Chapter 135

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
Anyone who listens to the previous sentence will think that the young man is inviting Jingjiu to fight.

People didn't understand his true meaning until they heard the latter sentence.

This is not deliberate humiliation. What is it?

Earlier in the plum garden, Luo Huainan said that she would break the well and nine swords, and Zhao Layue wanted to kill him. According to the normal story, of course, she was very angry at this time. She provoked an ink eyebrow like a short sword, flashed a cold sword light in her eyes, said the famous saying of Qingshan sect, and drove the sword to cut the young man behind the table.

But after all, her practice time was too short, her realm was not as good as her opponent, and she was in danger. Jing Jiu had to uncover her cards and cut the young man in two in front of a great scholar. The blood flow was all over the street, and the picture was terrible. How can the young people's sects accept such a thing? Mei will immediately stop. The two most powerful righteous sects in Chaotian mainland will start a comprehensive war. The strong who break the sea will overturn the rivers and the sea, and the strong who pass through the sky will destroy the sky and move the earth. Both sides have suffered heavy casualties. Xihai sword sect took advantage of the situation. The strong evil sects such as Laolin and Xuanyin sect colluded with the demons in the underworld to attack the righteous alliance, There was a bloodbath everywhere. The blood was flowing with pestles. At that time, the monsters of the snow country suddenly went south. It was difficult for the sword saint to support the overall situation. They died in a heroic battle. The Zhenbei army was slaughtered, the Chaoge city was destroyed, and the human imperial dynasty was destroyed

Fortunately, this period of history was terminated by Jingjiu before it could appear in this time and space.

In fact, he has done similar things before, but few people in the whole Chaotian continent know.

Through the strength of his hand, Zhao Layue accurately felt his meaning.

For practitioners, emotion is very meaningless and superfluous.

It's better to kill with one sword, or General Ma.

If not, why be angry.

Jing Jiu loosened Zhao Layue's hand and walked to the chess stand in those strange eyes.

Zhao Layue was surprised. She thought if she really didn't care, why did you go?

If you really don't like it, even if you don't kill it with a sword, shouldn't you leave directly? Why listen to him?

Mr. Guo looked at Jing Jiuyi. He was a little strange about his relationship with the young man and said, "can you play chess?"

Well nine said: "big budget."

Mr. Guo doesn't think about it anymore because he needs absolute concentration now.

He has never played chess with young people, but he has seen many chess scores of each other.

He was convinced that the other party was the most talented person in hundreds of years.

He is a national player in the chess world. He is even known as the strongest man in the court. He still has no confidence to defeat the other side.

Against such a person, he must concentrate all his mind and isolate all interference in order to have some opportunities.

The young man stopped talking to Jing Jiu, closed his eyes and began to refresh himself.

He didn't think he would lose, but Guo was different from those stall owners.

The street was quiet and tense.

Suddenly, outside the crowd came the sound of cars and horses, and even the sound of flying swords breaking through the air.

Then came the sound of hurried footsteps and dialogue in the street.

"Where is it?"

"You heard me right. Is that what Mr. Guo really said? Is it really that one? "

"How did that come to such a place?"

Dozens of people of different ages and clothes came to the venue.

Some are dignified in appearance and eye-catching in official robes, some are elegant and wear long clothes, there are businessmen, and even monks who come with swords.

These people know each other. They are all chess masters in Chaoge City, and even some are real national players.

The stall owners recognized some of them and naturally guessed the identity of the others. They were shocked and speechless and hurried out of the way.

Those chess masters looked at the young man and Mr. Guo sitting across the table. They knew that the original rumor was true. They were very excited, but they quickly shut up and didn't dare to make any sound to avoid disturbing them. They just looked at the young man standing beside the table and wearing a hat. They couldn't help wondering, thinking who was this man?

The young man closed his eyes and seemed unaffected.

After a few decades of rest, Mr. Guo slowly opened his eyes and said, "let's start."

His eyes were like a deep well, and he was really calm.

The young man opened his eyes and said, "please."

At his request, he left black to his opponent first.

Those chess masters who came to watch the war were shocked and speechless. They thought that this was as arrogant and confident as the rumor.

Mr. Guo was still calm, not angry after being despised, nor happy to take advantage of it. He picked up a chess piece and gently put it on the chessboard.

The young man picked up a piece and put it on another place on the chessboard.

Many people noticed some differences in detail.

When playing chess, master Guo used two fingers of Chinese food. He put them down gently. His action was very elegant, just like a willow branch ordering water. He didn't make any sound.

The young man grabbed the chess piece with three fingers and put it down at will. The action was a little ugly.

His chessmen collided with the chessboard and made a snap. There was no intention of killing, but it was ordinary. The position where the chess piece fell is also very ordinary, and there is no beauty in it The so-called wonderful is the good that can be seen. The so-called good is the follow-up advantage that can be calculated. The first move, if you can't see the beauty, may be because there are too many empty places on the chessboard and there is unlimited development space, so it can't be calculated. However, if the follow-up more than a dozen moves are still in this style, the search is often as light as water, and there is no beauty, it shows that the chess watcher can't calculate the real follow-up at all. This may be because the chess player's chess strength is too much better than the chess viewer. The more reason is that everyone's thinking is different. Those chess masters no longer think about the intention of young people to play chess every step. They want to wait until the situation is obvious. Well nine did not do so. He looked at the chessboard and calculated silently. His way of playing chess is different. He used to calculate from the first step until the end of the whole chess game. This method is very extreme and demanding, but it is very suitable for him who has not studied chess seriously. Of course, he knew that there were some small problems with this method, but he had no chance to feel it before. Until today, he finally felt it. That little problem is - it's tiring to play chess like this It's quiet. Only the sound of chess pieces falling on the chessboard. More and more people came upon hearing the news. They were all celebrities in Chaoge City, and even several national princes came in person. Today's game outside the old plum garden is destined to be a famous game written in the history of chess. When the first national player of the dynasty is against the young chess master, who wins and who loses? The chess piece fell. time lapse. The sky is fading. Well nine stood by the chessboard. Some eyes occasionally fall on him and then move away. Wearing a hat, he was just the background of the chess game, which was naturally ignored. Except for the young man, no one knows that he is also playing chess at this time. This is the game of chess. Standing all the time, I'm inevitably a little tired. So he took out the bamboo chair and sat down. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.