The Eastern Decent Sect could only continue to watch the Tianshu Conference speechlessly.

Meng Rongrong kept looking at Yan Chuan in the picture, biting her lip, her eyes were extremely complicated!—

Tianshu Square.

On the table, there are two easels, each with a long piece of white paper placed on them.

Mr. Wen Ruo grabbed a pen and pondered at one of the white papers, as if thinking about how to start.

On the other hand, the game between Sima Yuntian and Yifeng officially began.

"Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!".........

The two of them made extremely fast moves, and Sima Yuntian looked at the chessboard with great seriousness.

"Well? You can understand my layout by just looking at me with just one game of chess?" Sima Yuntian raised his eyebrows.

Yifeng didn't say anything and continued to make a move.

Yifeng's magic power is limited, so the chessboard does not inject mana, and only whirlwinds are rippling above his head. Sima Yuntian seemed to have no mana injected with mana in order to be able to play a real game with Yifeng, and he just made an ordinary move.

In the distance, all the scholars of Julu Academy widened their eyes because the far-reaching realm in this game of chess may be more profound than all the chess games they have seen before.

"Ba!" "Ba!"...

The chess pieces kept falling, and Mr. Wen Ruo also began to match the colors.

The painting has a lot of colors and is colorful, so that it can be colorful and dazzling. But this time, Mr. Wen Ruo only matched black ink and placed a large amount of water trays dripping into different amounts of black ink, forming a palette of different black degrees, all of which are black, but with different depths.

"Bang!"

Mr. Wen Ruo was the first to start writing and quickly splashed ink on the picture.

"Black and white painting? Haha, with a color, I want to make a famous work. Wen Ruo, your growth really surprised me!" A golden light flashed in Sima Yuntian's eyes.

While playing chess with Yi Feng, he looked at Mr. Wen Ruo's ink splashing.

Yifeng's chess was extremely straightforward. Sima Yuntian played with him for nearly an hour. When the chess was about to end, the two began to slow down.

Gradually, the two began to think.

As soon as a son fell, Sima Yuntian looked at Yifeng in a little surprised.

"Mr. Yi, where is it from? The chess path is so amazing? It is better than the great sages of the academy. How dare you ask where your disciples come from?" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.

Yi Feng smiled slightly and said, "You are a mortal in the countryside! You have no teacher and no way to learn some of the details from my king!"

"Mortals? No teacher or a door? Have you learned some basic knowledge from your king? Who is your king?" Sima Yuntian frowned.

"Didn't Mr. Sima ask questions knowingly?" Yifeng said with a son.

"Yan Chuan?" Sima Yuntian frowned and looked at Yan Chuan in the distance.

PS: I can't explode these days. I'm sorry, I will wait for the work to be done in a few days. I will definitely explode for a few days! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!