200 Do you understand the word '8' (fifth update)

On the ground, Liu Xueming could feel that the level of these disciples who came today was obviously much stronger than that of the first day. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, no matter how high their level of war chess is, they are all in vain in front of the superbrain. The only difference is that there are a little more steps in superbrain computing.

From the beginning, Liu Xueming kept playing chess in circles, but later, the frequency of shots became slower and slower, and even when he turned around, he found that the eight of them were still thinking hard and had not dared to play chess.

Bore, Liu Xueming turned around again, and then said to Liu Er, who was watching the battle on the side: "Elder Liu, you see that I am so idle, do you want to stop driving a circle?"

As soon as they heard this, the eight people who were going down couldn't help but blush. But I was afraid that I would step into Liu Xueming's trap if I was too late, and looked left and right, and there seemed to be a tacit understanding between them, what should I do, and pretended not to hear it. After all, it's better to be slower than to lose.

And Liu Er was silent, staring at Liu Xueming for half a salary, and then suddenly said: "You can do what you like, if you lose, it's your own business!"

"Yes, there is an elder's words. Liu Xueming replied with a smile, and then stretched out his hand to greet a group of people who were waiting to fight, "Come on, come on, come on six, and form an '8' shape with this side, so that I can get off with you." Do you understand the word '8', that's it......"

Seeing Liu Xueming's enthusiastic invitation pointing at him, the crowd that had been whispering and watching suddenly quieted down. is a fool can see that this Liu Xueming seems to be at ease, and a few people on that field are afraid that they will not be able to win.

Those disciples who were waiting to fight were also a little serious. However, at this time, they still think that their level is relatively high, and if they play, they should be able to win when Liu Xueming has to think about fourteen chess games.

At this time, the only ones who were still relaxed were the two disciples who came from the Soul Dao Hall Formation Hall, they held their arms and looked at those people on the field with cold eyebrows, with disdain on their faces.

After a while, Liu Er became impatient, and shouted coldly to the eight people who were the first to play: "Don't be faced, be conscious, if you don't win, get out!"

This is really annoying, these people are playing slower and slower, and later, the interval between each game of chess is enough for a stick of incense. Then Liu Xueming didn't urge them this time, but wanted to start another round, so that Liu Er could no longer remain silent.

This time, some people from the sidelines followed suit. So that these people couldn't sit still anymore, obediently stood up and handed over the merit points, and walked away in disgrace.

With this experience, later people felt that it was really difficult to get down, so they simply stood up and admitted defeat. These people didn't feel embarrassed, and after handing over the merit points, they became a member of the melon-eating crowd and watched together.

In this way, Liu Xueming's speed of harvesting merit points became faster, maintaining the "8" shape, and constantly playing at the same time with fourteen people. As long as there is an opponent who falls, he doesn't seem to have to think about it, so he follows directly.

Even if the people who eat melons don't know how to play chess, they can see this situation and know that Liu Xueming is still at ease. At least there is a great possibility that these people on the field will not be able to win against him.

On the field, defeated, delivery merit value, another one, or defeated, and then delivery merit value......

By the time the sun set in the west, there were only a handful of people left to play. Among them, there are the two in the Soul Dao Hall Formation Hall. However, these two people no longer have the previous disdain, their faces are grim, staring at Liu Xueming and not knowing what they are thinking.

In mid-air, the Hall Master of the Second Hall smiled and said to the Hall Master of the Battle Hall: "If we make a bet, I will bet that your two disciples of the Formation Hall will not win." ”

Hearing this, the white-bearded elder turned his head to look at him, and then at the hall master of the Formation Hall, and did not speak, but there was a hint of approval on his face. He really didn't expect that this kid's level of chess was really amazing! With so many opponents and so many games, he didn't make a mistake, just as easy as he was at the beginning.

Unconsciously, Elder Whitebeard's arrogant words to Liu Xueming felt less harsh.

"I don't believe it, he is so young, and his level of war chess is so high?" said the hall master of the Formation Hall, his brows furrowed.

He obviously agreed with the words of the hall master, and he had no confidence in his two disciples.

After waiting for his two disciples to play for a while, he suddenly disappeared into the air. However, these people in the air looked at the door of the mission hall. Among them, the hall master of Hall B was slightly surprised and said, "No, the hall master of the Hall of the Hall of the Soul Dao Hall Formation is actually going to fight?"

"If you are not convinced, you can also go to the fight. Elder Whitebeard suddenly spoke.

When the hall master heard this, he shook his head with a smile and said, "If he loses, what am I going to do?" Hehe, that kid had better win against him." ”

Wang Yueya and her mother always stood there without speaking, but at this time, when she looked at Liu Xueming's "busy" figure, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Not surprisingly, the two Formation Hall disciples who held their own identities and only appeared at the end of the stage, without exception, went down more and more slowly.

By the time these two were sweating on their heads, everyone else had already died. Liu Xueming sat in front of the two of them, a little bored waiting for each other to get off.

Suddenly, the jade plate was slightly hot, and he injected the qi of battle to check the information. He didn't expect that it would be a new message of response. Since the start of the competition in the square, I haven't received any information about the battle. Obviously, everyone saw that the situation was wrong, and they didn't dare to end the game. But now I received another one, it's really strange.

Thinking like this, Liu Xueming looked down again, and couldn't help but be a little speechless, this newcomer turned out to be the master of the Formation Hall.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the Mission Hall, and looked at a middle-aged man who was walking over with some curiosity. Superbrain shows that this person's physical attributes are very perverted. Although he couldn't catch up with those hall masters, he was much taller than Liu Er. This person should be the hall master of the formation hall, right?

Seeing him like this, the white-bearded elder in the air was a little strange, and couldn't help asking, "Does he know?"

"I don't know!" "The hall master of the second hall replied with a smile, "That kid can sense strong enemies, and with information prompts, he can estimate that he is not far from ten!"

When Elder Whitebeard heard this, he confirmed in surprise, "Sensing a strong enemy?"

"Well, it's the talent of his demon beasts. The fat hall master replied, "If it weren't for this talent, he wouldn't have been able to escape from the underground labyrinth, and he also took away the storage ring of the cult local envoy!"

As soon as he heard this, Elder Whitebeard understood the origin of Liu Xueming's storage ring, and he looked down at Liu Xueming, knowing that he had misunderstood him.

On the ground, the hall master of the Formation Hall came closer, only glanced at the chess game, and then shouted angrily: "I'm embarrassed to sit, and I'll lose the face of my Formation Hall!"