As soon as Mo Xia returned to the room, he took out the chessboard and said to Jiang Beiran, "Senior brother! The opponent I met today is so powerful! He..."
"Let's discuss it later, I have to go out first."
"Hey!?"
Mo Xia's expression froze in an instant. On the way back just now, he didn't say a word to his senior brother, just so that his senior brother could take a good "walk", and he could play chess directly when he came back later, but he didn't expect his senior brother to go for a walk again .
"You resume the game yourself first, I'll be back soon." Rubbing Mo Xia's hair, Jiang Beiran turned and opened the door and walked out.
Beside a pool, Jiang Beiran stopped Wu Qingce and asked, "What are you looking for?"
Just now when Jiang Beiran returned to the room, he sensed Wu Qingce's profound energy, and knew that he had something to look for him.
"Brother, have you seen that Mu Yao's competition?"
"Look."
"She's so fast! And the attack is very fierce. No one has survived five moves under her hands until now."
"Scared?"
"It's not that I'm afraid... it's just..."
Seeing Wu Qingce hesitate to speak, Jiang Beiran said, "Do you want me to give you some advice?"
After hearing this, Wu Qingce immediately beamed and said, "Yes!"
"Stop dreaming, work hard, I'm leaving." Jiang Beiran turned and left after speaking.
"Master..."
Wu Qingce who waved Erkang's hand finally didn't shout out, but soon, he seemed to understand something.
'Brother doesn't give me advice, it means he thinks my strength is enough to defeat that Mu Yao! This is my brother's trust in me! '
After realizing it, Wu Qingce's self-confidence instantly increased, and the tension in his heart was also swept away.
The next morning, in a chess hall, Mo Xia sitting on a bamboo chair was waiting for his next opponent.
"Brother Jiu Ri, you must win faster today, or you will miss my competition."
Standing not far behind Mo Xia, Jiang Beiran raised his head, and from a distance, he saw the Mu brothers and sisters who had been in the limelight for the past two days walking towards them.
The younger sister is Mu Yao. When the Devil Sect first came, she showed her third-level cultivation as a mysterious master. In addition, she said before that she is the most capable person in the entire Spirit Dragon Sect. Therefore, all decent disciples put She became the ceiling of the Demon Cult's combat power.
But she didn't expect that she also had a more vigorous brother named Mu Jiuri, whose cultivation base had reached the fourth level of Xuanshi. In the past two days, none of the decent disciples could do a trick like his.
Moreover, this Mu Jiuri is not only powerful, but also amazing in terms of talent. He is proficient in Go, Guzheng, painting, calligraphy and so on.
Not only that, Mu Jiuri's appearance is also very outstanding. The first time he appeared on the stage, he was competing for the guzheng. He wore a red dress, black sleeves, and sat on the ground. His long black hair was untied, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a straight nose and lips. Thin, giving people a sense of noble Tsinghua University.
After the song was played, although many female disciples on the decent side couldn't show it because of the "camp" problem, Jiang Bei could see that a large part of them were fans of Mu Jiuri.
Pushed all the way to the chessboard by Mu Yao, Mu Jiuri nodded to Mo Xia, and then sat opposite him.
"Brother Jiuri, hurry up, hurry up."
But Mu Jiuri shook his head: "Mu Yao, don't mess around, what does dad usually teach us?"
"I know~ you have to respect every opponent, okay, okay, if I don't speak, don't stare at me like that."
"The painting style of this prince of the Devil's Cult is really strange..."
Looking at this Young Master Pianpian up close, Jiang Beiran really couldn't connect him with those strange-looking Demon Sect disciples.
When the chief referee came over, Mo Xia and Mu Jiuri saluted each other, and the match officially began.
"Da da da"
…
The sound of moves kept ringing, and soon, Mo Xia's expression became serious, because he found that the opponent in front of him was playing chess completely out of common sense.
Generally speaking, at the beginning of the game, most chess players like to attack and defend around the corner first.
Because the corner is backed by the edge of the chessboard, you only need to hold two directions. Even if the corner is lost, it will lean to the side, so you only need to hold three directions.
