Chapter Twenty-Three: The Stinky Flies in the Hall of the Scriptures
When Su Yang crossed over, it was the time when Google's Go robot Alpha Dog fought Lee Sedol. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Lee Sedol is a South Korean who has won the World Go Championship many times, but he lost 1-4 to Google's robot Alpha Dog!
Zeng Hao said that he was ninety percent sure of winning the alpha dog, but after watching Lee Sedol's game, his grasp dropped to sixty percent, but I don't know if he did it later? Maybe when Su Yang goes back, he will take Du Niang to search carefully and pay attention to the news.
Therefore, the strength of the alpha dog can be seen!
The alpha dog in Su Yang's mobile phone is not Google's alpha dog, but it is also a very famous Go software on the Internet, today, Su Yang is going to borrow it and kill the Quartet!
Stepping into the two-person high gate made of black iron, there is a shadow and shadow corridor in the eye, which is a little mottled, so it makes people feel depressed.
Maybe it's because few people are close to this area, and the moment Su Yang appeared at the temple gate, many people found him outside the tower, and then the sound of pointing and pointing in the square staggered.
"I was not mistaken, right? That person is a new disciple? ”
"I'm also thinking it's strange, why did he go to the Scripture Palace?"
"Could it be that he has broken through the Twelfth Order of Innate Order?"
"What are you kidding, I just said it was the innate third order in the morning."
"So what is he doing there? Didn't he know that the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Hall needed to reach the innate twelfth level before he could enter? ”
"Maybe it's because he doesn't know the rules, although it's impressive that he reached the innate third order so quickly, it's still a long way to go to enter the Tibetan Scripture Hall."
"Actually, it's no wonder that he can't be blamed, after all, there is no teacher to teach."
"Who made him so unbearable, otherwise how could he be assigned to the Cinnabar Hall by Senior Sister Suyi? I think, I'm afraid that his innate third-order strength has also found some unsavory way to break through. ”
"Is it possible that he went for Zhenlong?"
"Haha, it's the funniest sentence I've ever heard from your mouth!"
"At his age, crack Zhenlong? You can afford him! ”
"Whatever you say, I'm going to go and see, who's going with me?"
"Forget it, add me one, I also want to see how he made a fool of himself!"
The second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Hall is actually the first floor, because it is here that the exercises are stored.
Su Yang stood in the corridor, with a musty smell on the pavement, but it was not unpleasant, but it made people feel comfortable, because it was full of the sandalwood smell of ancient books.
Walking to the end of the corridor, a wide platform came into Su Yang's eyes, behind which was a square window, and directly opposite was a wooden gate, on which were faintly engraved some complex inscriptions, obviously with special prohibitions.
On the side against the wall, there were two people sitting in front of a knee-high stone platform, one old and one young.
The old one has long crane hair and beard, and his face is indifferent.
Few, frowning, and his face was full of sadness and impatience.
Su Yang slowly approached, and then a complicated chess game came into Su Yang's eyes, but even those who didn't know how to play chess could see that at this time, the sunspot power was lost, and they were surrounded and suppressed by a large number of white characters, and only the edge of the area was still making the last struggle, and they resisted stubbornly.
The young man's second finger picked up a sunspot again, and then the movement of his palm froze on the chessboard, and finally the fingertips loosened, and the sunspot fell directly onto the chessboard, smashing another sunspot, as if giving up.
The young man slowly stood up and bowed to the old man, his face full of lost emotions, and when he turned around, he found that there was another person behind him.
The young man's face was impatient, and he was worried that he couldn't find a place to vent, but he found that there was a person standing behind him at this time, looking at his own jokes?
The young man was angry, and immediately ignored the thirty-seven twenty-one, all the grievances and resentment erupted, pointing at Su Yang and scolding: "What do you see, I haven't seen others lose chess!" ”
With a sudden roar, Su Yang was also a little inexplicable, but his gaze did not dodge or avoid, he stared into the young man's eyes like this, and said coldly: "I've seen losing chess, but I've never seen chess stinky like this!" ”
The young man snorted coldly and said disapprerovitically: "It seems that you are also qualified to challenge the Zhenlong of the Earth Temple." ”
Su Yang spread his hands, pretending to be helpless, and said, "Otherwise, what do you think I'm here for?" I've come to see you playing chess with garbage? If I hadn't seen you take your seat, I'd have waited in the back? ”
"You ......" The young man was taken aback again, and suddenly his chest was not smooth, and his breathing became short, and he held it for a long time, until he saw the red stripes on Su Yang's cuffs, so he chuckled disdainfully and let out a cruel sentence, "Then I want to see what level of waste you have in the Cinnabar Palace!" ”
Su Yang didn't bother to pay attention to the young man anymore, he directly brushed him aside, saluted the old man in front of him, and said respectfully: "Su Yang, disciple of the Cinnabar Palace, come to challenge the master Zhenlong chess game." ”
The old man smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and motioned to sit down, although he was not cold, but he also had no feelings, and seemed to be surprised by the disciples who came to challenge.
And at the moment when Su Yang sat down, more than a dozen teenagers of different shapes walked out of the roundabout corridor, appeared on the platform, and stood not far behind Su Yang.
The sound of chirping sounded again, which couldn't help but make Su Yang's brows furrow, these annoying flies are really everywhere!
It wasn't until the old man's cold words came out that the field quieted down, "The Great Hall of the Tibetan Scriptures, please don't make noise." ”
After that, I saw the old man's sleeve robe flicked, and the black and white pieces on the original chessboard suddenly floated up, staggered and separated in mid-air, some fell back to the chessboard, and the others rearranged the divisions on the chessboard.
Soon, a new sentence reappeared on the chessboard.
"This disciple of the Cinnabar Hall has never made a living, so before the chess game starts, I advise you to wait, the chess field is like a battlefield, it is not a place to play and frolic, but if you want to try, I should accompany you, but after this time, before the next challenge, you still have to be fully prepared, it is good for you and me." The old man is very indifferent, so he seems very arrogant.
When Su Yang heard this, he immediately frowned, and before he could get his feelings, this old man concluded that he had lost? The old man who has lived for so many years also has the problem of judging people by his appearance? Look down on him, a disciple of the Cinnabar Temple?
Hearing the old man's words, the crowd watching the play behind him burst into laughter again.
Chess competition with the three elders? It's really unbelievable!
However, the next moment, an equally cold and arrogant word came out, and everyone's faces suddenly froze, including the group of disciples who laughed at Su Yang, including the chess boy who scolded Su Yang just now, and the old man on the opposite side of the chessboard!
"Please also ask the master to go all out, don't be humble to the disciple, the disciple thanked him first." Su Yang smiled calmly: "Please." ”