"It's Mr. Yi again!"

"Sima Yuntian's chess strength is not as good as the master of the courtyard, can Mr. Yi do it?"

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The Confucian cultivators under the stage talked a lot.

Yifeng had come to his senses and stepped onto the ring.

Sima Yuntian looked at Yifeng, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"The second game, chess, is falling!" Yifeng smiled slightly.

Yifeng's words fell, and Zhang Shen, one of the seventy-two great Confucians, suddenly walked out.

"Teacher, Yan Chuan hasn't come up yet, why should the teacher take action in person and let the disciple do it for him!" Zhang Shen said with a smile.

"You?" Sima Yuntian suddenly laughed.

"Yes, teacher, please rest assured, since the disciple dares to come out, he is sure of victory!" Zhang Shen said affirmatively.

Zhang Shenyi said, and the seventy-one Confucian nodded.

Sima Yuntian smiled slightly: "Then what are you sure of victory?"

Zhang Shen frowned slightly, looked around, looked at Yifeng, as if he was worried that it would not work if he said it.

All around, countless cultivators also stared at Zhang Shen. It's as if looking forward to Zhang Shen's secret to victory.

Seeing the teacher's question, Zhang Shen could only say helplessly: "The disciple found a flaw in Yifeng, and the disciples and disciples have studied Yifeng's chess style, and Yifeng has a fatal break."

Bloom!"

"Wow!"

The cultivator under the arena looked at Zhang Shen in surprise. Flaws?

"Teacher!" Zhang Shen stepped forward in anticipation.

"Isn't it the original layout?" said Sima Yuntian with a smile.

"Uh, the teacher also saw it?" Zhang Shen said in surprise.

The surrounding cultivators looked at Sima Yuntian in surprise.

Sima Yuntian shook his head and sighed slightly: "You have been fooled!"

"Ahh

He will definitely be defeated!" Zhang Shen said in disbelief.

"Hahaha, Mr. Yi, come on!" Sima Yuntian laughed suddenly.

Although Sima Yuntian is crazy, as long as he has the ability, Sima Yuntian still respects him enough.

Yifeng smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Sima, Wise Eyes!"

"Ah, what's going on, teacher, what's going on!" Zhang Shen wondered.

Sighing slightly, Sima Yuntian said: "That's the set that Yifeng has already made, just waiting for you to get in!"

"That flaw was deliberately left by Yifeng?" Zhang Shen opened his mouth and was stunned.

Not to mention Zhang Shen, the great sages and Confucians of Julu Academy, many people have studied Yifeng's chessboard, and some smart ones have also discovered Yifeng's flaws, and they were originally complacent

Immediately told it, it was actually a trap deliberately set by others?

Suddenly, several Daxian faces were slightly red.

"The chess of Yifeng, it's not comparable to you, go down, look at it!" Sima Yuntian said lightly.

"Yes!" Zhang Shen said with a flushed face.

At this moment, tens of thousands of cultivators were staring, and their self-righteousness this time suddenly became the laughing stock of the world, of course, there were more cultivators around them who worshiped Yifeng.

Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan and said, "Yan Chuan?"

Yan Chuan's expression was still very calm, and he smiled slightly.

"Although there are only four of them, they have their own goals, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, you have found the best, amazing!" Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan with appreciation.

"Sima Yuntian, it is rumored that he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he really deserves his reputation!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Qin, you've already lost, do you think it's still possible to beat me?" Sima Yuntian said in a deep voice.

"I also want to thank you for fighting for such luck for me!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Yan Chuan's words have already explained his confidence in victory. "Hahahaha, okay, then you can come together!" Sima Yuntian suddenly said arrogantly again.

"Come along?"

Suddenly there was a sound of surprise all around.

Even Mencius Qiu, who was not far away, was also squinting at the moment.

"The heirs of the Sima family are really arrogant from generation to generation!" Le Yi smiled bitterly.

"This is their bloodline from generation to generation!" Meng Ziqiu nodded with a wry smile.

Yan Chuan stared at Sima Yuntian, still indifferent.

"Mr. Wen Ruo, you can fight with him together!" Yan Chuan looked at Wen Ruodao.

"Uh, okay!" Mr. Wenruo nodded.

"Why don't you come along?" Sima Yuntian said in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to parry, and then you will complain about the rules!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Hahahahaha, I can't parry, will I complain about the rules?" Sima Yuntian laughed in surprise.

Sima Yuntian was arrogant, but at this moment, he realized that there were people in front of him who were even more arrogant than himself.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance for a final showdown!" Sima Yuntian nodded.

"Young Master Yan, I can only do my best!" Mr. Wen Ruo said again to Yan Chuan.

"Mr. Wen Ruo's ability, Yan Chuan naturally believes, but this time, what is Mr. Wen Ruo going to paint?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Please also ask Gongzi Yan to give me a question!" Wen Ruo said solemnly.

Yan Chuan looked at Sima Yuntian, then turned to look at Wen Ruo, and said with a slight smile: "I want you to draw a picture of 'living beings are devastated'!"

"Huh, the lives are ruined?" Wen Ruo said in astonishment.

"The destruction of all beings, the extinction of all races, the destruction of living beings, the collapse of heaven and earth, the picture of the end of the world!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.