But Mu Jiuri directly attacked the central abdomen area. You must know that the central abdomen area has to defend in four directions. This is like not looking for a cover when fighting, and directly using an open area with air leakage on all sides as a base.
In the end, because Mo Xia cared too much about why Mu Jiuri went down like this, he became more and more chaotic, and lost his territory again and again.
In the end, Mo Xia, who couldn't find any chance of winning, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and stared at the chessboard.
"I... I admit defeat."
Mo Xia, who was full of unwillingness in her heart, shed a line of hot tears, and her body couldn't stop shaking.
"Your chess skills are very good, and I look forward to playing against you again in the future." After Mu Jiuri finished speaking, he bowed to Mo Xia, but before he got up to leave, his eyes stopped on Jiang Beiran's face not far away for a while.
Feeling the other party's gaze, Jiang Beiran nodded towards him as a greeting.
"Brother Jiuri! What are you looking at, go, go, my competition will start soon!"
Mu Jiuri, who was pulled by Mu Yao, also nodded towards Jiang Beiran, then turned and left.
After a while, Jiang Beiran walked up to Mo Xia and rubbed his hair, "He's very good, you won't be wronged if you lose to him."
After hearing this, Mo Xia cried even louder, as if trying to vent the sense of loss in his body.
"It's time for my game, do you want to keep crying, or come and watch?"
After hearing this, Mo Xia wiped away tears vigorously, and said firmly and forcefully, "It depends."
"Well, then come along."
It took an hour for Jiang Beiran to finish off his opponent. Under the disbelieving eyes of the demon disciples opposite, Jiang Beiran got up and saluted him, and left the chess hall.
"Senior brother... Tomorrow you will definitely beat that Mu Jiuri!" said Mo Xia who came out with Jiang Beiran.
After three days of go selection, today is the day of the semi-finals. After winning the last opponent, Jiang Beiran's only opponent is Mu Jiuri.
"Have you found out his chess strength?" Jiang Beiran asked.
"I..." Mo Xia hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know." But he quickly raised his face and said firmly: "But I'm sure, brother, your chess strength must be higher than his!"
Jiang Beiran smiled slightly and replied, "Okay, brother will try his best not to let you down."
After Mo Xia went back to read the game records, Jiang Beiran walked to the ring area and found that Wu Qingce had already won today's game and advanced to the semi-finals, and tomorrow's opponent was that Mu Yao.
In Xushi, when the last competition was over, there were only fifteen people left on the side of the upright disciples. At this time, all the competitions basically came to an end, that is to say, during the final head-to-head confrontation, the upright disciples were still beaten.
A few sects whose disciples have been eliminated have gone back early, and they didn't even come out to eat together.
"My virtuous brother teaches well, and the disciples in the sect are all excellent."
In the banquet hall, Guan Shi'an looked at Lu Yinlong and said.
Now there are still three contestants in the sect, leaving only the concealed moon sect and the Guixin sect, but many sects think that the Guixin sect is just lucky, because other sects also have disciples like Wu Qingce who have just broken through to the profound master realm, such as Xuanyangzong, Tianwenzong, and even Tianwenzong's disciple had reached the third level of Xuanshi, but they met Mu Jiuri and Mu Yao in the previous competition, and they lost together.
So in their eyes, Wu Qingce, who has just broken through to become a Profound Master, is just a lucky one. He will definitely lose to Mu Yao in the competition tomorrow.
"It's better to hide that there are many talents in Yuezong. Yanqing's strength is obvious to all. He will definitely win for our decent disciples."
Wang Yanqing, he is the strongest among the contemporary disciples of the Moon Sect. Before departure, everyone in the Guixin Sect believed that he would be Wu Qingce's strongest opponent, but now he has met Mu Jiuri in the semi-finals, can he Getting to the final is still a problem.
Guan Shi'an sighed: "I just hope that he will not regret tomorrow."
Before the start of the Yingjie Youth Club, Guan Shi'an had great confidence in Wang Yanqing, but after seeing Mu Jiuri's performance two days ago, he couldn't help worrying about whether his disciples could pass his test.
"Oh, are you flattering each other? Take me one." At this moment, Yin Jianghong, who smelled of alcohol, came over with a flagon.
