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Black and white chess pieces, soon the whole chessboard gradually covered, however, the sunspot forward, overbearing, with a fierce gas.

And Baizi, in this momentum of repression, slightly defeated, both sides of the game, Chu Chen occupied the bottom.

"Pa, PA, PA!"

The more he was suppressed, the faster Chu Chen fell, with a trace of impatience. His brows wrinkled tightly, which was quite different from his usual calm appearance.

However, the more anxious, the more obvious the disadvantage of white, sunspot has a steady advantage.

"Why am I still at a disadvantage when I have a strong heart, a tiger in my heart and absolute self-confidence?"

Chu Chen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. This is not an ordinary chess game, but the artistic conception of chess. Good technique is only one aspect. There is also a strong heart of martial arts to support it. Only in this way can a good chess be played.

At the moment, however, the situation and speculation are totally different!

"Why not?"

Chu Chen's mind is in a mess. It's his turn to fall, but he doesn't move any more. He shakes his head and immediately stares at the chessboard. He sits cross legged and does not move.

"The heart of martial arts! The artistic conception of chess

Chu Chen's eyes were fixed on the chessboard, as if he had forgotten the fall, and his eyes were flashing.

Seeing this scene, moyazi did not make a sound to urge, sitting opposite him, calmly looking at Chu Chen.

Heaven and earth are silent, here, from the fierce game, suddenly quiet down.

"Chessboard!"

Chu Chen eyes a congealed, he watched the chessboard, this moment, directly appeared in the mind, this feeling, mysterious and mysterious.

It is in the artistic conception of chess. However, at this moment, the chessboard in this artistic conception is once again inhaled into the eyes. The sunspots and the white ones turn into two whirlpools, which instantly pour into the eyes.

At this moment, Chu Chen's eyes are extremely evil, emitting black and white, entangled together, revealing a strange gas.

Time, in a little past, Chu Chen still did not respond, the whole person, into a kind of meditation, as if has been petrified, into a statue.

"I see!" Half a day later, the black and white in Chu Chen's eyes disappeared and returned to the normal color. At the moment, in his eyes, there is a trace of quiet light, which is as clear as water, and it is more and more profound.

"The perseverance of martial arts is not only reflected in the indomitable and invincible mind, but also reflected in the indifference in any environment. The way of chess is to cultivate one's moral character and cultivate one's character. The sharp momentum is only for assistance, and I have just entered the side door."

Chu Chen light said, finger hole shot out.

In the position it refers to, a white chess piece emerges in response to the sound.

As soon as the white chess pieces came out, the momentum of the whole chessboard suddenly changed, driving all the white pieces to burst out a strong air, which immediately suppressed the momentum of the sunspots.

Under the momentum of chess, the air flow will be impacted to send out bursts of whistling sound.

"Not bad!"

Mo Yazi nodded. His emphasis on the heart of martial arts is just what Chu Chen realized. A strong heart of martial arts doesn't have to be indomitable. There is also indifference in the face of anything.

Playing chess is to cultivate one's self-cultivation. Although one understands the artistic conception of chess and becomes a kind of martial arts means, it can't be separated from the origin of playing chess, i.e. calmness of mind can make a panoramic view of the chess game and take charge of the general situation.

But Chu Chen just anxious, runs counter, is in the inferior position is inevitable, if continues that kind of state to go down, loses, became inevitable.

Fortunately, he finally reflected it. He realized so quickly that few disciples in the holy land had such a heart for martial arts.

"This son, interesting!" Mo Yazi looks at Chu Chen with a faint smile on his face.

The inscriptions on tianbiya are full moon, which is enough to make Moya Zi interested. However, it is only a little interest.

In the past years, there are also peerless disciples who can take full moon, but their age is a little older than Chu Chen.

The most important thing is that the words mentioned by Chu Chen are left by the holy master of the sect of the holy land of all spirits. Who dares to mention the words of the ancestors on the wall of heaven?

And he Chu Chen dare, different!

When Chu Chen is invited to play chess, moyazi also deliberately tests him. If Chu Chen just can't understand it, then, undoubtedly, moyazi's expectation of him will be greatly reduced.

However, the impression of Chu Chen will not change, this son, different!

It's hard to understand! And Chu Chen, even if the final perception can not be realized, cliff son will not say anything.

Here is the artistic conception of chess. Chu Chen is in a passive position. Everything is affected by the surroundings. Mo Ya Zi didn't expect that Chu Chen could feel it.

At the moment, the heart is also a surprise, in front of this little guy, more than he imagined.

"Cliff master, testing me."

Chu Chen whispered, in the heart more a thank you, the other party and he did not know each other, but can give this opportunity, magnanimous.

Of course, the chance is given by the cliff son, but whether we can grasp it or not depends on ourselves.Simply, I didn't let the other party down. Finally, I had a deeper understanding of the heart of martial arts.

As a warrior, all have a heart of martial arts. The so-called heart of martial arts is the pursuit of martial arts. Chu Chen's heart of martial arts is undoubtedly powerful. In the face of any difficulties and numerous dangers, he never bowed his head and raised his fist to open a way forward.

However, the heart of martial arts is more than that. A few words from moyazi and his understanding in the process of playing chess made Chu Chen's maosai open.

The heart of martial arts is a bright light on the road of Xiuwu. If you shine there, you will go wherever you go.

Chu Chen's perception can also be called the way of cultivating martial arts. This "Tao" is not the natural way mastered by the strong martial arts, but the road.

Moyazi showed him the way to practice martial arts. He used his heart as a light to illuminate the road under his feet.

Chu Chen is not in a hurry, but white pieces emerge. Although calm, the chess pieces themselves are strong and fierce.

The chessboard is like a battlefield. Black and white are the two kings. Each piece of chess is an elite army. The two sides are engaged in fierce confrontation.

Chu Chen's heart is incomparably calm, looking at the whole chessboard, as if to put it into the eyes.

He is playing chess with his mind and knows the whole board.

On the other side, the cliff son sits on his knees, his face unshaken.

When the cultivation reaches this point, one breath is introverted, and the whole person seems to blend into the air.

At the moment, he looked at the chessboard with the same eyes.

This kind of game has not appeared for a long time.

There were no disciples interested in Bailing holy land. Even Ding Chunqiu, who was highly cultivated, and Guan Xinghai were not as good as Chu Chen in his mind.

Black and white two pieces, finally fall on the whole chessboard!

Chu Chen's last fall, after this piece of chess fell, the whole chessboard suddenly burst out with Cui Zhe's light. With a roar, the whole world was destroyed in an instant.

Head a dizzy feeling, also with a trace of needle prick pain, Chu Chen closed his eyes, calmed the next brain, immediately opened his eyes.

The top of Tianbi cliff, old trees, bamboo groves, cottages

He came back, out of the mood of chess.

"Congratulations on your understanding of the heart of martial arts. The chess method is better than me, and you can get rid of the difficult situation successfully."

Mo Ya Zi's voice, with a trace of smile, you can see that he is in a very good mood at the moment.

Smell speech Chu Chen shakes his head: "thank you for letting me go, otherwise I will never win."

Mo Yazi is a master of chess. He understands the artistic conception of chess. His level of playing chess has become a saint. With his strong cultivation, he can be called a master.

But I only know a little about chess. Even if I understand the heart of martial arts, I can't win. The only possibility is that cliff son is letting him.

"If you understand that, you will win. It is not too much to say that you win." Cliff son face with a faint smile, although did not admit, but with his words, is also confirmed.

However, it doesn't matter any more. Just as cliff boy said, perception is the winner. As for chess, it's nothing.