roccoschili Chapter 103: A Stunning 5
Chapter 103: A Stunning 5
Mo Qinghe seemed to be stimulated by the scene just now. Her attack was fierce in the early stage of the game, and Su Yanhua could only defend continuously. Soon, the game entered a white-hot stage.
A chess game is like a war. What is most valuable about Su Yanhua compared to other noble ladies is that she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Looking at the war situation, a chess game is more like a match for her. No matter how outstanding the chess game of Mo Qinghe, who is of noble status, is, it is just talk on paper. How can he compare with Su Yanhua, who has a deep understanding of the game.
Suddenly, Su Yanhua's chess pieces became aggressive, and the method of marching and deploying troops was used in the chess game. Every move was filled with murderous intent, and the black pieces attacked continuously, encircling and moving forward.
A black chess piece is put into the battle, deciding life or death!
Su Yanhua raised her eyes and said calmly: "You lose!"
In less than half an hour, Mo Qinghe was completely defeated!
Mo Qinghe looked at the complicated chess game in disbelief. Her white pieces were surrounded by black pieces, leaving no room for maneuver.
Su Yanhua plays chess with a calm and relaxed manner, making it difficult for people to detect her arrangements. At first glance, her chess moves are calm and peaceful, but her moves are strange and unpredictable, with traps everywhere. Her handling of details is so exquisite that it is breathtaking.
Each of Su Yanhua's moves seemed messy, but in fact they were all carefully planned. Because of her anger, she had already stepped into Su Yanhua's trap in the first step.
Mo Qinghe's face turned very ugly, and even the finest rouge could not hide his hideous face.
The colors are so colorful and beautiful!
"Next—"
Poetry and songs are also Su Yanhua's weaknesses. She failed the literary examination in her previous life because of this.
In this event, Su Yanhua's opponent is Su Ruoxi, the sisters of the Su family, who finally draw their swords and meet each other.
Su Ruoxi knew that Su Yanhua was not very talented in poetry and calligraphy, and this was also the area in which she had the greatest hope of winning in front of everyone.
Although she didn't know why Su Yanhua had made such rapid progress in just a few days, she still thought that Su Yanhua was still the same Su Yanhua who knew nothing about poetry.
She couldn't help but grab the handkerchief. She couldn't lose this time, she absolutely couldn't lose!
Not only for Mo Cerong, but also for her!
She wants everyone to know that Su Yanhua is still a fool!
But the results were always unsatisfactory. While she was racking her brains to write a poem, Su Yanhua next to her had already finished and handed it in.
This action made her heart panic, so panicked that she had no energy to think about the following poem. She was confused for a long time and wrote a few lines in a hurry before the allotted time was up.
After reading their works, the emperor and the empress showed satisfied smiles on their faces.
As expected, the winner is Su Yanhua!
Su Ruoxi looked at Su Yanhua. She was still so calm and composed. To her, it was as casual as just saying her name.
She lost, lost to Su Yanhua again, and was defeated by the legitimate daughter. After all, the concubine's daughter could not defeat the legitimate daughter.
Su Ruoxi didn't dare to look at the people below anymore. She was afraid of seeing everyone's disdainful and sarcastic eyes, so she could only hurried away as a loser.
What no one expected was that in the last round, Su Yanhua's opponents were Yan Jinyao and Xu Qing.
Needless to say, Su Yanhua was already shocked by the first two competitions. Xu Qing had never lived in Lingcheng and was not proficient in these things, but he could still win the competition in the end.
Yan Jinyao stopped him and said, "Put all these away."
The maids had just lifted the canvas up when they suddenly heard something and their expressions froze.
"Your Majesty, in the first few events, Jin Yao saw the talents of the noble ladies of Yunqin, which really opened my eyes. I think there is no need to compete in literature. I would like to compete with them in martial arts."
Everyone stared with eyes wide open, unable to believe it.
The emperor wondered, "But Xu Qing doesn't know how to fight, how can we compete?"