Glancing at him helplessly, Guan Shi'an said, "I know your sons and daughters are amazing, so I don't need you to brag about them."
In the past three days, Guan Shi'an's temper has been tempered by Yin Jianghong. Although he knew that the opponent was here to play, his performance was not so excessive. .
"Hahaha, I'm even ashamed of what Sect Master Guan said. Hey, those little boys in my teaching are having a bonfire banquet outside. Do you want to go outside to have fun together? What's the point of being inside?"
"No, I'm fine here."
"Hi!" Yin Jianghong hiccupped, "Many of your upright disciples have also gone, aren't you worried?"
"They naturally have their suzerain to follow, what am I worried about."
As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. After the four-day competition, the disciples of both sides have formed a deep friendship, but they have become acquainted.
From ridiculing each other at the beginning, it has now turned into rivalry with each other, and getting along is not as awkward as it was at the beginning.
"Gudu... Gudu...ha~" With a breath of alcohol, Yin Jianghong smiled and said, "I have to say, I didn't expect that there were a few of you decent disciples who could fight. At first, I thought that our demon sect could take over the front Eight."
"You think it's pretty." Guan Shi'an snorted coldly.
Although it has to be admitted that the Devil's Cult is superior in terms of overall strength, several top disciples from Zhengpai's side have finally managed to fight their way out, saving some face for Zhengpai.
"Hey! To be honest, which side do you think will win tomorrow?"
"We'll know after the battle tomorrow."
"Guess, hey, don't go, you!"
…
In the hilarity, one night passed, and a new day came, and the finals of various talents were today.
A group of high-ranking demons also sat around in the stands and waited for the birth of the leader together with all the disciples.
Mu Jiuri's performance was still strong, and he won the first place in calligraphy, zither and painting in a row, which caused the audience to exclaim.
"This Mu Jiuri is still human...is there anything he doesn't know?"
"It's really powerful. Although he is a disciple of the Devil's Cult, I can only say admiration."
"Hahaha, of course, our Nine Ridge Brother is recognized by all the disciples of the Demon Cult as a genius in this world, not to mention this small Fengzhou, even in Xuanzhou, our Nine Ridge Senior Brother is the most dazzling one."
"Come on, you're panting when you say you're fat, and Xuanzhou is the most dazzling. Why don't you just say that he has the appearance of Emperor Xuan?"
"What are you afraid to say! Our Senior Brother Nine Rides already has the appearance of Emperor Xuan."
"Yes, yes, you continue to brag, and I will listen."
"Stop arguing, the chess game is about to begin, as long as Senior Brother Nine Ridge wins the first prize, it will be a grand slam."
"What's the opponent's name?"
"I don't know, it seems that I didn't participate in the martial arts competition, but came here to play chess."
"Then it's no wonder he made it to the finals. Those who specialize in one category still have some skills, but it's a pity that they are destined to lose when they meet Senior Brother Nine Rides."
In the pavilion that served as the venue for the finals, Jiang Beiran and Mu Jiuri sat face to face and bowed to each other.
"Brother Jiuri! We're going to beat him soon! We'll celebrate for you if you win the top prize!"
In the stands behind Mu Jiuri, Mu Yao mobilized her profound energy and shouted loudly.
In her mind, her elder brother didn't need such things as refueling at all, as long as he participated, the only ending was "win".
In the stands, five golden flowers glared at Mu Yao.
'Hmph, if you dare to look down on senior brother, you will know how powerful you are in a while! '
Liu Zijin and the others were originally drawn to see the world, so they were eliminated early, because not many people watched the Go game, and they were worried that watching rashly would cause displeasure to their seniors, so they could only endure it.
Now it's finally the day of the finals, all the disciples and suzerain came to watch the match, and they naturally sat in the auditorium together.
Although they really wanted to refute that Mu Yao, but because Mu Jiuri's victory in various competitions was too destructive, no one among the decent disciples was optimistic about Jiang Beiran, so Yu Guimiao yelled "Yes, yes" No chance.
But no matter what other people think, the five of them firmly believe that the senior brother will definitely win!