"It's Mr. Yi again!"

"Sima Yuntian's chess skills are not as good as the head of the institute. Can Mr. Yi do it?"

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The Confucian scholars were talking about it in the battle arena.

Yifeng had already woken up and stepped onto the fighting platform.

Sima Yuntian looked at Yi Feng, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

"The second game, chess, is the whereabouts!" Yi Feng smiled slightly.

Yi Feng's words fell, and Zhang Shen, among the seventy-two great scholars, suddenly came out.

"Teacher, Yan Chuan hasn't even come up. Why should the teacher take action personally? Let the disciples do it for you!" Zhang Shen said with a smile.

"You?" Sima Yuntian suddenly laughed.

"Yes, teacher, please rest assured. Since the disciple dares to come out, he will be sure to win!" Zhang Shen said affirmatively.

Zhang Shenyi said, and the Seventy-one great scholar nodded.

Sima Yuntian smiled slightly and said, "Then why do you have to win?"

Zhang Shen frowned slightly, looked around and looked at Yi Feng, as if he was worried that it would not work if it said it.

Around the surroundings, countless cultivators also stared at Zhang Shen, as if they were looking forward to Zhang Shen’s secret of winning.

Seeing the teacher asking, Zhang Shen could only say helplessly: "Disciples discovered a flaw in Yifeng. The disciples and juniors have studied Yifeng's chess style. Yifeng has a fatal flaw!"

"Wow!"

The cultivator from the fighting stage looked at Zhang Shen in surprise. Flaws? Are there any flaws in Yifeng?

"Teacher!" Zhang Shen stepped forward and looked forward.

"Is it the initial layout?" Sima Yuntian said with a smile.

"Uh? The teacher also saw it?" Zhang Shen said in surprise.

Layout? The cultivators around him looked at Sima Yuntian in surprise.

Sima Yuntian shook his head and sighed slightly, "You are fooled!"

"Ah? How is it possible? I have studied all the chess games of Yifeng. It will never be wrong. His initial layout power is very weak! As long as he breaks through fiercely at the beginning, he will definitely lose!" Zhang Shen said without believing.

"Hahahahaha, Mr. Yi, please tell me!" Sima Yuntian suddenly laughed.

Although Sima Yuntian is crazy, Sima Yuntian still gives enough respect as long as he is capable.

Yi Feng smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Sima, wise eyes!"

"Ah? What's going on? Teacher, what's going on!" Zhang Shen said inexplicably.

With a slight sigh, Sima Yuntian said, "That's a condom that Yi Feng had made long ago, and I'm waiting for you to get in!"

"The condom has been made long ago? That flaw was left intentionally by Yifeng?" Zhang Shen was stunned.

Not only Zhang Shen, the great scholars of Julu Academy, many of them have studied Yifeng's chessboard, and some of them have also discovered Yifeng's flaws. They were originally complacent, but now they were told that it was a trap that someone deliberately set up?

Suddenly, the faces of several great sages blushed slightly.

"Yifeng's chess is not comparable to you. If you go on, watch it very well!" Sima Yuntian said lightly.

"Yes!" Zhang Shen said with a red look.

At this moment, tens of thousands of cultivators were staring at him, and his self-righteousness this time suddenly became a laughing stock in the world. Of course, the cultivators around him were more worshipping Yifeng.

Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan and said, "Yan Chuan?"

Yan Chuan's expression was still calm and he smiled slightly.

"Although there are only four people, each has its own targets, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? You have found the best one, which is amazing!" Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan with appreciation.

"Sima Yuntian is rumored to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it is indeed well-known!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Qin, you have already lost. Do you think there is still a possibility of defeating me?" Sima Yuntian said in a deep voice.

"I want to thank you for winning me such luck!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Yan Chuan's words have already shown his confidence in winning.

"Hahahaha, okay, then you guys come together!" Sima Yuntian suddenly said arrogantly again.

"Come together?"

An unexpected sound suddenly came from all around.

Even Meng Ziqiu, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes at this moment.

"The successor of the Sima family is indeed arrogant from generation to generation!" Le Yi said with a wry smile.

