I'm the best catcher in martial arts

Liu Suifeng calculated everything, but there were things he couldn't calculate. He was not omnipotent!

To be honest, it was his good luck to encounter Guan Yutian's romantic affair. If he tried to scheme against Sifangmen, he would probably be so angry that he would bleed.

Among the Sifang Sect members, the older ones don’t know who their children are, and the younger ones don’t know who their biological fathers are.

Only two can be confirmed.

Ximen Ruoshui Yunying is unmarried.

Beitang Mo’s biological daughter Beitang Xiner.

Others such as Dongfang Qingmu, Dongfang Baishi, Nangong Lie, and even Yuan Xiaotian and Yi Shuihan all hide unknown secrets. These secrets are too confusing and they are just playing games with their father.

Sifangmen, Qingtian Sword Sect, and the three Tianlong brothers, the filming of "Where Are We Going, Dad" started directly.

Really, where are you going, daddy?

Who is my father?

Whose son am I?

Even a wise man like Liu Suifeng would feel very distressed by this and stay away from him.

He is afraid of becoming mentally retarded!

Being exposed to this for a long time can indeed lead to mental retardation!

You also have to stay in contact, otherwise you are likely to be tricked by someone relying on the father-son relationship, such as the Supreme Alliance.

Guan Yutian and Ren Qianxing have already recognized each other. Ren Qianxing even went to the ancestral land of the Demon Sword Legacy Clan to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. He learned the Demon Sword Legacy Clan swordsmanship and became the proper heir to the clan leader.

Nowadays, the Western Region is turbulent, and its current rise will only become a meal for others. As long as it grows up peacefully under the protection of Guan Yutian, it can safely inherit the Supreme Alliance.

Is betrayal necessary?

Why do you stab your own father in the back when you have nothing to do?

Lu Bu only stabbed his adoptive father in the back, and it was profitable every time. Ren Qianxing stabbed Guan Yutian in the back, not only did he gain nothing, but he was in danger of death.

Guan Yutian said coldly: "The power gang shouts slogans loudly, but in fact they are too small-minded. They think about crooked ways all day long, and it is difficult to achieve anything big."

Ren Qianxing asked: "Dad, I heard that Li Chenzhou is very good in martial arts. Can you beat him?"

Guan Yutian said: "If the magic sword is born, I am sure I can beat him. Without the magic sword in my hand, I can't beat his magical fists, but what can I do? So what if he can beat me? I have a son, Li Chenzhou doesn't !”

Speaking of this, Guan Yutian became more and more proud.

Although Li Chenzhou was at his peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, as the leader of a large force and dreaming of ruling the world, he didn't even have a son. This was a big joke.

It's just a martial arts sect. At worst, the inheritance is passed on to the disciples. A direct disciple is equivalent to a son.

You want to dominate the world!

If you don’t have a son, who will you pass your empire to?

Without a son, what would the civil and military ministers think?

Even if you want to create a foundation in the Western Region, such as a city like Sifang City, you still need to work hard for several years, then give birth to a son, and then train a son, which takes at least twenty years. How many twenty years are there in a life?

Every time he thought about this, Guan Yutian felt that he was very lucky. His relationship was ruined by an elder when he was young. After that, he worked hard to practice martial arts and gradually became indifferent to women.

Just when he was thinking about the successor, God sent a son. Isn't this a great blessing?

Ren Qianxing asked: "Dad, Zorushen is hidden so deeply, should we get rid of him directly?"

Guan Yutian waved his hand: "No need, Liao Rushen likes to hide in the dark and use his brains to trick people, and Liu Suifeng likes to stab people in the back. In this case, let them stab each other and see who can stab them. Who else!"

"We don't need to make any preparations?"

"Of course it is necessary. To open the ancestral treasure, you need to go through the chess game of life and death. Your martial arts is quite good, but your chess skills are not good enough. I will pass on the ancestral chess records to you!"

Guan Yutian has full confidence in the chess records, and Ren Qianxing is also looking forward to the chess records that have been handed down for five hundred years.

It's a pity that Ying Shuntian died early and didn't write down the secret to victory, otherwise why bother?

How to win?

I will kill whoever dares to defeat me!

I killed everyone who was better at chess than me, until no one dared to beat me. My chess skills were the best in the world!

If you are indecisive, draw your sword and kill someone!

It’s that simple for the Demon Sword Relics to do things.

…

Shen Lian held a volume of chess records in his hand.

This is a gift from Guo Bujing to Shen Lian. It comes from the Xixia Palace. It is said to be the "Thousand Spirits Chess Book" left by General Ying Shuntian five hundred years ago.

Shen Lian: (；￣д￣)

Master, are you kidding me?

Not everything is better as it gets older.

For example, the martial arts secrets from five thousand years ago and the Huntian Baojian passed down by Empress Nuwa must be invincible.

The chess records from five hundred years ago, especially those left by Ying Shuntian, and the most basic introductory textbooks from any chess academy are much better than this thing.

