Many eyes fell on Ye Futian at the same time, this is, want to play chess with Zhou Ziyi
Practice is indeed the best way to test everything. Otherwise, both sides hold different opinions, and no one can persuade the other.
However, Ye Futian, as the Palace Master of the Sacred Land of the Deserted State, still lost his identity a bit when he challenged the descendants of the Sacred Land of Dongzhou, although he was also a person of the same generation, judging from his age, he was even younger than Mo Jun and others.
Mo Jun looked at Ye Futian and said: "The Princess of the Holy Dynasty is a woman. Since Palace Master Ye wants to give it a try, if it's not enough, it's better, I'll accompany Palace Master Ye in the next game."
Ye Futian's eyes fell on Mo Jun. Although Mo Jun apologized for his impoliteness yesterday, he was also gentle at this moment, and there was nothing wrong with it. However, Ye Futian still felt it. In Mo Jun's bones, he obviously still looked down on it. Even if the arrogance of the sacred land of the wasteland is not revealed, it can still be noticed.
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, then turned around and looked at the old men and said: "Can you seniors borrow a position from me?"
"Don't have to be so troublesome, since the two want to learn chess skills, come to this chessboard." In the void, Yang Xiao spoke to Ye Futian on the huge chessboard.
"In that case, thank you senior." Ye Futian bowed, and the nine Yang Xiao walked off the chessboard and gave up their positions.
Mo Jun's figure flashed, stepped onto the chessboard, and then spoke to Ye Futian: "Please, Ye Palace Lord."
"Yu Sheng." Ye Futian turned around and shouted, and Yu Sheng stepped forward to look at him.
"Go." Ye Futian said, Yu Sheng nodded, his figure flashed, and he stepped onto the chessboard without asking why. Since Ye Futian asked him to play this game, then he went.
Everyone was stunned and revealed a strange color, and Mo Jun also looked at Ye Futian and said, "What does Palace Master Ye mean?"
"Yu Sheng is the younger disciple of my Dao Palace, and he will hold the pawn on my behalf." Ye Futian said. Everyone glanced at Ye Futian. They didn't expect him to do this, but he was also impeccable. Holy Land disciple.
Obviously, he was implying that in his capacity, he was not suitable for directly playing against Mo Jun.
Mo Jun raised his sword eyebrows slightly, seemingly displeased. He took Ye Futian's words to fight Ye Futian chess. Now Ye Futian's chess move is very fast, and it seems that there is no white learning chess way.
"Since Palace Master Ye holds the pawn, then this game is the same as Palace Master Ye played, please." Mo Jun deliberately emphasized and made a gesture to Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng glanced at Ye Futian and seemed to be waiting for Ye Futian's words.
"You are free." Ye Futian said. At this moment, he and Yu Sheng are just like Wanxiang Xianjun and him.
The rest of his life nodded, and the first son fell randomly, without any rules.
Many people have weird looks. It seems that Ye Futian did the same before, right
Today, Ye Futian and Mo Jun are still so casual when they are playing chess in such a formal way
Mo Jun looked more and more unhappy, only feeling that Ye Futian's behavior was simply humiliating to him.
With the palm of the hand waving, one piece landed in the center of the chessboard, the position of Tian Yuan.
This makes many people show a strange color. Mo Jun's chess skills are actually unusual, and it is very rare for a screwdriver to go to the sky.
But Mo Jun's direct landing in this position seemed to be provocative, as if he was the protagonist of this game.
Many people say that playing chess shows the character of a person. Those with a noble style of chess have noble character, and a person with a cunning style of chess has more shrewd and fickle personality.
And Mo Jun's chess style is arrogant and high-profile, which shows the pride under his humble appearance.
Holy Land Tianjiao, the disciple of the saint.
A round of chess pieces fell, containing a powerful rule force, these chess pieces faintly have a wonderful force to connect them into one piece, making a very powerful aura permeated on the chessboard.
"Go to Erba Road." Ye Futian said, and the rest of his life didn't hesitate, and went straight down.
Mo Jun responded directly, and Bai Zi fell down crisply.
"Shang Sanjiu Road." Ye Futian continued, almost never hesitating. At the same time, in his palace of life, the chess game perfectly projected the picture in front of it. Constantly falling and evolving, it seems to be evolving from the chess game that follows.
"So fast."
Everyone saw that the speed at which the two played chess was amazing. It can be seen that their deduction and mental arithmetic abilities are amazingly powerful, so they can move directly without hesitation, as if everything is under control.
"Stars are scattered." Everyone's eyes flashed. As the chess game evolved, the formation has appeared. The chess path that Mo Jun played is an extremely arrogant chess pattern, scattered around, centered on the Tianyuan position, and scattered the chess pieces On the whole chessboard, all the chess pieces for the rest of his life were encircled and suppressed, and it seemed to be swept away.
The advantage of this kind of chess approach is that it can directly swallow the opponent without leaving the slightest chance of counterattack. The weakness is that it is very widely distributed and is easily torn apart.
Obviously, Mo Jun is extremely confident in his game and wants to win this game in a crushing way.
At this time, the situation on the chessboard is already changing, there are horrible rules and stars are shining, and like a sharp sword, it is sharp to the extreme.
