The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 165: Play against Yi Yifeng (2)

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At this moment, Yan Chuan has become the focus of everyone. Except for the nine chess players, almost all eyes are on Yan Chuan's chess game. wWW. QUanbEn-xIAoShUo. coM

"Tian Yuan? How could it be Tian Yuan?" someone exclaimed.

"Will he play chess, the first one, Tian Yuan? No one has ever dared to play like this!"

"Waste, it's useless at all!"

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Everyone shook their heads.

"My lord, are you sure? The first piece of the chess game, you think it over! How about you put it again." Jia Ding kindly persuaded him.

Whoever settles first, who takes the first place, but this preemption can't be so wasteful.

"No, I play chess. The first piece has always been Tian Yuan!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

"Huh?" Everyone was at a loss.

Always Tian Yuan? Are you kidding me, how can anyone play chess like this

"Okay!" The kind Jiading gave a wry smile.

With a wave of their hands, ten Jiading quickly recorded the chess pieces and ran towards the valley of the valley.

In the middle of the valley.

A waterfall poured in, and a big lake below, breeze blowing, brought a lot of comfortable water smell, surrounded by flowers, a large number of palaces lined up, birds and flowers, like a paradise on earth.

By the big lake, a group of waiters stood.

In a huge pavilion, there are ten chessboards. Ten Jiading is playing chess.

A small pier by the lake.

On the dock, an old man in white was sitting at the moment.

The old man has gray hair, white eyebrows, and an old face. Holding a fishing rod in his hand. Sitting there quietly, as quiet as an ink painting.

The old man was fishing quietly, and a middle-aged man stood behind him.

"Grandpa, how about the chess skills of the ten chess kings just now?" the middle-aged man laughed.

The old man didn't change his expression, and said lightly: "Chess skills are acceptable, the third and sixth ones, the chess skills have improved to a certain extent!"

"Grandpa's chess skills have reached the pinnacle. There is no one in the whole world. These ten people claim to be the king of chess. But ten people are playing chess at the same time, and they are not grandpa's opponents, and they don't know that what Grandpa played is actually It's blind chess. I didn't look at the board at all, and I played while fishing!" The middle-aged man exclaimed.

"No one can match? It's not necessarily, but our vision is so big. Who can guarantee that there will be no chess masters for those who cultivate immortals? They have lived for countless years, and chess skills may not be worse than mine!" The old man's eyes flashed. Longing, a sigh.

"No, I believe that even those who cultivate immortals are absolutely inferior to grandpa in chess!" the middle-aged man said stubbornly.

The old man smiled slightly and continued fishing.

"The dealer, the first game, four into four!" A Jiading reported.

"Four three!" The old man said without looking back.

The family behind him, who was in charge of the chessboard, quickly dropped a piece according to the old man's request.

"The second game, draw four or four!" another Jiading shouted.

"Four four!" The old man said lightly while fishing.

"The third game...!"

Fourth round...

Every time a piece is dropped, the old man can quickly report what the white piece has dropped without looking at the board.

"Tenth game, Tian Yuan!" The last Jiading reported.

"Oh?" The old man was taken aback for a while.

The next Jia Ding who followed immediately reported: "Owner, the person in the tenth game has a very special identity. He is...!"

"I don't care who he is, can he solve the endgame?" The white-clothed old man said lightly.

"Solved, and the ten innings were resolved at the same time, just a short moment!" Jiading respectfully said.