Whether it is Go or Xiangqi, skills develop with the times, and future generations will be better than their predecessors.

The descendants of martial arts may not be better than the ancestors. For example, no Shaolin disciple can be as good as Bodhidharma, and Wudang disciples cannot beat Zhang Sanfeng. The descendants must be stronger in chess skills.

Those chess masters in Shen Lian's memory, those chess masters and Go masters of later generations, could easily beat the national players of this era and win every battle.

Even the "Time Assassin" who "punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten" can easily beat Wu Yazi, and even make Wu Yazi's two sons.

This is already considered polite.

The actual gap may be much larger than this!

It's not that he looks down on these masters, but Shen Lian respects the career they insist on. Who doesn't want the career he insists on to prosper? Who would want their career to remain stagnant, stagnant, and get worse?

To say that their chess skills are unprecedented and unparalleled in the world is that their careers are not as good as the previous generations.

Is there any more vicious insult than this?

Especially for Chinese people, the consequences of being complacent are engraved in their bones!

Shen Lian frowned and looked through the chess record. The opening move was to hit the horse with a flying cannon. The explanation was that it would be better to lose the chess than to lose the momentum, which meant that the start should be aggressive and intimidate the enemy.

Shen Lian: (⊙﹏⊙)

I am a martial artist, not an illiterate.

Are you kidding me?

Flying cannons to hit horses can indeed create momentum. It can bring out the opponent's momentum, and the opponent will go crazy with joy.

Originally, he lost the first move with the last move, but he immediately took the second lead by flying cannon and hitting the knight. This is the stiniest and worst start in chess, worse than the start of the veteran leaving the palace.

The only thing worse than this is the "iron pulley"!

(PS: The iron pulley, that is, the car is released at the beginning, which is equivalent to actively putting the horse under the muzzle, using the horse in exchange for quickly moving the car, directly losing a big man!)

Unless the gap in chess skills is too big, or both sides are bad chess players, this kind of bad start can almost be said to be a sure defeat, and the only way to win is with the sword.

Wang Lianhua came over curiously to take a look.

He knows everything, and naturally he can also play chess. He looked at the Qianling chess score curiously, and then almost vomited.

Playing chess with a weak player will affect your chess skills, because your thinking will be infected by the weak player's thinking unconsciously, and your response speed will be greatly weakened. Masters play chess with masters to enhance their skills.

Wang Lianhua likes to play chess with masters. She has played chess with Shen Zaikuan several times these days and feels that she has gained a lot.

After reading the chess records, Wang Lianhua just wanted to refine a bottle of regret medicine. Why should I read this?

"Old Shen, what kind of chess game is this?"

"The chess record that is invincible in every battle. General Ying Shuntian relied on this chess record to win every battle. He only lost once in his life, and his life came to an end."

"Can this piece of shit be victorious in every battle?"

"If Pang Ban raises his fist and you take a step, he will cough, and his fist is ready to go. I would like to ask Mr. Wang whether he will lose this game, lose, or lose?"

"Can't you just talk about martial arts?"

Wang Lianhua complained angrily.

What is a chess record that is always victorious, it turns out to be a sword technique that is always victorious. For the last time, they failed to defeat the opponent, and then they overturned, and the consequences were that they both perished.

“That shows that I don’t respect the ancients.

Many people say that I do not respect the sages. In fact, I respect them very much, but in a different way.

The way I think about problems is different from most people. I like to develop through inheritance, inherit the good things, improve the bad things, develop the ideas of the sages, and step on the shoulders of the sages to move forward.

If I can see further than the sages, it is not because I am taller, stronger, or prouder, but because I stand on their shoulders.

They use their shoulders to build a ladder for me to move forward, and I give back by surpassing them.

This is true respect.

If it remains unchanged, it is just a pool of stagnant water.

How to raise a real dragon from a pool of stagnant water?

Being conservative, stubborn and rigid, self-contained, self-conscious, and arrogant will result in being completely surpassed by others and being completely eliminated by the current of the world. "

Shen Lian casually handed the chess score to Zuo Shi and motioned Zuo Shi to send the chess score to Sword Making City and hand it over to Liu Changjie.

Liu Changjie knew how to use this chess book.

Wang Lianhua felt something: "Old Shen, you seem to be a rebellious guy, but in fact, what you said is really reasonable. I have learned a lesson."

"Am I considered your master?"

"I don't have any objections, but my master has a special destiny. All his masters are dead."

"No one alive?"

"Not even half of it!"

Shen Lian: ≡┏|*Д|

Running still requires swinging with both hands. Swinging with one hand is too awkward, and it is not fast enough for a wheelchair.

…

Fang Yeyu returned to the Mengyuan Royal Court, Liu Suifeng was busy stabbing each other with Liao Rushen, the Supreme Alliance Sword Forging City was secretly rubbing the swords, and the Sea Shark Palace was digesting the harvest of the war.

