Mo Lingfeng smiled slightly, without a trace of panic on his face.

"The predecessor of the chess saint, it really deserves its name, I admire it!"

The corners of the chess saint's mouth twitched, and his face showed joy.

"It's just an endgame, how can it be difficult to live the old man, now that the endgame has been broken, your assessment is considered a failure, and the old man who has been punished by the thunder will come down to you, and the old man of the province will personally punish you."

"Failed the assessment?" Mo Lingfeng smiled and shook his head, "Did the seniors say they were joking?" ”

"Mistaken? Where did you go wrong? This endgame is obviously broken, young man, don't play tricks in front of the old man. A fierce light suddenly shone in the eyes of the chess master.

"How dare the juniors cheat, the endgame has indeed been broken, but how long is the time we agreed to break the game?" Mo Lingfeng looked directly at the chess saint and said.

"Time? This ......"

Only then did the chess saint remember that he had agreed with Mo Lingfeng before that he would solve the endgame within 10 minutes, but before he devoted himself to the endgame, he had no concept of time, and when he cracked it, more than 20 minutes had passed.

"Senior Chess Master, with your identity, you shouldn't be able to settle accounts with a junior, right?" Mo Lingfeng deliberately bit the word "debt" very hard.

"Humph! The old man is not a debtor, this level, you have passed! "The chess saint is angry, and after saying that, he turned around.

One more level! Mo Lingfeng choked with joy.

"So, junior Xie Qisheng senior!" Mo Lingfeng slid towards the chess saint.

"Humph!" The chess master didn't even look at Mo Lingfeng, and waved his hand impatiently.

"Xuan'er, let's go, next level!" Mo Lingfeng happily beckoned Xuan'er to go to the next level.

Looking at the back of Mo Lingfeng leaving, the chess saint sighed lightly, he couldn't imagine that he was obsessed with chess and had never suffered a few defeats in his life, but today he lost a move under this young man.

"I hope you can get out of the Holy Realm alive, but the third one...... Alas! ”

"Haha, Xuan'er, how is it, your master is amazing, right?" After passing two levels in a row, Mo Lingfeng was very happy, and couldn't help but chatter with Xuan'er.

It's just that Xuan'er seems to be a little sullen.

"Huh? Xuan'er, what's wrong with you? Mo Lingfeng asked in surprise.

"Master, since the opening of the Holy Realm, there are only 2 people who can pass two levels in a row, each of them is talented, ancient and modern, you are the third!"

I'm so good!

Mo Lingfeng listened, and his heart was more beautiful.

"It's just ......," Xuan'er stopped talking.

"Just what?" Mo Lingfeng was stunned.

"It's just that there is no one who can pass the third level."

Burst! Mo Lingfeng almost fell to the ground.

"What's that? You said that the two people in front of you died at the third level? Mo Lingfeng immediately became nervous.

"Yes, it's all in the third level, I failed the assessment, I was crushed by the divine thunder, and my soul was scattered!"

Mo Lingfeng was in a hurry now.

"Xuan'er, hurry up and tell me what's going on in this third level!" Mo Lingfeng urged.

"The assessor of the third level is the senior of the book fairy, the senior of the book fairy, this person, special, special good face."

"Good face?" Mo Lingfeng didn't know why.

"Yes, very good face." Xuan'er's face was a little strange.

"Can you elaborate on that?"

"In fact, every time he is assessed, it is not very difficult, or even very simple, just ......"

"Oops, just what? Hurry up! "Mo Lingfeng was in a hurry.

"It's just that if you fail, you will naturally die."

"Of course." Mo Lingfeng nodded and replied.

"But if you win......"

"How about winning?"

"If he wins, he will feel that he is very shameless."

What a wonder!

"And then?" Mo Lingfeng asked.

"If he feels that he has no face, he will deny it, and then judge you to fail the assessment!"

Burst! Mo Lingfeng fell to the ground. How else to play? Whether the co-author can win or not, is it considered a failure in the assessment?

Isn't this book fairy just a scoundrel?

How good is that? Mo Lingfeng was directly deflated.

"Master, there is not much time left in the assessment, let's hurry up." Xuan'er said faintly.

Mo Lingfeng felt that Xuan'er's words sounded like she was urging herself to go on the road.

Is that all there is to it?

Mo Lingfeng numbly followed Xuan'er, unwilling! My life is up to me!

I don't believe I can't pass the third level?

After walking for about 1,000 meters, I came to a secluded courtyard, where the birds and flowers were fragrant and full of life.

It's just that Mo Lingfeng's heart sank.

Could such a vibrant place become a place for one's own bones?

Look out into the courtyard.

I saw a white-faced scholar, lying on his side on a soft couch, holding a book in his hand, promoting it.

"The senior of the book fairy, the new master, has come to the assessment." Xuan'er said softly.

"What a noise! Believe it or not, I just counted him as a failure in the assessment? ”

Mo Lingfeng's face is black!

If you come here and haven't even said a word, you have failed?

On second thought, isn't this book fairy a good face?

Then I will give him enough face, and maybe there will be a slight turnaround.

Thinking of this, Mo Lingfeng took a step forward.

"Count me as a failure? If someone else says this, I will directly reason with him! ”

"Huh?" The book fairy suddenly raised his head.

"But," Mo Lingfeng hurriedly continued.

"If these words came from the mouth of the predecessors of the book fairy, then borrow a hundred dares from the kid, and I dare not believe it!"

"Oh? Why is that? The book fairy, who was about to get angry, was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Mo Lingfeng with interest and asked.

"Hehe, the younger generation has studied a little bit of the art of physiognomy, looking at the appearance of the predecessors, the heavenly court is full, the sword eyebrows are bright and the stars are bright, and there is a trace of courage in the heroic spirit, he should be a gentleman who is a man of his word and must do what he says!"

Mo Lingfeng put the good words he could think of on the head of the book fairy.

Isn't it a good face? Big tall hats will kill you.

"Hehe, I'm a gentleman?" Mo Lingfeng's words directly made the book fairy laugh.