He looked at the clone close at hand and saw the sharp sword, with his appearance reflected on the sword's surface.

...It's his turn now, and Su Mingan is waiting for his order.

If you let the tower attack, you will face the same situation as before - you are not sure whether you can block the opponent's attack.

The barrage that had been badmouthing Su Mingan gradually changed:

[I seem to...see a little hope of a comeback?]

[Impossible, Your Highness Aini can definitely block this blow!!]

[Your Highness Aini, don’t retreat! Show some color to the boy from Dragon Kingdom! 】

【——Su Mingan, come on!!!】

[Ah ah ah ah, it would be great if brother Lu Shu were here, maybe there would be a chance...]

After seeing a little bit of hope, the desire to survive being pulled out of the mire was too obvious.

The audience seems to have seen a slight turn for the better.

Aini looked at the blade of the sword so close at hand, and frankly said that he was not sure he could block the blow from Su Ming'an's clone.

But if you allow yourself to retreat...

As soon as Aini thought about this option and saw the people who were madly supporting him, he felt an explosive sensation rising on his scalp.

——Why should I retreat?

Hans retreated, Hubert retreated, and Qiaolia retreated. He had already reached the limit of his tolerance. If he retreated in the next step... the other party's clone would still follow him - would he keep repeating the same behavior as a drowned dog?

Aini was born perfect, just like a gift from God. He was born to stand in the light and look down at everything. Pride has already become a part of his personality and soul, completely flowing in his blood. Even if the opponent's king's performance has made him

He didn't dare to despise the opponent anymore, but that didn't mean that he had to retreat again and again.

...This is a world chessboard, and the attention of nearly a world audience has gathered here. As the battle progressed, more and more people entered Aini and Su Mingan's live broadcast room, and there were even forums broadcasting it in real time.

Everyone is watching him, billions of humans are watching him.

...It was so similar to the scene he had seen before in Zhai Xing. But the difference was that the gazes and weight gathered here were too heavy, so heavy that his steps back became sluggish.

——He is the one who wants to be the number one player!

How could you regress in front of someone who is on the pre-selected list!

Aini raised his head and met the eyes of the king opposite.

The other party's eyes were no longer calm, and seemed to be burning with warlike and crazy flames. The other party was still gambling - walking on the edge of a knife every step of the way.

The opponent was just betting that the tower wouldn't get a critical hit, so he took all his life on it without leaving any room.

So... in response to this opponent.

The corners of Aini's lips raised slightly.

The flames on his body seemed to become more intense. Light and color mixed together, gradually becoming the darkest bright color on the chessboard.

"You seem to have found the wrong person to bet on." Aini said from afar: "I am absolutely, absolutely confident that I can take the blow from your clone. And before that... you will definitely die.

Under the next attack from the tower."

He saw that Su Ming'an's eyes were slightly condensed.

"Then..." Su Ming'an looked at him with a smile, pointed his sword at him from afar, the sword edge flashed, and his smile was extremely enthusiastic:

"... Give me a critical hit and let me see - if God wants you to become a [Lighthouse] to replace me."

Aini's eyes instantly turned cold.

He looked at the blue light in Salt's hand in the tower with great expectation, and then issued the command:
Chapter completed!