Chapter 508

Facing the five great Confucians, Yifeng said with a smile: "it's just so!"

The five great Confucians turned a deaf ear and stared at the chessboard.

Not far away, Liu Zilu was holding a teacup and quietly looking at the chessboard.

"Elder martial brother, do you want to fight?" A great scholar's face was bitter.

"Yes, elder martial brother, it's 54 sets already. Yifeng has never been defeated. We've lost this game completely!" Wang Long looks ugly.

"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!"

Yifeng falls one on each of the five chessboards.

"Yield, ladies and gentlemen!" Yi Feng laughs.

"How?" The five great Confucians looked at the chessboard with disbelief.

But after watching for a while, the five great Confucians were depressed at the same time, and their faces were extremely bitter.

"Master Yifeng has won again!"

"And at the same time, five sets?"

"Master Yifeng's chess skills are so powerful!"

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Around a burst of praise, five great Confucians got up and came to Liu Zilu.

"Elder martial brother! I can't wait Five people bitter road.

"Rest! It's OK! " Liu Zi Lu comforts a way.

"Yes

"Don't you want to go down?" On one side, the Eastern Orthodox School laughed excitedly.

"Go, you five!" Liu Zilu said to the five remaining Confucians.

"Elder martial brother?" Wang Long was puzzled.

"Go Liu Zilu insisted.

"Yes The five great Confucians went to the chessboard again.

"Please!" Yifeng is happy to see its success.

Yifeng fights the five great Confucians again.

"Ha ha ha ha, sixty great Confucians, happy!" The eastern decent smiles excitedly.

On the other side, the great Confucians were extremely ugly.

"Elder martial brother, are you going to lose like this? Would it be too humiliating? " Wang long looked ugly.

"I've lost my face. I don't care about that!" Liu Zi road light road.

"All right." The scholars nodded.

Liu Zilu stares at the chessboard and drinks tea with calmness in his eyes.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!"

A day later, the five great Confucians were defeated by Yi Feng again.

At the moment, all the Wanru invited by the summit Literary Association are already standing on Yifeng's side, one by one excited.

"Ha ha ha, Liu Zilu, you're the only one left. Can't you get down?" The Eastern Orthodox School is proud.

"Let's call it a day." Yi Feng smiles.

"Why stop here? I haven't done it yet. It's up to me! " Liu Zilu said with a smile.

"Ha ha ha, it's not decided? It's all like this. Is it interesting for you to do it again? Are all Sima Yuntian's disciples so brazen? " The orthodox in the East disdains the way.

The Eastern Orthodox words represent the aspirations of nearly ten thousand scholars. What else? All lost like this, do you want to lose the last piece of cover up? Is it disgraceful to lose?

"No problem!" Yi Feng also laughs.

Liu Zilu and Yifeng took their seats.

Although the Confucians looked down on their faces, they still looked at the whole chessboard.

Liu Zilu stayed at the end, and his chess skills were much better than others. There have been several times, even let Yifeng have a sense of confusion.

However, Yifeng's chess skills are incomparable, and the more fierce he gets, finally, one day later, Liu Zilu throws in his son and admits defeat.

"Ha ha ha ha, I'll give you a face. Don't you have to go down and lose now? It's beyond our means The eastern decent laughs.

Lost!

Sixty great Confucians, defeated so thoroughly! So far, I haven't won a game. With Liu Zilu throwing in his son and admitting defeat, all the great scholars blushed with shame.

How high spirited were the seventy-two great Confucians in those days? How could they fall into such a field?

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