Heavenly Grant Square, on the platform!

At this moment, there was a huge chessboard, Sima Yuntian and Meng Ziqiu were sitting on one side, and in the middle of the game, all the others stood under the platform.

Where the sages of Julu Academy were, Le Yi frowned and looked into the distance.

"Le Yi, why does the courtyard master insist on going his own way? just a gamble with Sima Yuntian?" a great sage frowned.

"Sima Yuntian, a traitor, dares to challenge us and the other Julu Academy, we must teach him a lesson!"

"Yes, why don't you let us make a move? I know that the courtyard master is powerful, but what if the courtyard master really loses?"

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After the Heavenly Grant Conference, Le Yi may have to take over Mencius's position, so many secrets Mencius Qiu also told Le Yi.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, the courtyard master has his own plans!" Le Yi shook his head.

"Sima Yuntian's ability, I know, we may not be able to win, but as long as the academy master does not make a move, it will have little impact on luck, but in case the academy master loses, my Julu Academy's qi

Fortune will be greatly damaged!" said a great sage.

Le Yi looked at the sea of luck clouds above his head.

The two Qi Luck Golden Dragons are still weak because of the Open Heaven Grant Conference, and the other three Qi Luck Golden Dragons roared and sealed the Divine Strategy.

After being silent for a while, Le Yi shook his head and said, "Everyone, don't worry about it, there are some secrets of the academy, you don't know it, the academy master personally fights, it is the most correct!"

"Secrets, what secrets?" said the sages, frowning.

Le Yi shook his head and said: "If you are willing to give up your leisure and participate in the government affairs of Julu Academy, you may have the possibility of knowing, now, I'm sorry!"

"Huh?" the five sages frowned.

The secrets of Julu Academy, even if they are a group of great sages, do not know much, do not participate in government affairs, and can only make suggestions in ordinary times. Watching Meng Ziqiu personally fight against Sima Yuntian,

I can only sigh slightly.

"Boom!"

On top of the bucket platform, the ground suddenly shattered in half.

The gravel slowly floated, and the two players slowly spun around the center.

The two people at the pinnacle of the chess path fell down, and the heroic righteousness overflowed leisurely, and the mystery in the chess seemed to overflow to the surrounding gravel with these heroic righteousness.

The gravel turned into a bright pearl of the night, circling the two of them, spinning rapidly in a mystical trajectory.

Hundreds of rubble, like meteors, circled the two of them, like countless stars in the starry sky.

Countless cultivators around him used spells as mirrors and looked at the game of chess on the platform.

"Poof!" "Poof!"..................

One by one, the Confucian cultivators were dizzy and even spit blood.

"Yifeng, can you see clearly?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"The minister's vision, after all, is not enough, I can understand this game of chess, but it takes time to understand. In a short period of time, it is difficult to understand, just like the plate between the king and his subordinates

Chess, although the ministers work very hard, but the vision of mortals is limited, so many ministers can't see it, and they have to wait until the chess queen slowly understands!" Yifeng sighed.

"In the past two years, I have been constantly broadening my horizons in Julu City, which is indeed a little hasty! Now, I will help you understand this game of chess, close your eyes!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Yifeng nodded.

Countless small star dots suddenly appeared in the palm of Yan Chuantan's hand, and the small star dots surrounded the palm of his hand, as if he was holding a universe in his palm.

If someone takes a closer look, they will find that the trajectory of the stars in the palm universe is exactly the same as the gravel surrounding Sima Yuntian and Meng Ziqiu on the bucket platform.

"Smack!"

Behind Yifeng's head, Yan Chuan put his palm on it.

"Whew!"

Yifeng's hair suddenly disappeared from the wind automatically, as if he had the most thorough experience of the game of chess on the fighting table.

Yan Chuan looked at the fighting platform and instilled his understanding, analysis, and all his brains into Yifeng.

It's just the dismantling of the chessboard, the understanding of the chessboard. Yan Chuan's vision for many years is naturally much more than Yifeng.

Yifeng seemed to be in the chessboard for a moment, and quickly understood the game of chess between Meng Ziqiu and Sima Yuntian.

"Boom!"

On the fighting platform, Sima Yuntian grabbed the chess pieces and kept falling, with a fierce fighting intent in his eyes, one son and one son, step by step.

Meng Ziqiu frowned slightly. Keep falling. There are more and more Haoran righteousness around, and the entire doutai is dyed white by the Haoran righteousness of the two. Tens of thousands of Confucian cultivators around, because watching this game of chess, nearly 10,000 people were so distressed that they vomited blood and didn't dare to watch more.

This game was played for three full hours, and it was already dark. Haoran righteousness is even more brilliant.

"Give me justice!" Sima Yuntian fell.

"Smack!"

"Boom!"

The rubble surrounding the two of them suddenly exploded. Immediately exploded in all directions.

A strong wind blew from the chessboard in all directions, and Mencius Qiu's chess pieces were caught in the air and could not fall for a long time.

In the distance, all the great sages trembled.

"It's over!" said a great sage.

"Smack!" Meng Ziqiu crushed the chess pieces in his hand.

raised his head, looked at Sima Yuntian with a fierce face, and sighed slightly: "You won!"

"Boom!"

The sky exploded with a sudden thud.

"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"

The three golden dragons of luck suddenly let out a mournful roar.

The rolling sea of clouds suddenly flowed towards Feng Shence.

Feng Shence seemed to have a huge suction, fiercely absorbing the rolling sea of qi and clouds.