"This is passed down from generation to generation!" Meng Ziqiu nodded with a wry smile.

Yan Chuan stared at Sima Yuntian, still calmly.

"Mr. Wenruo, just fight with him together!" Yan Chuan looked at Wenruo and said.

"Uh? OK!" Mr. Wen Ruo nodded.

"You won't come together?" Sima Yuntian said in a deep voice.

"I? I'm afraid you can't resist it, so I'll blame the rules!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Hahahahahahahaha, I can't resist it, will I blame the rules?" Sima Yuntian smiled unexpectedly.

Sima Yuntian was arrogant, but now he realized that there was someone more arrogant than him in front of him.

"Okay, I'll give you a last chance to showdown!" Sima Yuntian nodded.

"Young Master Yan, I can only do my best!" Mr. Wen Ruo said to Yan Chuan again.

"Yan Chuan naturally believes in Mr. Wen Ruo's ability, but what is Mr. Wen Ruo going to draw this time?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"I would like to ask Mr. Yan to give me a title!" Wen Ruo said solemnly.

Yan Chuan looked at Sima Yuntian, then turned to Wen Ruo, and smiled and said, "I want you to draw a picture of 'life-defeating'!"

"Ah? The creatures are in trouble?" Wen Ruo said in shock.

"The people are destroyed, all races are destroyed, the creatures are devastated, the world is collapsed, and the map of doomsday!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.

Mr. Wen Ruo looked at Yan Chuan in shock, his eyes full of discomfort. This kind of picture is not about Wen Ruo, but about this picture being too remote! And it is very unpopular!

"Go, think about it, I believe you!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Okay!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled bitterly.

Nodding, Mr. Wen Ruo also stepped onto the fighting stage.

Wen Ruo and Yi Feng stepped onto the fighting platform, but Yan Chuan returned to Mo Yuxi's place.

"What did you ask Mr. Wen Ruo to draw? Can he win?" Mo Yuxi said worriedly.

"Meow? I heard that Yan Chuan wants to draw a picture of the end of the world!" Meow Meow jumped from Mo Yuxi's arms to Yan Chuan's shoulder.

"I don't know if I can win, but as long as I draw as I say, I can help him beat Sima Yuntian!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.

"Hmm?" A trace of curiosity flashed in Mo Yuxi's eyes.

"This Tianshu Conference is far from that simple. Qinglong, help me do something!" Yan Chuan thought for a while and said.

"yes!"--

Light Realm. In front of the Light Hall.

Meng Lingtian reached out and waved a light curtain, and could see everything in Tianshu Square, Oriental Decent, Meng Rongrong, and three men who were recruiting together were accompanying Meng Lingtian to look at the light curtain.

"This Sima Yuntian is so bad! He actually robbed Julu Academy's luck!" Dongfang Zhengsai shouted immediately.

Meng Lingtian sighed slightly as Sima Yuntian saw that the external luck was divided by one quarter of it.

"Old Meng, no, teacher, don't care? Your little Mengqi lost, so will this luck be in vain? That boy Sima Yuntian?" Dongfang Zhengpai frowned.

"He is the only one of the Sima family to his generation. The Sima family has a very special status. In the ancestral teachings of Julu Academy, various regulations have been made for the Sima family. They have many privileges in Julu Academy, but they will never become the head of the institute!" Meng Lingtian sighed slightly.

"Which ancestor made this bastard?" Dongfang Zhengpai said angrily.

But as soon as he said that, the Eastern righteous suddenly changed his face and he suddenly felt bitter: "Teacher, I am not worth it for my Julu Academy. I have no intention of offending the ancestors. Don't punish me to copy books!"

However, this time Meng Lingtian did not blame him, but looked at the righteous Dongfang and said strangely: "It is your ancestor, Dongfang Bubai's regulations!"

"Puchi!"

Suddenly, several other students laughed.

"Why are you laughing at me? My ancestors are wise and powerful. Can you laugh at me? I just sing praises. Do you understand?" The Eastern Decent Sect immediately shouted.

Everyone laughed even harder.
To be continued...