"Mr. Yi again!"
"Sima Yuntian's chess power is not as good as the master, can Mr. Yi do it?"
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The Confucianists in the fighting stage talked a lot. wWW,QuAnBen-XIaoShuo,cOM
Yi Feng had come to his senses and stepped onto the fighting platform.
Sima Yuntian looked at Yi Feng, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"The second game, chess, you are falling!" Yi Feng smiled slightly.
When Yi Feng's words fell, Zhang Shen, among the seventy-two great scholars, suddenly walked out.
"Teacher, Yan Chuan didn't come up, so why should the teacher do it himself, let the disciple do it for you!" Zhang Shen said with a smile.
"You?" Sima Yuntian suddenly smiled.
"Yes, please don't worry, teacher, since the disciples dare to come out, they have the confidence that they will win!" Zhang Shen said affirmatively.
Zhang Shenyi said, Seventy-one Confucianists nodded.
Sima Yuntian smiled slightly and said, "Then why are you sure of winning?"
Zhang Shen frowned slightly, looked around and looked at Yi Feng, as if he was worried that it would not work.
Around, countless cultivators stared at Zhang Shen. As if expecting Zhang Shen's secret to victory.
Seeing the teacher's questioning, Zhang Shen could only helplessly say: "The disciple found a flaw in Yifeng. The disciples and the disciples have studied Yifeng's chess style. Yifeng has a fatal flaw.
Bloom! "
"Wow!"
The cultivator under the platform looked at Zhang Shen in surprise. flaw? Is Yifeng flawed
"Teacher!" Zhang Shen stepped forward in anticipation.
"Is it the original layout?" Sima Yuntian smiled.
"Eh? The teacher can see it too?" Zhang Shen asked in surprise.
layout? The cultivators all around looked at Sima Yuntian in surprise.
Sima Yuntian shook his head and sighed slightly: "You are fooled!"
"Ah? How is it possible? The disciple has studied all the chess games of Yifeng, and he can't be wrong. His initial layout is very weak! As long as he breaks fiercely at the beginning,
He must be defeated! "Zhang Shen refused.
"Hahahahaha, Mr. Yi, come on!" Sima Yuntian suddenly laughed.
Although Sima Yuntian was mad, as long as he was capable, Sima Yuntian would still give enough respect.
Yi Feng smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Sima, Wisdom!"
"Ah? What's the matter? Teacher, what's the matter!" Zhang Shen puzzled.
With a slight sigh, Sima Yuntian said, "That's a set made by Yifeng a long time ago, just waiting for you to get in!"
"A set made long ago? That flaw was left by Yifeng deliberately?" Zhang Shen opened his mouth in amazement.
Not only Zhang Shen, the great sages and scholars of Julu Academy, many people have studied Yifeng’s chessboard, and some smart people have also discovered the flaws in Yifeng. They were originally complacent.
The defendant was told that it was actually a deliberate trap
Suddenly, several Daxian faces blushed.
"The chess of Yifeng is not comparable to others, go down and watch it!" Sima Yuntian said lightly.
"Yes!" Zhang Shen's face flushed.
At this moment, tens of thousands of cultivators were staring, and this self-righteousness suddenly became the laughing stock of the world. Of course, among the cultivators around, more of them worshiped Yifeng.
Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan and said, "Yan Chuan?"
Yan Chuan still looked calm and smiled slightly.
"Although there are only four people, but each has its own goals, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? You have found the best, amazing!" Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan with appreciation.
"Sima Yuntian, it is said that he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, and he is indeed well-deserved!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Qin, you have already lost, do you think there is still a possibility of defeating me?" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.
"I also want to thank you for winning such luck for me!" Yan Chuan smiled.
Yan Chuan's words have already demonstrated his confidence in victory. "Hahahaha, well, then you all come together!" Sima Yuntian suddenly said arrogantly again.
"come together?"
Suddenly an unexpected sound came from all around.
Mencius who was not far away, at this moment, also narrowed his eyes.
"The descendants of the Sima family are indeed proud from generation to generation!" Le Yi smiled bitterly.
"This is their bloodline from generation to generation!" Mencius nodded with a wry smile.
Yan Chuan stared at Sima Yuntian, still calm.
"Mr. Wen Ruo, let's fight with him for painting!" Yan Chuan looked at Wen Ruo.
"Eh? Good!" Mr. Wen Ruo nodded.
"Aren't you coming together?" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.
"Me? I'm afraid you can't fight it, and you will complain about the rules then!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.
"Hahahahahaha, I can't fight it, will I blame the rules?" Sima Yuntian smiled unexpectedly.
Sima Yuntian was arrogant, but at this moment he realized that there was someone more arrogant than himself.
"Okay, I'll give you the last chance to face off!" Sima Yuntian nodded.
"Master Yan, I can only do my best!" Mr. Wen Ruo said to Yan Chuan again.
"Mr. Wen Ruo's ability, Yan Chuan naturally believes, but this time, what is Mr. Wen Ruo going to paint?" Yan Chuan laughed.
"Also please give me the question from Young Master Yan!" Wen Ruo said solemnly.
Yan Chuan looked at Sima Yuntian, then turned to Wen Ruo, and said with a slight smile: "I want you to draw a picture of'beings filled with charcoal'!"
"Ah? The creatures are frustrated?" Wen Ruo said in astonishment.
"The common people are destroyed, the tens of thousands of people are extinct, the lives are overwhelmed, the world collapses, the picture of the end!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.
