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When Cheng Yuan Mountain's first day was in a hurry with a chessboard in his hand, Chu Feng had already fought twenty-two consecutive battles on the Yao Tai, except for the one that should be ashamed, none of them were against the geniuses in the top five of the twelve veins. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo?

In every battle, they fought heartily, and the battle was thrilling, and they secretly sweated.

Chu Feng didn't know how many little girls from Yaochi had already turned into a heart shape when they looked at him, and he was already fighting a little now, as if he was about to forget his original intention.

A group of geniuses who had been knocked over by Chu Feng gathered in a corner, looking at this monster with great resentment, while silently cursing him for being put down in the next battle, but unfortunately, they never got their wish.

In fact, what Chu Feng's strength was, in the fourth battle with Hua Lingshuang, it had already been speculated by everyone.

You can't win a seventh-order mid-stage in an instant, but you can ensure that you won't be seriously injured, so it will naturally be the upper seventh-order stage. In terms of the cultivation of the upper seventh order, it is not without them in their generation, such as Yang Yu and Cheng Yanghao are both in the upper seventh order.

In addition, characters like Ling Chunxue, the contemporary eldest disciple of the Yaochi lineage, the first inferior of Xuanpu Hall, and Mo Daochi of Langfeng Peak, have all broken through to the eighth order, and they should be able to defeat them.

But although these people who are almost sure of victory have already arrived, they are all reluctant to play.

They huddled together with those geniuses who had been beaten down with hatred, constantly discussing how someone had been put down somewhere in the first place, and where Chu Feng had an extremely miraculous performance.

They came to fight themselves, not the outsiders, and these overturned geniuses finally realized this cruel reality.

The arrival of Yang Decay undoubtedly threw a stone into the rest of the geniuses who had been buried by a few Eighth-Order Early Stage Geniuses like stagnant water, and everyone immediately boiled.

"Yang Decay, let's go, I'll wait for you. Helan Que said loudly.

"No, we're all planted, just waiting for you to support us. Chang Ming also responded.

"If you don't end up again, outsiders will die of arrogance. The genius of Xuanpu Hall, who lost to Chu Feng in the seventh game, shouted.

In the twelfth game, the genius of Yuque, who was shocked on the spot and broke his hands, shouted loudly: "No, no, the limelight of the twelve veins of Kunlun will be suppressed." ”

Yang Yu looked at the disturbed appearance of everyone, narrowed his eyes, looked at Chu Feng who was fighting fiercely in the field, and groaned slightly for a moment before saying, "I'm sorry everyone, I have an uncomfortable stomach, so I'll go first." ”

As he spoke, Yang Yu turned around and wanted to leave, but Cheng Yanghao grabbed him by the collar.

"Let's go, where are we going?" Cheng Yanghao said angrily.

In the end, he didn't listen to Hua Lingshuang's persuasion, and in the ninth game, in the middle of a sword move, he felt that his true qi was suddenly frozen by an inexplicable chill, and he couldn't run it well.

No, the only thing that Yanghao is happy about is that Hua Lingshuang said one thing wrong, and he lasted longer than Hua Lingshuang.

Although this is because after the other party has the advantage, he looks like he is going to die and begins to drag the time, until he can't hang it on his face, and then throws the sword and admits defeat - because he angrily thought of Hua Lingshuang's words, he knew ...... The opponent's perfunctory consumption of his true qi has not recovered much as he has.

Such a thing was not born in Hua Lingshuang in the middle of the seventh order, but in him in the upper part of the seventh order, of course he knew that it was because Hua Lingshuang's law was too terrifying, but no matter how he thought about it, it was really too humiliating.

Of course, this kind of humiliation can't be borne by yourself alone, and it's rare that Yang Yu is coming, so naturally you have to push Yang Yu off the field and try this taste.

This is the voice of everyone, and it is also the irresistible power of Yangyu.

Yang Yu cried and mourned, like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for the end of the twenty-third game.

In the twenty-third game, it was still Chu Feng who had the advantage and began to drag out time to recover his vitality, and the genius of Mincheng, who was fighting the field, felt that his personality was greatly insulted, so he simply ignored Chu Feng, turned around, walked out of the enchantment in a chic manner, and left the enchantment to Chu Feng alone.

"Let's go down. Cheng Yanghao kicked Yang Yu on his buttocks, and immediately kicked Yang Yu into the enchantment.

Yang Yu cried with a sad face, patted the ash on his buttocks, and then saluted Chu Feng with the chess table: "Yang Yu in Xia Chengyuan Mountain, please advise." ”

Chu Feng looked at Yang Yu and said with some consternation: "It's you." ”

This decay is clearly the young man he met when he entered Kunlun.

Yang Yu pursed his lips and said, "It's not me." ”

As he spoke, Yang Yu took out the chessboard sandwiched under his armpit, took a few steps forward, put the chessboard on the ground, sat on the ground by himself, and then took out two cans of chess pieces, stretched out his hand and beckoned Chu Feng and said: "Come on, come on, let's play chess to divide the winner." ”

There was silence outside the field, and several elders had been watching the behavior of the juniors, although they were a little helpless with a frivolous and undignified attitude, but when they thought about it, they were also very serious in the field, so even if they lost, they did their best, and it was not a bad thing to come down to friendship and promote feelings, so they ignored the actions of the juniors.