The most important thing is that Zhu Di defeated Xixia and the army was about to return in triumph, providing the greatest deterrent to Shen Zaikuan.

Shen Zaikuan used the Kingdom of Qiuci as a springboard to reach alliances with various countries in the Western Regions. When he left the Western Regions, he had already won over most of the countries. The entire Silk Road has been unobstructed since then, and several forces have been eliminated with ruthless hands.

Liu Changjie stayed in Zhujian City.

There were many secrets that he needed to explore. He was originally thinking about how to enter the game, but he didn't expect Shen Lian to send Qianling chess records, and he immediately thought of seven or eight strategies.

Shen Lian returned in a wheelchair.

In fact, Shen Lian's legs were not damaged, and the damage to his internal organs had long been cured by Wang Lianhua. Most of the bones in his left shoulder had also healed, and his horse riding was not affected at all.

It's just that the wheelchair is very comfortable. Feng Siniang and Zuo Shi are always responsive to the patients' requests.

Comfortable!

It’s so comfortable!

Only Liangju Yue Yaer was a little dissatisfied. Shen Lian wanted to use a BMW to pull a wheelchair, but it looked too cowardly. After Jing Tao Zhang's persuasion, Shen Lian gave up this graphic performance art.

Not all the army that attacked Xixia will return.

Attack is not the goal, occupation is the goal.

In the next period of time, Zhu Yuanzhang will send civil and military officials to appease the people, implement the Ming Dynasty's policies in Xixia, and quickly and completely occupy Xixia.

Zhu Di led some elite troops back, while most of the soldiers stayed in Xixia as a deterrent.

Shen Lian originally wanted to see Zhu Di, but the two parties were not walking on the same road, so he could only continue to use the wheelchair.

…

The killing in Jinling has come to an end.

Hu Weiyong and the Tianming Sect were defeated.

The elite of the Destiny Sect were almost uprooted. The spies who had worked so hard to arrange were all found by Lu Bing. The masters who worked hard to recruit were killed by a hail of thousands of arrows.

Even Shan Yuru, the leader of the Tianming Cult, was seriously injured by the abbot of Huangjue Temple and fled in panic.

Hu Weiyong's party members were all exterminated, and the third prince Zhu Fan was even more involved, killing countless people. The Qinhuai River was dyed red with blood, and 30,000 people were killed in succession.

The princes and nobles who are high and mighty today will be thrown into prison tomorrow, and sent to Caishikou to be beheaded the day after tomorrow.

Although Hu Weiyong's power was huge, he definitely did not have so many people. A large part of them were implicated, and some of them offended Zhu Fan and were killed by the opportunity.

The entire Jinling was killed and turned into blood.

Everyone was shocked by Zhu Fan's murderous nature.

Then, I felt that the prince was too kind.

Your Majesty, please don’t change the prince!

If Zhu Fan came to power, wouldn't blood flow like a river?

…

Shan Yuru ran in the woods in a panic.

As the leader of the Destiny Sect, Shan Yuru had countless resources in her hands. With money and beauty, she bribed Zhu Fan's close men and allowed him to open a gap.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Fan, wait for me.

There is no way this matter can just be forgotten.

The Tianming Sect upholds the destiny and will never be destroyed. When I come back, I will definitely overturn the Ming Dynasty!

The more Shan Yuru thought about it, the more angry she became. She was so angry that she didn't even notice that there was another person in front of her.

This man is tall and majestic, with a rough face, a pair of yellow eyes that seem to be awake and drunk, and his hands are at least two to four inches longer than ordinary people. He has a weasel on his shoulder, a long sword on his back, and a sword wrapped around his waist. A small baggage.

The number one master of the Nu Jiao Gang is making waves!

Of course Shan Yuru knew Lang Fanyun, and subconsciously roared: "Lang Fanyun, why are you blocking the road?"

Lang Fanyun said coldly: "Of course I am grateful to the leader for the generous gift. When Xixi fell ill, he was fortunate to have the leader send a miracle doctor. He was so kind and kind, but he could not repay the kindness, so he used this rain-covering sword to repay the leader's kindness."

At that time, Lang Fanyun's wife Ji Xixi was ill, and the miracle doctor who treated her was a spy from the Tianming Cult. He wanted to take the opportunity to kill Ji Xixi in order to break Lang Fanyun's sword heart.

Fortunately, Shen Yumen sent a miracle doctor in time and cured Ji Xixi's illness, otherwise she would have died long ago.

On weekdays, the Tianming Sect is hidden and Lang Fanyun cannot find Shan Yuru. Now she shows up on her own initiative. If Lang Fanyun doesn't take revenge, is he still a swordsman?

"Shen Yumen, this bastard bastard, I blame him for meddling in other people's business. I will kill him sooner or later!"

Lang Fanyun slowly pulled out the Rain-Reflecting Sword: "We have no grudges, but you let someone harm my beloved wife. If I let you leave today, the heart of the sword will really be broken. If you want to break the heart of my sword, you might as well Do it yourself!”