Chapter Twenty-Three: Knock on the chess pieces and drop the lanterns

"Hiss~" Lu Li couldn't help but gasp, and said angrily: "Teacher Zhuge is all your gang of arrogant and death-to-death rhythms? What is he doing here?"

Sikong Du snorted and said: "You really don't hear anything outside the window, don't you know the news, this kid has established his own avenue path without going through the arts and sciences branch, and awakened his own top genius of the avenue light!"

Lu Li glanced at Sikong Du and said, "Not enough!"

"What about another piece of news?" Sikong Du said with an indifferent attitude: "For example, he fought with another kid on the Tuojiang River embankment this afternoon, according to reliable information, both of them have broken through the barriers of high school students and survived the catastrophe, and what is even more shocking is that both of them have mobilized the power of time and space at the last moment!"

Boom, the Moyu chess pieces that Lu Li was wiping in his hand fell straight onto the chessboard, but now he couldn't care about his most cherished chess pieces, because even the Southwest Chess King had to bow his head under this talent.

A genius who has not grown up is never nothing, but he knows that this is just what those who have lived long enough but have not achieved much have said, and in today's Chinese geniuses will always be geniuses. It is always the genius who can change the world, and the rest are just people who do nothing.

"Then is there any point in your plan?" Lu Li looked at Sikong Du sneeringly and asked, "Two peerless geniuses, even if your educational ability is thorough, can you stop it?" Not to mention... In terms of education alone, will Teacher Zhuge weaken you?"

Sikong Du looked at Lu Li, didn't care about the ridicule in his words, and said sincerely: "Ah Li, I have never had ten layers of ten confidence, and the battle between me and Teacher Zhuge is not a battle of strength, but a battle between the centennial education concept of the Sixteenth Middle School and the cutting-edge education concept of the Sixteenth Middle School, and it is also the battle between my father and Teacher Zhuge , what if you win, what if you lose, we actually all know - it doesn't matter!"

Lu Li snorted, no longer entangled in this question, and asked lightly, "I just want to know what he is doing?"

"Do you remember how we met?" Sikong Du said with a little nostalgia: "Don't forget, we are all Zhuge disciples, and don't forget, what did I do here back then?"

Hehe, Lu Li smiled: "Since that's the case, then I also want to see how talented this guy is!"

"Cheng Hao, let him in!" Lu Li whispered to the person who stopped Yun Fengbai outside the door, and then turned to Sikong Du and asked, "Do you want to hide!"

Sikong Du thought for a while and said, "No need, put the curtain down, I'll modify my spiritual aura again, this kid can't find it!"

Yun Fengbai crossed the small bridge, and didn't understand why the person who was still blocking him just now suddenly led himself across the small bridge respectfully, but the rule of law in modern society is prosperous, and he really has no need to be afraid of anything, so thinking about Teacher Zhuge 's words, he has no doubts and goes all the way.

This chess club is not big, but it is nine turns and eight falls, and finally after the last corner, Yun Fengbai saw a person, a middle-aged man dressed in Hanfu who was cooking tea with his hands.

The tea is Xinyang Maojian, and the charcoal is modern smokeless bamboo charcoal, as for the water cloud Fengbai can not be recognized, but he also knows that it must be a first-class good water.

In this era, appearing in such a style is definitely a full pretending criminal, but Yun Fengbai can't feel half a point of disharmony from this person, and even very kind, so he sat down according to this person's instructions without hesitation, and saw that the water was not yet boiling, so he asked softly: "Excuse me..."

"Teacher Zhuge called you here, he and my uncle are world friends, and they are both students of the principal of the sixth middle school back then, do you have anything you want to ask?" Lu Li said without raising his head: "Classmate Yunfengbai!"

"Eh" Yun Fengbai asked inexplicably, "How do you know about me!"

Lu Li picked up the kettle, washed the tea, brewed it, took a photo, and didn't speak, and after a while, he handed a cup of tea to Yun Fengbai and said: "Now and now, is there still someone in Tuocheng who doesn't know that Teacher Zhuge has taught a young genius who is amazing and brilliant, and who else can come to me at this time?"

Space!

Hearing these three words, Yun Fengbai couldn't help but subconsciously clench his fists, if he just wanted to help his teacher defeat him before the sixteenth middle school that day, then after knowing Xi Xiuping's matter, he just wanted to cut off his hope.

Lu Li saw Yun Fengbai's mood, and said quietly: "It seems that you hate Sikong Du very much, but you don't know that the cultivation method here was actually developed by Teacher Zhuge and Principal Sikong for Sikong Du back then, although they were not heroes or talents in those years, but it is undeniable that for the sake of the future of their students and sons, they did develop the top cultivation method for high school students in the Liberal Arts Dao, so when you know about it, do you still have to learn this method?"

Yun Fengbai didn't hesitate at all, knelt on the ground, and said, "Please teach me, sir!"

