"Yes, this Zhenlong chess game was originally intended to harm people. It's better not to get it..." Before he finished speaking, an old man with white hair and fairy-like hair appeared on the field. Meng Dong, Hangu Eight Friends and a group of NPCs all raised their spirits at the same time, and involuntarily exclaimed: "Ding Chunqiu?!"

"Hmph!" Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly, and his cold eyes swept across everyone, as if he had stayed for a while on Meng Dong and Luo Yuchen for a while. Then, he turned his head and looked at Su Xinghe and Jiang Chen with a sneer on his face.

Fan Bailing, Duan Yu and other NPC characters who know how to play chess came back to their senses in Ding Chunqiu's cold snorkeling just now. It's strange that after breaking away, the Zhenlong chess game seemed to have a lot of attraction to everyone. As long as you don't spy carefully and calculate the specific changes in the situation, there will be no more trance.

However, Jiang Chen, who had already sat down and faced the chess game, had no such good luck. It seemed that the "magic" of the entire chess game was concentrated on him alone. Judging from his appearance, he had been completely caught by the chess game in front of him, his eyes were empty, and he looked like a walking corpse. Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu's sneer became even stronger: "With this little internal skill, he dared to spy on this Zhenlong chess game? He had not started to make a move yet, and he was fascinated by his mind so quickly. He was so overestimated!"

When Ding Chunqiu suddenly appeared just now, Su Xinghe raised his head, looked at him indifferently, and then quickly lowered his head and focused on studying the chess game in front of him. However, after hearing Ding Chunqiu's cold sarcasm, his expression fluctuated slightly, slowly raised his head to look at Jiang Chen, then stretched out his hand and said, "Sister Jiang, please make a move!"

Jiang Chen was shocked all over, like a puppet lifting a black piece slowly in a stiff movement and gently landed on an empty space. When this piece fell, Duan Yu, Fan Bailing, Su Xinghe, and Shaolin monks who knew how to chess all nodded slightly, but Meng Dong and Luo Yuchen, who were watching carefully, both exclaimed "Huh". The tall player who followed Su Xinghe without saying a word also changed color slightly, and his eyes were filled with strange light.

Indeed, none of the three players know Go, but anyone who has read the original work knows that if you want to crack the Zhenlong chess game, the first step to get started is the key to the key. If you cannot kill yourself when you first move and kill a large piece of chess pieces, then the space for moving behind will become smaller and smaller, and you will soon fall into the endless entanglement and cannot extricate yourself.

Logically speaking, since Jiang Chen is deliberately planning this plot, it is naturally impossible for him to not even know the well-known method of breaking the situation. However, the current situation is beyond the expectations of Luo Yuchen and the players - Jiang Chen's first move did not cut off his own way, but just made a move in a normal manner!

"Can it be like Ding Chunqiu said that this Zhenlong chess game not only tests chess skills, but also tests the chess player's internal skills and cultivation?" After looking at each other, Meng Dong and the player behind Ding Chunqiu irresistible expressions of gloating. Even Luo Yuchen sneered slightly like Ding Chunqiu. As for the person who hosted the Zhenlong chess game, Su Xinghe just nodded slightly after seeing Jiang Chen's first move, and replied without thinking.

"Pa", "Pa", the crisp sound of stepping continues to sound. Although Jiang Chen's movements are stiff, the stepping speed is not slow. In a short time, he went out to ten steps. However, the tenth move is like a huge level. After passing this number, not only did Jiang Chen's stepping speed suddenly slow down, but even Duan Yu, Fan Bailing and others who were watching were solemn and suddenly became energetic.

"No, not bad!" Su Xinghe nodded repeatedly, looking very appreciative, but his response speed did not slow down at all. Often, Jiang Chen spent more and more time thinking about it, he would immediately respond without hesitation. The two crisp sounds of "pa" are often connected together, but the interval between the "two consecutive sounds" is getting longer and longer, and inadvertently create an increasingly tense and stronger mental pressure...

"Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous!" As if he was specifically against Su Xinghe, he praised him not long after, Ding Chunqiu suddenly sneered, "You kid, you have both scheming and ambitions. Unfortunately, you are too small and have a weak mind. You just blindly take a different approach and abuse conspiracy. How can you accomplish things? After all, you just entangled in some irrelevant details, but it has no impact on the general trend!"

