bandage brother was Niu Feng, he immediately became happy. No matter what disaster he caused and was beaten, it was a great achievement to be able to solve Wang Wujian, a powerful opponent for himself and keep his championship title.

"Ha ha, you are lucky today, but I have to remind you that next time, I will make you lose worse!"

Wang Wujian smiled slightly, then stood up and looked at Tianqiao Tuhun and Qin Zheng with apologetically, and finally followed the catcher and bandage brother Niu Feng and others to the government.

The county magistrate with a "bright mirror hanging high" plaque on his head sat in the public case. The wolf-like yamen were divided into two classes. There was a crisp sound, and the yamen on both sides shouted together: "Wei-Wu-"

"Who is under the hall? Why don't you kneel down when you see me?"

The county magistrate raised his eight-character long beard and asked unhappily.

"Go back to my lord, Xiaomin can't kneel down!"

Wang Wujian said respectfully.

"Can't kneel? Why can't you kneel?"

The county magistrate suppressed his inner anger and asked.

"Xiaomin came from a remote mountainous area and came to the city to seek good medical treatment because of a serious illness. People in my hometown have always believed that their legs are the essence of their parents. Usually, supporting their parents with their legs is a backfeed. Once they get sick, they return their legs to their parents. At this time, it is most taboo to kneel down. Even if they are thousands of miles away, once they kneel down, their parents will also lose their lives. Therefore, for the sake of their parents at home, they really can't kneel down. Please The human body is compassionate to the people's intention, open up the net.

After Wang Wujian said very sincerely, he bowed respectfully. The reason why he did this was that he didn't look like a fool, let alone the evil spirit of corrupt officials. He thought he could do things impartially.

"Your Excellency, the grass people can't kneel down, you, look at me..."

Niu Feng said pitifully.

Wang Wujian secretly moved his power, and his right hand moved slightly, but he pushed out a palm. With a strong force in the palm wind, it hit Niu Feng's right leg.

Niu Feng pretended to stand unsteadily. He was suddenly hit by this blow and suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.

"Ah, are you sneaking on me?"

"Shut up, you unruly, how dare you lie in court. If it weren't for the fact that you were injured, I would reward you with the 20 boards first!" Seeing Niu Feng lying with his eyes open, the county magistrate sprinkled his unhappiness on him, looked at Wang Wujian with a pale face, and said, "As for you, I will see your filial piety. Let's not let you kneel down. All right, the plaintiff will submit the paper first.

A black-nosed and swollen-faced hitter behind Niu Feng handed out the paper and finally handed it to the county magistrate.

The county magistrate stared at it, and a trace of obscure impatientness flashed on his face from time to time. Wang Wujian can guess this without thinking. It must be Niu Feng who mentioned on the paper that he was a person of six and five halls, and the power of six and five halls was so powerful that his county magistrate was naturally under pressure. You know, they are the masters of the people above them!

"Are you Wang Wujian? They sued you for beating people innocently. Do you have anything to say?

The county magistrate asked.

"It can be seen that adults are wise and understanding people. Before Xiaomin complains about his grievances, he dares to ask a few questions. I don't know if it's possible?"

Wang Wujian asked.

"Well, let's talk about it. I have always enforced the law impartially and will never tolerate adultery."

The county magistrate solemnly brushed his long beard and said.

"Excuse me, is gambling illegal?"

Wang Wujian asked, he is completely illiterate about the laws of this world.

"Of course, it violates the law. According to the law of our Heavenly Dynasty, winning or losing more than 100 taels of silver is considered gambling. According to the circumstances, the punishment is also different!"

The county magistrate.

"What's the penalty for betting on 1,500 silver?"

Wang Wujian asked.

"According to the law, if you bet a hundred or two, you will be fined ten sticks, each with ten taels plus one stick, and two hundred sticks are capped, and you bet 1,500 taels of silver, that is, one hundred and fifty sticks. If the prisoner is in poor physique, he can be imprisoned for ten sticks a day.

The master next to him replied.