At this time, the Kunwu faction's main court has already fallen out.
The disciples of the Kunwu faction were caught off guard, and were pushed into the temple by the elite soldiers of the Tan tribe. They retreated all the way to the square in front of the Kunwu main hall, only to be stopped by dozens of [Zhenwu Seven-section Formation] deployed by He Qingzhu and Chen Qingsong's joint disciples Come down, and thus summon the disciples of Guanzhong, except guarding the main building, all come here to gather here, and fight to the death with the army of the Tan tribe.
Although there are nearly 3,000 disciples of the Kunwu faction, most of them are Xinna disciples after the re-establishment of the mountain gate. They are all between fifteen and sixteen years old, or even younger, and they can truly suppress the enemy's elite soldiers. The three generations of Kunwu Sect disciples are all old members of the original Qingyun Temple, and there are only more than four hundred people in total.
From the bottom to the top, the disciples of the Kunwu Sect are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, elite disciples and direct disciples. Now among the 2,500 newly-earned disciples, 2,000 are still disciples of the outer sect, while less than 500 have become disciples of the inner sect because of their outstanding performance. All of them were promoted to elite disciples. As for becoming direct disciples, there are less than 20 people in the entire Kunwu Mountain now.
It is more like a Jedi counterattack than gathering together and being protected by these elite disciples.
The sudden charge made the original new disciples look extremely panicked, but as time went by, the [Zhenwu Seven-Branch Formation] of the elite disciples displayed unimaginable power. Among the four hundred elite disciples, seven of them Groups form dozens of formations, each formation echoes each other, and the combination does not change, but the combination of any number of people can cut the enemy to the ground like cutting melons and vegetables.
Even if the enemy is a much stronger Houtian peak expert, he will be killed instantly on the spot under the blow of the [Zhenwu Seven-section Formation].
In less than half an hour, the vast square was already dyed red by corpses. The corpses of thousands of elite soldiers of the Tan tribe fell here, covering several layers thickly around the periphery.
The panicked emotions of the new disciples of the Kunwu faction were quickly shocked by the strength of their own side. From the panic, they gradually became calm, and then became emotional again, and their blood boiled. After being kicked indiscriminately, he was hit back, Chen Qingsong quickly held his ground, so that these young people who had never experienced battles would not easily lose their lives.
Less than an hour after the battle erupted, the scene had already reached a stalemate. Naturally, these new disciples of the Kunwu Sect would not just stay where they were and watch. They didn't know where to start. First, there was cheering and cheering, and then there were swearing at the Tan people. The meeting was already thunderous, and completely suppressed the shouts and screams in the arena. The elite soldiers of the Tan tribe who attacked from the outside were so angry that they rushed to kill them with all their strength, but it was difficult to get past the thunder.
Just when the battlefield here entered a stalemate, just north of the Kunwu Hall, in the small pavilion outside the Zhenwu Hall that was originally connected to the Wentiantai, two people, one old and one young, were sitting here playing chess.
The "True Martial Palace" is listed on the cliff, like a castle in the air. It looks trembling and extremely steep. In fact, this building is extremely strong, and there is no danger of any infirmity at all.
And this pavilion is built on a boulder protruding outwards. Except for one side connecting the mountain wall, it is completely suspended in the air, with abyss on all sides.
Inside the gazebo, it is as quiet as still water, and outside the gazebo, the clouds move everywhere!
The young hold the white, the old hold the black, the white comes first and then the black, the killing is inextricable.
The young man's chess moves are full of murderous aura and sharp edge. Every move is aimed at the most difficult place for black chess to defend. From the moment the first piece hits the ground, he fully grasps the initiative, seizes the opportunity everywhere, and kills black chess to pieces. Seeing At the end of the game, the white piece surrounded the black piece's only big dragon. Seeing that within a few moves, the black piece would have no way to retreat and completely collapsed.
These two are Ji Guanglan, who is good at wit, and Jiang Shuihan, who has been by his side for nearly half a year.
Jiang Shuihan was assigned by Ye Qingxuan, so he only saw Ji Guanglan. Both of them were of high intelligence and arrogant. Although they knew what Ye Qingxuan was secretly thinking, neither of them spoke.
Both of them have the same conceited temper, one doesn't feel that he should teach an ignorant boy by peddling favors, and the boy doesn't think he needs to ask a past wise man who pretends to be dead to avoid disaster.
The first time two people met, they didn't say anything, just playing chess.
Only played one game.
The result was of course Jiang Shuihan's fiasco!
In terms of chess skills, Ji Guanglan has few rivals in the world. Even Yan Jingliu, the dean of Confucian Academy, who is known as the number one player in the world, admits that he is on par with Ji Guanglan in chess skills. Who will win this game.
Jiang Shuihan is extremely smart, but it is impossible to create any danger to Ji Guanglan.