"Aang!"

The golden dragon of luck roared sadly, the luck was lost, and the Confucian cultivators in all directions showed a look of surprise.

"This, the master of the courtyard has been defeated?"

"Impossible, how can my Julu Academy be defeated?"

"Why, how could the courtyard master be defeated?"

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...... The great Confucians of Julu Academy were all sad.

The five great sages even showed great sorrow in their eyes.

The luck of Julu Academy, 50,000 years, this is the first time it has been lost!

"Hahahaha, father, grandfather, ancestors, open your eyes and see, I won, I made Julu Academy pay!"

Sima Yuntian suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and in the middle of the long laugh, two lines of tears slipped unconsciously. After years of grievances, I was finally able to take revenge.

"Boom!"

In this flow, nearly a quarter of the luck flowed into the Fengshen Strategy, and above the sea of clouds, even a golden dragon of luck suddenly disappeared from consciousness and flowed into the Fengshen Strategy

Middle.

"Aang!"

In the Fengshen Strategy, there was also a golden dragon suddenly.

The consciousness was extinguished, but when it came to the Divine Strategy, a new consciousness was born again.

A golden dragon belonging to Feng Shence appeared, and the golden dragon surrounded Feng Shence and roared into the sky.

"Aang!"

The entire Julu City was filled with the roar of excitement from the golden dragon.

The luck stopped flowing, and Sima Yuntian won a quarter of the luck in a chess fight.

Countless cultivators around looked at this scene in amazement, it was too easy to compete for luck, right?

Sima Yuntian comforted the spirit of the ancestors.

Meng Ziqiu slowly retreated.

There was no loss on Mencius Qiu's face, no sorrow!

The faces of the five sages were ugly, and Ke Leyi only smiled bitterly.

Meng Ziqiu and Le Yi looked at each other and smiled, as if they were relieved.

After Sima Yuntian comforted the spirit of the ancestors, he turned to look at Meng Ziqiu, and saw that Meng Ziqiu's expression was indifferent, and suddenly, the excitement just now was swept away.

As the head of the courtyard, why didn't Meng Ziqiu have any emotions at all?

"Teacher, congratulations, teacher!"

"Congratulations to the teacher, defeating Julu Academy!"

"Congratulations, teacher!" ..................

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The seventy-two great Confucians all worshiped excitedly.

And the tens of thousands of onlookers around him still didn't react at this moment.

Julu Academy is a holy place, how can it be lost?

Mr. Wen Ruo stood behind Yan Chuan, his face was extremely complicated, his father was defeated, how could his father be defeated?

On the side, Yan Chuan's hand had already fallen, and Yifeng closed his eyes, as if immersed in some kind of memory.

"Young Master Yan, Mr. Yi, is this?" Wang Zhu said puzzled.

"It's okay, don't disturb him!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Hmm!" Wang Zhu nodded.

Sima Yuntian was congratulated by the Quartet, but he didn't see Meng Ziqiu's gaffe, and he was suddenly very uncomfortable.

Looking at the roar of the golden dragon in the Heavenly Divine Strategy, Sima Yuntian's eyes were cold, and he looked in the direction of Yan Chuan.

"Yan Chuan, come on!" Sima Yuntian said in a deep voice.

As soon as Sima Yuntian shouted, the Quartet cultivators gradually recovered from their emotions just now and looked at Yan Chuan together. There's another one that decided to seal the gods.

"Wang Spider!" Yan Chuan looked at Wang Spider.

Wang Zhu nodded.

Step up to the ring.

"It's okay to start with the piano!" Sima Yuntian nodded.

"Whew!"

The two masters of the piano have each placed the guqin.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

As soon as Wang Zhu and Sima Yuntian came up, the power of the piano was maximized, and the beautiful sound of the piano was beaten like a war drum at this moment.

In front of each other, eight sound rivers suddenly appeared, colliding with each other.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!".................. The power of the eight sound rivers was huge, and under the huge impact, around the two of them, there were sudden whirlpools, and one after another huge sonic boom whirlpools filled the entire bucket platform in an instant.

"Boom!"

The douqin, which was several times stronger than before, the countless Confucian cultivators who were powerful and powerful kept retreating, and even covered their ears one by one, running away in horror and difficulty.

"How is that possible? These two people's pianos are terrifying!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

"Ahh

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Countless cultivators showed painful expressions.

Wang Zhu waved the piano faster and faster, the sweat on his face was pouring down, Sima Yuntian's piano was too strong, and he encountered it for the first time in his life.

Sima Yuntian's eyes were also hideous, and his hands were so fast that he couldn't see the shadow of his fingers clearly. Sweat also began to appear on the forehead.

"Poof!"

With a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out of the king spider. The sound waves around them faded away.

The whirlpool on the platform also slowly dissipated.

Wang Spider spat blood from his mouth, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You've won!" Wang Zhu said.

Sima Yuntian took a deep breath: "You are very strong!"

"No matter how strong you are, you will be defeated! Here in Julu Academy, sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I can't imagine that in just a few years, I have been defeated so many times!" Wang Zhu smiled bitterly.

With that, Wang Zhu got up with difficulty and walked towards Yan Chuan.

"Young Master Yan, I've done my best, I'm sorry!" Wang Zhu said bitterly.

"You've fulfilled your promise, take care of your injuries!" Yan Chuan handed out a pill bottle.

"No, it's up to you now!" Wang Zhu said with a wry smile.

Yan Chuan took a deep breath, smiled confidently, and nodded.