"Sin Zhi, Meaning?" Like his movements, Jiang Chen's voice was very stiff, as rigid as an electronic synthesizer, without any fluctuations. However, his expression suddenly recovered a lot and was no longer so stiff: "It's just irrelevant to calculate too much, and it has no effect on the general trend?"

"Master Jiang, what's wrong with you? Wake up..." A hoarse and crude voice suddenly sounded, but it scared everyone. After suddenly turning his head, he found that the person who was speaking was an ugly monk of eighteen or nineteen years old. Obviously, it should be Xu Zhu. After being interrupted by him, the struggle on Jiang Chen's face suddenly faded a lot. After weighing the pros and cons, the piece in his hand that he had been holding for a long time finally fell down.

"Bang!" With the slight sound of the move, Jiang Chen let out a gentle sigh, and his face also showed a smile of joy and expectation. However, with Su Xinghe, everyone who watched the chess sighed slightly and shook their heads.

"Little bald donkey, don't meddle in other people's business!" Su Xinghe's eyes shot sharply, glared at Xu Zhu fiercely, warned him gloomyly, then turned his head and saw Jiang Chen falling down with relief. He swept his face gently, and his disdain instantly increased from three points to ten!

"Hey, you don't believe it. Your ears are so soft. When someone said something lightly, you forced your style of behavior. But in fact, you just learned to walk in Handan and imitated him. Not only did you not pick up sesame seeds, but you threw away all the watermelons in your hands. A person like you is just a mediocre person. How can you accomplish a big thing? It's better to go home early to farm and read books. The bloody world is completely unsuitable for you!"

I have to say that Ding Chunqiu is a rare time to send you compassion this time. Maybe you really don’t look down on Jiang Chen at all. He still leaves a huge room for regression in his guiding words. As long as Jiang Chen is willing to give up his current pursuit, he can immediately escape from the confusion of Zhenlong’s chess game and save his life. However, it is difficult for a good person to do, and Ding Chunqiu’s rare kindness was not received by Jiang Chen. After seeing that he fought with the gods, he struggled and lost another son!

"Hmph, you don't know what you are good at!" Ding Chunqiu was furious, Su Xinghe, Duan Yu and others shook their heads. Jiang Chen's move was completely unstable. He had neither the tricky and weird style he was used to, nor was he trying to change his style like his previous move. The meaning of winning was as if he was just a random shot, which was extremely inappropriate!

"Hmph, you don't even have the minimum level of calmness. You are completely disturbed by your mood so easily. This is just playing chess. If you fight with life and death, wouldn't you even be able to hold the sword? With such a state of mind and spirit, you dare to go out and walk around the world? If I were you, I would have swung my sword and committed suicide long ago. In this case, you might be able to have a whole body!"

Amid Ding Chunqiu's resentful sneer, Su Xinghe shook his head helplessly and stopped making any moves: "Young Master Jiang, don't have to go any further, you have already lost!"

"Puff!" Without any warning, Jiang Chen suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and then his whole body turned into a slight white light and disappeared. The whole process of dying was so fast that it didn't give anyone time to react. Not to mention those who watched the fun, even Meng Dong and Luo Yuchen, the two malicious people who had been staring at him, did not react...

"It's rare to meet a young man who looks and has a good chess skills. Unexpectedly, his personality and experience are so poor!" Su Xinghe sighed secretly, then raised his head and said to Duan Yu: "Young Master Duan, you..." Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a sound of vomiting blood, and then Fan Bailing fell down with a pale face!

"Oh, the ignorant disciple! Didn't you tell you, don't rashly calculate the changes in the chess game? Your ability is still far from it!" After all, he was his disciple, and Su Xinghe couldn't stand it to death. After sighing slightly, he saw him bounce his hands and popping out his fingers invisibly, quickly sealing Fan Bailing's acupoints. Xue Muhua hurriedly rushed forward and fed a pill into Fan Bailing's mouth, which finally made his face look bloody again.

However, Fan Bailing is really worthy of being a chess fanatic. After a little better, he knelt up regardless of the situation and kowtowed repeatedly: "Please help me!"
Chapter completed!