Jiang Shuihan had never lost so badly before. He had fought against Ye Qingxuan a few times before, and thought that Ye Qingxuan's chess skills were already considered superb. At this time, compared with Ji Guanglan, he was no different from a fart.
In the first game, I lost.
So, it was the second game... Lose again, compete again...
When the two met for the first time, they played a game of Go, but they played from early morning to night.
After returning, Jiang Shuihan didn't mention apprenticeship, Ji Guanglan didn't mention accepting apprentices, neither of them even said a few serious words, and the whole day passed.
Early the next morning, Ji Guanglan saw Jiang Shuihan holding a Go box, coming to challenge...
The two fought for more than 20 rounds without eating or drinking, until late at night, and Jiang Shuihan lost again.
The two played chess in silence for more than ten days, and finally one day, Ji Guanglan sighed, and said slowly: "In our game, I will let you ten players. If you can win, follow me." Two years by my side..."
Without raising his head, Jiang Shuihan separated the pieces on the chessboard into black and white, and put them in his own chess box. After a while, he said calmly, "Third son, if I can't beat you... um..."
The following words were not uttered, but the meaning was clear, and Ji Guanglan also somewhat admired the intelligence of this handsome young man in front of him...
In that round, needless to say, Jiang Shuihan won with difficulty, and it is unknown whether Ji Guanglan let go, but what can be said is that the two characters who were forcibly twisted together by Ye Qingxuan at the beginning were all coping with it. Unexpectedly, they fell into the ending that Ye Qingxuan had guessed a long time ago. The two were attracted to each other in the end. One saw the person he had always wanted to become, and the other saw the shadow of himself when he was young...
For half a year, Jiang Shuihan accompanied Ji Guanglan to hide on Kunwu Mountain. He didn't even step out of the mountain gate. He didn't even go to the gathering between brothers, but stayed with Ji Guanglan. The teaching between the two was also quite strange. Ji Guanglan He never said what he wanted to teach, what to do when encountering things, and how to plan the enemy's layout... He just did what he actively did on weekdays. He didn't say much, didn't explain, and didn't hide anything. Watching by the side, what he learned, all depended on Jiang Shuihan himself.
And Jiang Shuihan's personality is really pissed, he is not good at asking others for advice, from childhood to adulthood, except for family martial arts, everything is self-taught by him, he just watched by Ji Guanglan for half a year, and the harvest has surpassed before. All life experiences alive.
Today, Kunwu Mountain is in chaos, and the two are still playing chess here, which is really unexpected, and also very surprising. Didn't they notice the changes on Kunwu Mountain
At this time, as soon as Jiang Shuihan's white pieces landed, the situation of black chess immediately became precarious. Seeing that a big dragon was about to be destroyed, besides, there were scattered black pieces all over the board, which could not form the slightest atmosphere. It can be said that black chess The game is doomed.
As soon as the son landed, Jiang Shuihan took a teacup from his side and took a sip of the camellia cooked with snow from Kunwu Mountain. A scent of fragrance not only lingered in his mouth, but also diffused in the small gazebo. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Ji Shicheng gave way. There is no need to let me and my two sons in this round. From the beginning to the end, you have been suppressed everywhere. The only thing you have built up with so much painstaking efforts is the big dragon, and you will be devoured soon. It is not as good as this game." So far, it's not a victory or defeat, let's start again!"
After finishing speaking, we must pick up the pieces and close the chess.
Ji Guanglan chuckled and shouted, "Don't move!"
Pointing to the chessboard with his finger, he said without lifting the head: "The dead chess is on the ground! Let's talk after this game... This game of chess is just like the world, so there is no reason to go back and start again? And you think I made two moves first, suppressing everywhere. If I am first, I will definitely win to the end?"
Jiang Shuihan smiled indifferently, looked at the chessboard and said: "Since Master Ji is still sure, we might as well finish this game. It's a pity that Master Ji is too far behind. I will make countless moves first and take the lead everywhere. A big dragon defends one side, but it is just the end of being swallowed by the world."
"Do you think the general trend of the world is like this?" Ji Guanglan made a move, and moved the dragon a step closer to the scattered area in the center.
Jiang Shuihan was startled by Ji Guanglan's indifferent words. He was just talking about the matter, and he was talking about the chess game, but Ji Guanglan's words touched on the major events in the world today. Although they have risen rapidly, they have always been restrained everywhere, a few steps behind the opponent, and can only witness the final victory of the Demon Sect.
Ji Guanglan obviously compared Jiang Shuihan's situation with the strength of the Demon Sect, which annoyed Jiang Shuihan who hated the Demon Sect, and said half-jokingly: "Master Ji's comparison is a bit too much, I know I don't want to say that the Demon Sect The metaphor that the door must win, and I don’t want to admit that I will lose, using metaphors to attack my mood, the method is not bright, and it is really unpleasant!" Then he fell to the ground, followed closely, and then directed the opponent to the central area. The idea of development was cut short, and the pursuit followed closely, without giving the opponent a moment to breathe.