Yan Jinyao raised her proud head. "Miss Su and Miss Xu will be paired together. I will be paired with the Second Miss Su. The Eldest Miss Su will be against me. The other two will each have a sword flower on their bodies. Between Miss Su and me, whoever removes the other's sword flower first will win."
"I wonder how Miss Su is doing?"
Su Yanhua was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Yan Jinyao was thinking of. She looked at Xu Qing and asked, "Can you do it?"
Xu Qingmei's eyes flickered as she nodded, "I can do it."
Seeing Xu Qing agreed, Su Yanhua naturally had no objection.
Su Ruoxi below did not expect that she was arranged for this inexplicably. Since the three of them agreed, she naturally had no reason to resist.
The two men wore beautiful sword flowers on their waists. Su Yanhua and Yan Jinyao each swung their swords, their eyes full of determination, and the battle was about to break out.
"Miss Su, why don't we make a bet?" A smile flashed across Yan Jinyao's bright face.
"What bet?" Su Yanhua asked.
Yan Jinyao whispered something in Su Yanhua's ear, and Su Yanhua's expression became a little strange.
Xing Jian beside him lowered his eyes. What news was there that they couldn't hear?
Nalan just drank his tea, his eyes flickering slightly as he looked at Yan Jinyao, complex and unpredictable.
Mo Cerong's gaze kept turning between Su Ruoxi and Su Yanhua, his face gloomy, and I wonder what he was thinking?
Su Yanhua glanced at Xing Jian and said to Yan Jinyao in a deep voice, "Why should I agree to you?"
Yan Jinyao's smile was still bright, and her almond-shaped eyes exuded danger: "Don't you want to know if he really likes you?"
After he finished speaking, Su Yanhua looked at the woman in front of him with extremely complicated eyes.
What did she know?
She turned her head slightly, her gaze once again resting on Xing Jian. In that moment, time seemed to freeze. Her eyes revealed an indescribable complex emotion.
Yan Jinyao was as swift as the wind, the razor-sharp sword in her hand flashing with cold light as she charged straight at Xu Qing with the force of a thunderbolt! Su Yanhua, who had been waiting for an opportunity, naturally wouldn't sit idly by. With a fixed gaze, she instantly swung out her sword and charged forward.
"Dang!" The two swords collided, making a crisp sound. However, Yan Jinyao had clearly underestimated Su Yanhua's strength. A huge recoil force came, causing her to involuntarily step back several steps.
After gaining his footing, Yan Jinyao looked at Su Yanhua in astonishment, thinking to himself: This woman's skills are so profound, it seems I need to be careful when dealing with her.
At the same time, the little princess standing in the audience nervously clutched the handkerchief in her hand, her beautiful eyes fixed on the two people fighting fiercely on the stage, her heart in her throat.
In a flash, Su Yanhua's delicate body flashed, leaping up like a lithe swallow. Her movements were fluid and seamless, and in the blink of an eye, she was close to Su Ruoxi. Then, like a serpent, the longsword in her hand struck Su Ruoxi's side at a strange and treacherous angle.
Suddenly, Xu Qing let out a cry of surprise. It turned out that while Su Yanhua and Su Ruoxi were fighting, Yan Jinyao attacked again.
And this time, her target was the unsuspecting Xu Qing! Yan Jinyao rushed forward like lightning, sword in hand, the sharp blade pointing straight at Xu Qing's chest, and it looked like a disaster was about to happen.
Su Yanhua's expression changed. Is she crazy?
It was too late for Su Yanhua to turn around and stop it.
A figure flashed over from the table and hugged Xu Qing, helping him avoid the sharp sword.
The man stood tall and straight, like a sturdy pine tree standing proudly in the world. The green palace robe he wore was as smooth and delicate as fine porcelain, shimmering with a faint luster.
Especially those narrow and long phoenix eyes, with slightly upturned corners revealing an imperceptible arc, and between the smile and the half-smile, there is a faint sense of danger that makes people feel uneasy, like a beast hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity to move, making people dare not approach easily.
If the man is not Xing Jian, then who else could he be?