The first game of chess for the vast majority of cultivators in the main hall was still continuing, but the atmosphere of the people outside the hall and the examiners on the high platform in the hall was a little strange.

"Did Chen Gongzi really lose? It's not a joke, is it? ”

"Really, really, the son of the Wang family on the street knows chess, and he really lost......"

"Shorter than Chunhuajun's shortest game that year? How is this possible? Such a girl, she hit by mistake, right? ”

The people outside the hall looked strange and discussed, and there were no examiners in the hall who couldn't understand the chess game, and their expressions became more and more strange.

Before seeing the chess game, they were confident, as if they had guessed a hundred shady scenes, but when the chess game came to their hands, they were silent for a long time.

The examiners' eyes widened and they wanted to see the cracks in the few short rows of chess pieces, but they still couldn't pick out the mistakes.

Although Chen Zichu's performance is not amazing, the overall response is decent, and it cannot be regarded as deliberately releasing water.

This is an unacceptable result.

It's not that Chen Zichu is too weak, but that girl is too strong.

There was no doubt about the results of this chess game, Ji Jiashu felt that it was enough to be used as a famous score to be passed on to future generations, and the woman once again used her strength to block the mouths of the crowd.

However, with such a chess game, it is difficult for people to admit that this is the true strength of that woman.

Because the result is terrible.

She won too fast, and the opponent who won was still higher than her, this was an absolutely crushing power, and none of the big people in the hall wanted to admit that a nun, a tool of harmony, and a former vase princess had such power.

It doesn't make sense in the eyes of ordinary people, young cultivators, or big figures in the cultivation world.

There is no reason for this girl to be so strong.

Even though the examiners on the high platform of this chess game looked strange, there were still many examiners who insisted on sneering.

"It's just the first one, it's just an accident."

"I definitely won't make it to the end, and I definitely won't win the next step."

"It's also that the eldest son of the Chen family is too imprudent, and he is really not as good as his younger brother......"

People have attributed this first victory to chance.

But what happened next was not expected by anyone.

At this time, most of the hour passed, and other chess games gradually ended early. Looking at Chen Zichu and Ying Baoyue who were standing in the corner of the main hall, Ye Siyuan, who had won the chess, walked over and stared at Ying Baoyue and sneered, "You will be lucky." ”

He glanced at Chen Zichu, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm lucky enough to meet this waste in the first round." ”

Ji Jiashu on the high platform heard this sentence, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes, compared to Chen Zichu, who was not good at stubble, his eyes narrowed and he was about to speak, but a calm female voice sounded beside him.

"Where, Ye Dagongzi may not be able to walk through thirty hands under me." Ying Baoyue smiled and said, "The woman really can't see how strong you are." ”

"You ......" I didn't expect her to refute like this, Ye Siyuan, who had just won, was about to roar, but only to see the woman in front of her glance at the endgame he left not far away.

"Besides, as long as the seventy-eighth hand of the Northern Wei Dynasty is in the position of horizontal seven vertical twenty-two, he can win."

Ye Siyuan's opponent was a disciple of the Northern Han Pavilion, and after hearing this, everyone looked at the chessboard and the chess game after hearing this, and when they saw the position of Yingbaoyue, the person who knew chess eased down, and his pupils shrank.

This is the chess eye.

If Ye Siyuan's opponent is there, it is really possible to turn the victory around.

That Beihan Pavilion disciple was even more enlightened, and there was a look of regret in his eyes.

"You ......" Ye Siyuan, who understood the chess game, was speechless, only incredulous.

"So Ye Dagongzi, your luck is good," Ying Baoyue said lightly, "You can win such a chess game that you were supposed to lose." ”

Ye Siyuan's face turned blue, and the expressions of the people around him who heard this conversation could not hide their shock, but compared to Ye Siyuan's self-inflicted humiliation, what really shocked everyone was that Ying Baoyue just glanced at the endgame and pointed out the chess eye in that game that was enough to turn the tide of victory and defeat.

Ye Siyuan and the disciple of the Northern Han Pavilion didn't see this move, but she saw it effortlessly, which could only show that her chess strength was above these two people.

Is all this really just a coincidence?

The people's expressions became more and more shocked.

An hour passed, and all the chess games in the hall were over, and those that were not over were forcibly terminated. After counting the meshes of all the games, half of the cultivators were eliminated, and the remaining practitioners moved on to the second game.

"I'm going out, come on." Chen Zichu glanced at the woman beside him, her expression was a little complicated, but in the end, a blessed smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"You're the one who won me, and you're going to take down these people with my share!" He patted Yinghuyue's shoulder hard.

"Well, I'll prove that it's not that you're too weak when you lose to me," Ying Baoyue smiled and nodded, "I won't lose to anyone." ”

"You girl......" I really heard her so Chen Zichu but her teeth were a little sore, but this girl still dared as always.

At this time, a new round of the draw began, and he had no choice but to walk out of the ceremony with the cultivators who had lost the first round. As soon as Chen Zichu stepped out of the main hall, he heard the noise of the onlookers outside.

"Quick, the second game is about to begin!"

"Then who will the former Qin princess draw this time?"

"I want to see the disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion or the eldest prince Ye teach her some lessons!"

"No matter what, the rest are powerful sons, and that woman can't win again!"

People are talking about it, Ying Baoyue won the first round too quickly and unexpectedly, and it is difficult for people to admit and see her actual level. At this time, the results of the ranking came out, and as the onlookers wished, in the second game of chess, she met a disciple of the Northern Han Pavilion who was in the same realm as her.

Although it is the same realm, this person is second only to Helan Cheng's master, and it has been five years since he was promoted to rank seven, and more importantly, this person is a famous chess player in the north, especially good at rapid chess, and his chess skills are extremely high.

However, just when everyone thought that Ying Baoyue's game in the wargame would end in this round, the soft sound of the bell rang again.

The girl shocked the audience once again, and defeated her opponent with terrifying speed.

It doesn't matter who the other party is.

This time, Chen Zichu, who was standing outside the side hall as an audience, looked at the chess games hanging on the high wall, and his eyes widened.

A total of 36 hands, not as exaggerated as the previous game with him, but also on par with Ji Jiashu's fastest record.

People were speechless, and in the next third game, Ying Baoyue's opponent was a rank six cultivator from Nanchu.

The bell rang, and the aftermath was like a ghost, shaking the scalps of those present.

She won again.

There were twenty-eight hands in total, which was no different from when she won him, and Chen Zichu remembered that his junior brother was a little better than him in chess.

The woman fulfilled her promise, and she proved that losing to her was not that he was too weak.

It's that she's just too strong today.

The chess games with only a few rows of chess pieces on the high wall outside the main hall were crowded with people, and the elusive chess moves on them made people's scalps numb, which was second to none.

Looking at the figure of the girl sitting quietly on the chessboard, Chen Zichu seemed to see the domineering spirit of a husband who could not be opened.

At the end of the three games of chess, there were less than 100 cultivators left in the main hall, and according to the time of victory and the number of chess wins, the top sixty-four were finally discharged.

Ying Baoyue is among the sixty-four people, and the number of steps she has taken so far has not even exceeded 100.

It's hard to imagine how she did it.

At this point, the top sixty-four places in this wargame battle have been decided, and the venue of the competition will be changed from the side hall to the mountainside.