Mo Jun's body hovered slightly above the chessboard, and he glanced indifferently for the rest of his life, his palm stretched out, and the rules condensed into white chess pieces, and then fell towards a prescription position, like a starlight sword.
When this piece fell, the whole chess game seemed to move, dotted with stars and dazzling stars, turning into a straight sword to drop towards Yu Sheng's position. The chess pieces were directly destroyed and shattered. There are counts around Yu Sheng's body. The sunspot was swallowed and fell, forming a killing game for the rest of his life.
"Go to six or eight roads." Ye Futian said. Heizi was condensed and born. Yu Sheng waved his palm. Suddenly, he smashed down. On the chessboard, a horrible vortex appeared, and all the chess pieces were moving towards one. The gathering of prescription positions is the position where Yu Sheng stood. At this moment, the endless power gathered in one place, Yu Sheng's figure seemed to become extremely tall and domineering, and the chess game became three-dimensional after this piece fell. A battle that crushed everything was formed, heading towards Mo Jun.
Mo Jun's face suddenly became ugly, and this piece connected all the pieces on the chessboard into a horrible trend.
His sword eyebrows became sharper and sharper, and when he stepped on his footsteps, he actually fell with the chess pieces. In an instant, he seemed to be transformed into a battle eye, with a sword of light and shadow covering the sky and sun, slashing towards the rest of his life in a sweeping gesture.
Ye Futian did not hesitate to utter a sound, Yu Sheng stepped forward, and fell on the chessboard with the chess pieces, and walked directly in front of Mo Jun. In an instant, a more wild and domineering aura Sweeping out, many chess pieces around Mo Jun's body were directly destroyed and besieged, making the starlight dim. Looking at the rest of his life, his aura became stronger.
"Mo Jun is going to lose." Everyone showed sharpness, and they naturally saw at this moment that Yu Sheng had taken the absolute initiative, but the fall of the two sons directly established the advantage.
On the other hand, Mo Jun's chess path was broken, and his face was a little pale at this time, the majestic pressure fell on him, and he wanted to destroy him directly.
"Ping Qijiu." At this moment, a voice came out, and many people's eyes flashed, looking at a place above Qifeng. The person standing there was surprisingly Liu Zong.
Liu Zong, personally pointed out Mo Jun.
Although it was not so glamorous, Liu Zong acted calmly. He did not teach Mo Jun by means of sound transmission, but directly spoke to the public, letting people know that he was pointing.
Ye Futian glanced at Liu Zong and didn't say anything. Mo Jun's aura had already vented at this time. Under Yu Sheng's aura and in front of the chess formation, he couldn't see the overall situation. He only needed one or two shots to tell the winner, but Liu Zong is obviously not Mo Jun, the one he said is a wonderful one, and it can be called the best position.
Mo Jun didn't hesitate, and directly dropped this one. Sure enough, the powerful Starlight Sword array had come back to life again, and the powerful momentum on the chessboard was condensed again.
Ye Futian faintly glanced at the location of Ping Qijiu, but he did not pay attention to it, but said: "In Liujiu Road."
The rest of his life nodded and did it. As soon as the son fell, it was like a pounding blow, Mo Jun snorted, his face pale, as if an extremely overbearing rule force gathered to split the game.
"Enter Seven or Eight." Liu Zong continued to speak, and Ye Futian responded. The two of them had three sons each. Finally, an extremely wild momentum swept the chessboard, and the whites were swallowed directly. In an instant, the whites formed a battle. Completely disintegrated, unable to form an army.
The strong air current on the chessboard suddenly quieted down, just like the atmosphere above the chess peak.
Mo Jun himself is also a master of chess, the heir of the holy way of Xihua Sacred Mountain, the style of chess is arrogant and proud, but he was defeated, and even Liu Zong wanted to help him, but he could not be saved. After all, it was an endgame. No matter how strong Liu Zong was, he couldn't make it back.
Many people looked at Ye Futian, he was already standing there quietly, the breeze was slow, his robe was rising with the wind, his black hair was flying, his face was extremely handsome.
At this time, everyone seemed to really feel that this was the aura of the Holy Land Palace Master.
Ye Futian, really don't know chess
Mo Jun raised his head and looked at Ye Futian. After the game yesterday, he satirized Ye Futian for not knowing chess. What about this moment
Who is it that doesn't understand chess
"I apologize for Kyogen yesterday." Mo Jun raised his head, arched his hand slightly, spoke, then turned and stepped off the chessboard.
Even if it is defeated, he still maintains the demeanor of the preacher of the Holy Path.
At this time, there was another person who looked a little ugly, Zhou Ziyi.
It was she who caused this chess game.
Mo Jun is playing for her.
Now that Ye Futian's victory has proved Ye Futian's words, her chess skills are the worst among the nine.
"How?" At this moment, Ye Futian's eyes fell on her and asked.
Zhou Ziyi raised her head to look at Ye Futian and said, "It was you who won this game. Wasn't it your reason for the Tianlong chess game yesterday?"
Ye Futian glanced at her faintly, and stepped forward: "Since you don't give up, then you can see clearly."
(End of this chapter)