Mr. Wen Ruo looked at Yan Chuan in astonishment, his eyes full of incomprehension. This kind of picture, if it is not that you can't paint, it's that this picture is too remote! And very unpopular
what!
"Go, think about it, I believe you!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.
"Okay!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled bitterly.
Nodding, Mr. Wen Ruo also stepped onto the platform.
Wen Ruo and Yi Feng stepped onto the platform, but Yan Chuan returned to where Mo Yu was. "What do you let Mr. Wen Ruo paint, can he win?" Mo Yuxi worried.
"Meow? I heard, Yan Chuan wants Wenruo to draw a picture of the doomsday!" Meow suddenly jumped from Mo Yuxi's arms to Yan Chuan's shoulder.
"It's overwhelming, I don't know, but as long as I paint according to what I said, I can help him beat Sima Yuntian!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.
"Huh?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Mo Yuxi's eyes.
"This Heavenly Grant Conference is far from simple, Qinglong, help me do something!" Yan Chuan thought for a while and said.
"Yes!"-
Bright world. In front of the Temple of Light.
Meng Lingtian waved a light curtain, and he could see everything in Tianshou Square. Dongfang Zhengpai, Meng Rongrong, and three men who had recruited together were accompanying Meng Ling.
The sky looked at the light curtain.
"This Sima Yuntian is not a thing! He actually robbed Julu Academy of luck!" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted suddenly.
Meng Lingtian sighed slightly as he watched the outside world's fortune be reduced to a quarter by Sima Yun's talent.
"Lao Meng, no, sir, don't you care? Your little Meng chess loses, and this luck will be for nothing for Sima Yuntian's kid?" Dongfang Zhengpai frowned.
"When the Sima family came to his generation, he was the only seedling. The Sima family has a special status. In the ancestral motto of Julu Academy, various regulations have been imposed on the Sima family.
Have many privileges of Julu Academy, but never become the owner! "Meng Lingtian sighed slightly.
"Which ancestor made this bastard rule?" Dongfang Zheng said angrily.
But as soon as the words were spoken, Dongfang Zhengpai's complexion suddenly changed, and he was suddenly bitter: "Teacher, I am not worthy of my Julu Academy, and I didn't mean to offend that ancestor.
Don't punish me for copying books! "
However, this time Meng Lingtian didn't blame it, but looked at Dongfang upright and said weirdly: "Your ancestor, the undefeated Dongfang ruled it out!"
"Puff!"
Suddenly, several other students laughed.
"What are you laughing at, my ancestors are wise and martial arts, can you laugh? I just sang, do you understand?" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted suddenly.
Everyone laughed harder.
The Eastern Decent School could only continue to watch the Tianshou Conference silently.
Meng Rongrong kept looking at Yan Chuan in the picture, bit her lip, her eyes were extremely complicated! —
Tianshou Square. On the platform, there are two easels with a long piece of white paper on each.
Mr. Wen Ruo grabbed a pen on one of the blank papers and thought, as if thinking about how to proceed.
On the other side, the game between Sima Yuntian and Yifeng officially began.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"...
The two set their pieces extremely fast, and Sima Yuntian looked at this chessboard very solemnly.
"Huh? You can understand my layout only by looking at me in a game of chess?" Sima Yuntian raised his brows.
Yi Feng did not speak, and continued to settle down.
Yifeng's mana is limited, so the chessboard is not filled with mana, only a whirlwind is blowing over the head. And Sima Yuntian seems to be able to really play against Yifeng, which is useless.
Mana perfusion, just a normal move.
In the distance, all the Confucian scholars in Julu Academy opened their eyes wide, because the profound realm in this game of chess might be higher than all the chess games they had ever seen before.
"Slap!" "Slap!"...
The chess pieces kept falling, and Mr. Wen Ruo began to match colors.
The paintings have a lot of colors, and they are colorful, so they can be dazzling. But this time, Mr. Wen Ruo only used black ink and placed a large number of drip trays.
The black ink forms a color palette with varying degrees of black, all of which are black, but in different shades.
"Boom!"
Mr. Wen Ruo was the first to write and quickly splashed the ink on the picture.
"Black and white painting? Haha, with one color, I want to make a masterpiece, Wen Ruo, your growth really surprised me!" A golden light flashed in Sima Yuntian's eyes.
While playing against Yi Feng, he watched Mr. Wen Ruo's splashing ink.
Yi Feng's chess moves were extremely upright. Sima Yuntian played with him for nearly an hour. After the fast chess ended, the speed of the two players began to slow down.
Gradually the two began to think.
As soon as he fell, Sima Yuntian looked at Yi Feng with a little surprise.
"Mr. Yi, where do you come from? The chess skills are so amazing? Compared to the great sages of all the academies, they are only strong or not, dare to ask where they learned from?" Sima Yuntian solemnly said.
Yi Feng smiled slightly and said, "A mortal mortal in the countryside! There is no teacher and no way to learn, at most I learned a little bit from my king!"
"A mortal? No teacher, no way? Learned something from your king? Who is your king?" Sima Yuntian frowned.
"Didn't Mr. Sima ask knowingly?" Yi Feng said.
"Yan Chuan?" Sima Yuntian frowned and looked at Yan Chuan in the distance.
ps: I can’t break out these days. I’m sorry. After a few days, when the work on hand is finished, it will definitely break out for a few days!