The old man walked very slowly, but every time he took a gentle step forward, it would make people's eyes dazzle.

However, in a snap of his fingers, the old man had already come to the top of Zhaogong Mountain.

"Teacher." The thin Taoist priest took a step forward and knelt on the ground with a plop, looking excited.

"Senior brother, this is your old days. The senior who met in Jiangnan? The fat Taoist priest's heart moved, and he asked tentatively.

"Senior brother, you're right, this is the second gentleman I often mention to you."

"The reason why I was able to step into Huajin and achieve great chess skills is the credit of Mr. Er." The thin Taoist priest said excitedly.

"Mr. Two? Could it be that you are Mr. Peng Er, the Jiangnan chess saint? Jiang Lao seemed to remember something, and asked tentatively.

During the Republic of China, Mr. Peng looked down on the world, representing the countries of China and Turkey, and was known as the "first national hand".

However, among the older generation in the Middle-earth chess world, Mr. Peng is called a "chess fairy" to show respect for Mr. Peng.

A hundred years after Mr. Peng, his disciple Peng Er was born, who was also a first-class hero, silently contributing to the rise of China in secret.

Thirty years ago, Mr. Peng Er suddenly saw through the red dust and returned to the mountains and forests, and never asked about the mortal world.

No one knows where he is, and no one knows if he is still alive.

In order to express respect for Mr. Peng Er, later generations will call Mr. Peng Er "Jiangnan Chess Saint" to show their admiration.

No one knows how high Mr. Peng Er's chess skills are.

But according to the derivation of Jiang Lao, Du Lao and other chess players, Mr. Peng Er's chess skills, even if they are not as good as Mr. Peng back then, I am afraid that they are not far behind.

"I didn't expect the old man to retire to Nanshan for thirty years, and there are still people who remember the old man's name." The old man nodded and said something that made everyone excited.

"Meet Mr. Two." All the heroes saluted.

Even Ji Lin looked at the old man's gaze, and he was a little more stunned.

"I didn't expect that over the years of retreat in Zhongnanshan, there was a character like Peng Er in Middle Earth, which is not bad." Ji Lin nodded and smiled, feeling quite relieved.

Chinese culture has declined since modern times, but it has not become extinct, as long as it is properly guided, there is no possibility of re-emerging "sex".

"Junior, back then, I spared you from dying, and made you make a vow not to set foot in Middle-earth for the rest of your life, could it be that you didn't become the wind in your ears?"

Mr. Peng Er looked at Mr. Big from afar and said the words that shook the crowd.

"It turns out that Mr. Big has never stepped into Middle-earth in the past fifty years, but was forced by Mr. Two!"

"This time, Mr. Er personally took action, just an island country, what are you afraid of!"

The group of heroes was excited, and everyone became warlike, sweeping away the initial depression.

"When the old man didn't succeed in chess, he was designed by you to lose by one move."

"In today's battle, the old man will kill you without leaving a piece of armor!" was exposed in public, Mr. Big was a little unhappy, and snorted coldly.

"The defeated generals are brave! Since the old man was able to beat you once, the same is true today. ”

Mr. Peng Er sneered disdainfully, everyone only felt that their eyes were flowering, and when they came to their senses, Mr. Peng Er had already come to the Seven Star Terrace.

Bang!

saw Mr. Peng slash with a punch, the black chess piece suddenly rose into the air, and then a chess piece fell abruptly.

Rumble!

As soon as the chess pieces were settled, everyone felt that the sky was thundering, and the mountains in the distance seemed to be trembling, and a monstrous aura like a mountain dancing silver snake was filled with the sky.

Strong!

It's really stronger!

The confrontation between the two armies is nothing more than momentum!

"It is worthy of being the Jiangnan chess saint who moves the world, and the strength of Mr. Er's momentum is not much different from when Mr. Peng was at his peak." Du Lao laughed loudly, very excited.

"In this battle, I will win in Middle-earth!" Jiang Lao nodded, deeply convinced.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

The crowd was agitated, and they all felt a sense of raising their eyebrows, but only Ji Lin stood behind and sighed slightly.

"Mr. Ji, what kind of expression do you have, do you think that my master is not the opponent of the people of that island country?" The eyes of the thin Taoist priest who had been observing Ji Lin's reaction lit up, and the sound of yin and yang resounded throughout the audience.

In an instant, Ji Lin found that the gazes of the heroes looking at him were a little sharp.

Even the three elders of Yulei and the heroes of Shu were a little unhappy when they looked at Ji Lin.

If Mr. Peng is a myth of the Republic of China era, then Mr. Peng Er is the undefeated god of war in modern Middle-earth!

is such a hero of the world, Ji Lin is not optimistic about his victory?

You're just a teenager, why do you look down on Mr. Peng Er?

The heroes of Shu are tolerant of Ji Lin, but the heroes in other places feel that Ji Lin is a little overdone.

"Mr. Ji, do you think you can't defeat Mr. Big, so you can't accept others to steal your limelight?" The thin Taoist priest did not give up and continued to ask questions.

"I don't count who wins or who loses, you can see it within a stick of incense." Ji Lin smiled faintly, and the clouds were light and light.

"I don't have anything in this temple, but there is no shortage of incense." The thin Taoist priest smiled disdainfully, picked up the small tripod and came out, and really lit a stick of incense in front of everyone.

"Ji Lin, do you really think that you are an old monster who has lived for thousands of years and knows everything? Phew! The thin Taoist sneered in his heart, silently calculating the time, ready to see Ji Lin's joke.

The thin Taoist is only a registered disciple of Mr. Peng Er, and he has only received guidance once, and he has achieved remarkable results in the way of chess.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect your cultivation to stay in the past, it's ridiculous."

In the face of Mr. Peng Er's monstrous momentum, Mr. Big didn't care, and let out a long howl in the sky, and the breath of three flowers on his head steamed up.

Whoa!

In the gray sky, a seven-colored rainbow suddenly appeared, and a group of geese rolled in this ice and snow, and everyone who watched was shocked.

"The three flowers gather at the top, connecting the heavens and the earth, I didn't expect Mr. Big to reach such a realm." Du Lao's face was shaken, and even his voice was trembling.

Mr. Peng Er's realm is actually a three-flower gathering, and he can also attract heaven and earth in a small area with his own momentum, but he is not as exaggerated as Mr. Big.

"Look, those geese have actually condensed into a line of words in the void." Suddenly, I don't know who screamed, and everyone looked up one after another and saw a scene that they would never forget.

"Fight! Not! No! Victory! ”

"Attack! Not! No! Gram! ”

Poof!

Looking blankly at the eight big characters arranged by the geese in the void, everyone gasped, and they all knew that Mr. Big had not used all his strength just now, and was completely playing chess with the heroes of Middle-earth with the mentality of cat and mouse.

This battle is the battle in which Mr. Big really shows his fangs!

The outcome of this battle will determine the direction of cultural export of the chess circles of the two countries in the next few decades!

War! War! War!

In full view of everyone, Mr. Peng Er finally moved.

ps: Thank you for the support of the Taoist friend "Shihu Little Fish". In addition, the international practice of asking for some recommendation votes, brothers, the recommendation votes are a little miserable Oh ~~~~ (>_