As a result, this Yang Decay, who was burdened with everyone's hopes, simply stopped playing, and began to play chess to divide the winners and losers.

What are these juniors thinking in their heads, and can they be more serious?

"I'll go, I knew it would be okay, I should have competed with him on pai gow." ”

"Hmm...... I think I have a better chance than drinking. ”

"I can compare my drawings to him......"

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There were bursts of noisy complaints, so that many elders had to roll their eyes, look at the blue sky, and sigh that today's weather is really good.

In the field, Chu Feng did not refuse Yang Yan's proposal, walked to the chessboard, and sat opposite Yang Yuan. He looked at the old chessboard and asked in a low voice, "What is the comparison?"

Yang Yan did not speak, but took a black and white piece, placed next to each other in the center of the chessboard, the black son was facing him, the white son was facing Chu Feng, and then his left index finger was placed on the black seed, and then he said: "Please senior brother put the index finger on the white seed." ”

Chu Feng did as he said and said, "Then what?"

Yang Yu paused before he said: "Then you and I inject true qi together, and these two chess pieces will use you and my true qi as evidence to impact each other." Whoever cracks first will naturally be the loser. ”

Chu Feng nodded, signaling that he understood.

At this time, everyone outside the court breathed a sigh of relief, and it turned out that it was not really a chess game, but a comparison of the control of true qi and the quality of true qi.

This contest may seem barbaric, but it is not.

Theoretically, of course, whoever injects the most total mass of True Qi in an instant will be able to break through the opponent's chess pieces and win.

But the problem is that these chess pieces themselves are also ordinary entities, and they are not some natural treasures, if the impact is too large in an instant, they will first impact their own chess pieces to crack.

So this competition is actually to see who has a lot of mastery of the limit, who can dance on the wire rope and lick the food on the blade of the kitchen knife.

However, this game-like competition has many disadvantages for Chu Feng.

The most obvious point is that this chess piece is a chess piece brought by Yang Yan, so Yang Yan is afraid that he already has an understanding of this chess piece, but Chu Feng knows nothing.

Zhaoyang glared at Chu Feng with some annoyance, wondering if Chu Feng, a fool, had won too much so much that he was carried away by the victory.

This kind of obviously opportunistic suggestion is also accepted, you should refuse it directly, fight directly, anyway, even Cheng Yanghao has been cleaned up by you and lost his temper, what are you afraid of?

Zhaoyang was not at all clear about Chu Feng's situation.

Chu Feng is actually at a point where he is not really angry now, including the last game, he is struggling to support.

He is not a fairy figure, he has fought twenty-three battles in a row, and he still fights with some geniuses, even if he intends to enter the stage of delaying the recovery of time after the advantage, it is impossible to really recover.

Especially these geniuses are also human spirits, after realizing that they are delaying time, as soon as they enter a disadvantage, they have not started to drag time yet, they admit defeat, and the people who replace them do not give themselves a chance to breathe at all.

Therefore, in fact, Yang Ran's suggestion was the best choice for Chu Feng, because this was not a way to compete for the number of true qi.

During this time, he will also be able to get some recovery and some replenishment to prepare for the next battle.

Yang Yu looked at Chu Feng and showed a hint of a smile, and lowered his voice and said, "Let's pretend to compete for a while, give you a little time to recover, and then fight the others." ”

Chu Feng looked at Yang Decay with a somewhat helpless expression.

Yang Yu smiled "hehe", and then a little bit of Xuan Light swirled up from his fingertips, blooming with a dazzling luster, and Chu Feng's fingertips also swirled with white light, the light was blazing, not inferior to Yang Yu in the slightest.

Chu Feng and Yang Yu sat facing each other, looking at each other, and they had a feeling that they wanted to laugh.

Yang Yu also saw his embarrassment, so he made this suggestion to help him. But why should he help himself?

Chu Feng's gaze inadvertently swept over the many geniuses who were already grouped on the side, looking at their gloating looks, but he also had a little feeling in his heart.

These are all masters who don't take victory or defeat too seriously.

Kunlun Mountain was originally a closed world, and although there were some conflicts between their twelve veins, they generally got along relatively well.

Except for some narrow-minded people who may always remember the old things about each other, most of the time, they can actually live a happier life.

Geniuses like them must often get together to learn from each other and have fun with each other's failures.

So when a genius falls, he wants to drag more geniuses to fall with him.

The same is true for Yang Yu, if he fights hard, although Chu Feng does not dare to say that he is sure of winning, but it is not difficult to fight with Yang Yu to make some fame.

But Yang Yu didn't think so, and he seemed to like to watch other people's defeats more than the victories he might get.

Looking at the weird smile on the corner of Yang Yan's mouth, Chu Feng was indeed a little crying and laughing.

It's all talented.

Chu Feng thought to himself with emotion.