Lu Li was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "You may have misunderstood what I meant, I'm not saying that you don't have the qualifications to learn this thing, in fact, the original intention of Teacher Zhuge and Principal Sikong to create this secret technique is not to cherish it, not to mention that you are also a veritable descendant of Zhuge of course have the qualifications to learn this thing, I mean... Learning this thing has nothing to do with talent, background, and cultivation, but it is very painful to learn this, and the pain is like being executed for a long time, and it is not simply a pain for a while, but a year or two of pain in a row!"

"Please teach me, sir!" Yun Fengbai said unswervingly again.

Lu Li glanced at Yun Fengbai, and still said calmly: "I am Sikong Du's classmate, I saw him practice this method with my own eyes back then, he actually has nothing to praise, but his spirit is indeed the most tenacious I have ever seen, but even if he has had the experience of wanting to give up three times, then do you still want to learn?"

Please sir teach me!

Yun Fengbai said to Lu Li for the third time, loud and unswerving.

Seeing this, Lu Li no longer persuaded Yun Fengbai, put away the tea set on the table, put the chessboard and chess pieces, and asked, "Do you know how to play chess?"

Yun Fengbai was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "I know the rules, but I have never done it!"

"That's enough!" Lu Li put away the chess pieces and said, "So you can feel it in the chess game!"

Yun Fengbai didn't know what he meant, and secretly said that he didn't come to practice? Why did he play chess, but he didn't refute it, he picked up a chess piece at random, put it on the corner, Lu Li was stunned, and sighed: "Xiu Ce's point, I didn't expect it to be a chess player who follows the ancient law, but it doesn't matter, anyway, your main purpose is not to play chess!"

Yan Yu also picked up a chess piece and put it on the chessboard, but he did not follow the modern playing method, but used a hand of micro ** in the ancient Chinese chess method.

It's just that Yun Fengbai doesn't care about these anymore, he doesn't even care about the fact that he walked out of the curtain the moment he fell.

Because his mind was completely immersed in the chessboard, it was a pain, a pain that was not very painful but enough to be unforgettable, difficult to ignore, difficult not to feel fear.

It's like a thousand cuts, in fact, compared to a bamboo stick pierced into a person's hand, compared to pepper water poured into a person's nose, a thousand cuts are not painful, but from ancient times to the present, a thousand cuts are the most severe criminal law in human history, why?

Yun Fengbai thought that Lu Li's thousand cuts and thousands of cuts meant the Cheng dù of pain, but he didn't think that a thousand cuts were a way of pain, and now his pain was actually a thousand cuts.

But more intense, more direct.

He watched his soul being dismembered inch by inch, watching his mental power being scattered little by little, and watching his spirit being completely wiped out.

Give up, give up, give up, give up

There were constantly voices of giving up in her brain, suing sù that he could end this pain as long as he gave up, suing sù that he could easily as long as he gave up, he was a genius in the realm of high school students who could survive the catastrophe alone, he was a genius in the realm of high school students who could master the power of time, he could use other means to improve his strength It was really not necessary, not to mention that even if he didn't improve by half a point, his current one would be enough to defeat Liuzhong.

Lu Li looked at the little ghost in front of him and put a pitch-black chess piece in his hand, but he refused to put it down, and at this time, he had just entered the middle game and had not even started the official, and couldn't help sighing: "It seems that this guy is not a person with tenacity, he should go all the way, so that with his talent, he should be able to go straight to the top of graduate school, but if he is like this in his life, I am afraid that the professor is hopeless!"

"Sikong Du!" Yun Fengbai suddenly shouted, and said silently: "How long did you hold on to it!"

His voice was just subconsciously looking for an obsession in his heart to ask, but it scared Lu Li and the others, and only when he saw that Yun Fengbai was still addicted to the chess game did he put his mind at ease, Lu Li glanced at him, but listened to Sikong Du and said to Yun Fengbai seriously: "Little junior brother, I insisted until the end!"

It's just that Yun Fengbai didn't seem to hear this, and said to himself: "I think Sikong Du you must be able to hold on until the end of the chess game, so... Me can too!"

Yun Fengbai ended the chess game in a daze, but he couldn't remember how he played chess, just looking at Lu Li's face was very bad, he felt that he must be playing very badly, so he had to listen to Lu Li's command to come over at six o'clock in the afternoon every day, and retreated in embarrassment.

But he didn't know that on the night he left, there were two people who couldn't sleep.

One of these two people is called Lu Li, who is the chess king of the southwest, the strongest chess player in the five southwestern provinces of China, and a person who has the combat power of graduate students in chess, and the other is called Sikong Du, who is a professor of history who is famous in China, and as a monk who is not a monk of the five great avenues of the sky, he can freely use the power of time.

But they all spent a night's stuckle, knocking on chess pieces and looking at the windows outside the house, not because they had nothing to do, but because, they were really shocked!