Mr. Wen Ruo looked at Yan Chuan in astonishment, his eyes full of incomprehension. It's not that Wen can't draw this kind of picture, but this painting is too remote! And it's very unpopular

Yes!

"Go ahead, think about it, I believe you!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Okay!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled bitterly.

Nodding, Mr. Wen Ruo also stepped on the fighting platform.

Wen Ruo and Yi Feng stepped onto the fighting platform, but Yan Chuan returned to the place where Mo Yu was in the place. "What do you ask Mr. Wen Ruo to draw, can he win?" Mo Yuxi said worriedly.

"Meow, I heard, Yan Chuan wants Wen Ruo to draw a picture of the end of the world!" Meow Meow suddenly jumped from Mo Yuxi's arms to Yan Chuan's shoulder.

"Whether he wins or not, I don't know, but as long as I paint according to what I say, I can help him beat Sima Yuntian!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.

"Huh?" a hint of curiosity flashed in Mo Yuxi's eyes.

"This Heavenly Grant Conference is far from that simple, Qinglong, help me do something!" Yan Chuan thought for a while and said.

"Yes!"

The Light Realm. In front of the Temple of Light.

Meng Ling Tiantan waved out a light curtain, and he could see everything in the Heavenly Grant Square, Dongfang Decency, Meng Rongrong, and the three men who had been recruited together were accompanying Meng Ling

The sky looked at the light curtain.

"This Sima Yuntian is too much of a thing! he actually snatched the luck of the Julu Academy!" Dongfang Decent suddenly exclaimed.

Meng Lingtian looked at the luck of the outside world being divided by Sima Yuntian, and sighed slightly.

"Old Meng, no, teacher, you don't care? Your little Meng Qi has lost, and this luck will be cheap Sima Yuntian's kid?" Dongfang Decent frowned.

"The Sima family is the only one in his generation, the status of the Sima family is very special, in the ancestral training of Julu Academy, all kinds of norms have been made for the Sima family, they

He has many privileges of Julu Academy, but he will never be able to become the master of the Academy!" Meng Lingtian sighed slightly.

"Which ancestor did this bastard rule?" Dongfang Decent said angrily.

But as soon as the words came out, Dongfang Decency's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly became bitter: "Teacher, I am not worth it because of my Julu Academy, and I didn't mean to offend that ancestor.

Don't punish me for copying books!"

However, this time Meng Lingtian did not blame, but looked at Dongfang decency and said, "It's your ancestor, Dongfang is undefeated!"

"Poof!"

Suddenly, several other students burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at, my ancestor is wise and martial, can you laugh? I just sang praises, do you understand?" Dongfang Decent suddenly shouted.

The crowd laughed even harder.

Dongfang Decency could only continue to watch the Heavenly Grant Conference speechlessly.

Meng Rongrong kept looking at Yan Chuan in the picture, biting her lip, her eyes were extremely complicated!

Heavenly Grant Square. On top of the table, there are two easels, each with a long white sheet of paper.

Mr. Wen Ruo grabbed a pen at one of the blank sheets of paper and pondered, as if he was thinking about how to proceed.

On the other side, the game between Sima Yuntian and Yifeng officially began.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" ..................

The two of them fell very quickly, and Sima Yuntian looked at the chessboard very solemnly.

"Hmm, you can understand my layout just by looking at my game of chess?" said Sima Yuntian with a raised brow.

Yifeng didn't speak, and continued to fall.

The mana of the wind is limited, so the chessboard is not infused with mana, and only a whirlwind rises above the head. And Sima Yuntian seems to be able to really play against Yifeng, which is useless

Mana infusion, just ordinary falls.

In the distance, the Confucians of Julu Academy all widened their eyes, because the far-reaching realm in this game of chess was perhaps more profound than all the chess games they had seen before.

"Smack!" "Smack!"............

The chess pieces kept falling, and Mr. Wen Ruo also began to match colors.

The painting has a lot of colors, colorful, and dazzling, but this time, Mr. Wen Ruo only used black ink, and at the same time placed a large number of water trays dripping into unequal amounts

The black ink forms a palette of different degrees of black, all black, just in different shades.

"Bang!"

Mr. Wen Ruo was the first to start writing and quickly splashed ink on the picture.

"Black and white painting, hehe, with one color, if you want to make a masterpiece, Wen Ruo, your growth really surprises me!" A golden light flashed in Sima Yuntian's eyes.

While playing against Yifeng, he watched Mr. Wen Ruo's splash of ink.

Yifeng's chess was extremely upright, Sima Yuntian played against him for nearly an hour, the rapid chess ended, and the speed of the two began to slow down.

Gradually, the two began to think.

When a son fell, Sima Yuntian looked at Yifeng in a little surprise.

"Mr. Yi, where do you come from? The chess path is so amazing? Compared to the great sages of all the academies, they are only stronger than weak, dare to ask where they are from?" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.

Yifeng smiled slightly and said: "Mortals in the countryside, there is no teacher and no way, at most I have learned a little from my king!"

"Mortals, no teacher, no way, have learned a little from your king, who is your king?" Sima Yuntian frowned.

"Didn't Mr. Sima ask knowingly?" said Yifeng.

"Yan Chuan?" Sima Yuntian frowned and looked at Yan Chuan in the distance.

ps: I can't break out in the past few days, I'm sorry, in a few days, when the things at hand are over, I will definitely explode for a few days!