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Chapter two hundred and sixty-three: live chess game

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Every move of every person who enters the basin to try to crack the code falls in the eyes of countless onlookers. And due to the existence of super new generation geniuses such as Tuoba Minghua, Murong Feifei, etc., people's attention is mostly focused on them.

A rare opportunity.

In ordinary times, who would dare to stare at them so intensely? With the cold, arrogant and bright personality of the sacred saint, she would immediately become violent and dig out the eyes of those who looked at her.

Compared to Mr. Long Ma's gentleness and elegance, Murong Feifei is known as a snow and ice beauty who is difficult to approach.

It's true that any woman with a title like "Saint" is always so arrogant and makes people stay away from her. It seems that if she is not like this, she cannot show the meaning of "sacred". The beauty is beautiful, but it is missing.

A sense of humanity.

puff!

Sitting on the fifth floor, a middle-aged man wearing apricot-yellow clothes suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated quickly until he retreated to the mountain before standing still.

Another loser.

"It's Hengming Swordsman Zhang Yan'an!"

There was some commotion in the crowd.

Zhang Yan'an is a veteran Qi Dao ninth-level warrior. He has been at the peak of Qi Dao realm for nearly ten years, but he has never been able to go further and become the King of Martial Arts. So he went to the Baishou Secret Realm, hoping to break the restrictions, gain enlightenment, and peek into the promotion.

of dawn.

A full seven months, making him the longest-lasting warrior in the basin.

If you persist for a long time but still find it difficult to make progress, you will exhaust all your mental energy, and failure is already doomed.

After adjusting his breath for a while to calm down the turbulence of his energy and blood, Zhang Yanan looked tired, but there was also a hint of joy, and he should have gained something in the process of cracking it.

Failure does not mean despair.

Soon, he left Baishou Mountain.

Someone who was paying close attention discovered that there were several ghostly shadows following Zhang Yanan in a sneaky way.

They were Zhang Yanan's enemies and wanted to take advantage of the situation.

People are unpredictable, and such situations are not uncommon.

In the bustling crowd, Mo Xiongyu moved his eyes away from Yang Shuanglan and stared at Liang Qiufeng below, feeling slightly strange in his heart.

Tie Zhong said that Elder Du, the supreme elder of Tianbao Trading Company, admired Liang Qiufeng very much and wanted to accept him as his disciple. Mo Xiongyu had no doubt about this. What was unusual about him was that according to general circumstances, Liang Qiufeng should not be the first

Did time follow Tie Zhong away?

Why did you suddenly end up trying to break the ban?

That Elder Du, the peak Martial King, is a terrifying being with a great reputation. To be able to worship such a person is simply a matter of extreme luck. If it had been anyone else, he would have pounced on him.

How can I stay outside and have long nights and dreams?

It seems that this guy is very calm.

Pretending?

Mo Xiongyu never thought that Liangqiu Summit would reject Tianbao. How could it be possible? It was simply unimaginable.

He was speculating in his mind what Liang Qiufeng wanted to do, and at the same time he wanted to take a closer look to see what was so special about Liang Qiufeng that he could gain Elder Du's discernment.

However, the sword that Liang Qiufeng used earlier was indeed unique. Now that I think about it, isn't it vaguely similar to Elder Du's famous swordsmanship?

Elder Du was so high up in the world that Mo Xiongyu could not get to know him, let alone fight against him. But Elder Du became famous in the way of swordsmanship, using the sword as a pen, painting with iron as a silver hook, and his true intention will last forever, which many warriors have heard of.

Liang Qiufeng's "Horizontal Sword Style" belongs to the "Eight Swords of Yongzi". To a certain extent, it is indeed similar to Elder Du's kendo.

After thinking about this, Mo Xiongyu became more convinced and knew that Tie Zhong could not pretend to be powerful and use Elder Du to suppress others.

There is no doubt that Liang Qiufeng will become Elder Du's personal disciple.

"In this case, I have to give face. Looking at the relationship between Liang Qiufeng and Yang Shuanglan, they are somewhat close. I'm afraid it won't be easy to do anything."

Although Mo Xiongyu is lustful, he is never so smart that he knows how to advance or retreat.

"Forget it, although Yang Shuanglan is proud of her beauty and is a top-notch beauty, there is no need to offend Liang Qiufeng, so let's forget about it."

Stop monitoring Yang Shuanglan and focus on Liangqiufeng to see how far he can go in the basin.

Reluctantly, he waited and waited. As time passed by, Liang Qiufeng remained seated, motionless like an old monk in trance.

This means that he didn't get any tricks to break the ban.

Mo Xiongyu was quite disappointed, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved again.

The forbidden method of the Baishou Secret Realm is extremely mysterious. It cannot be cracked by just possessing strength and talent. It also depends on many factors, which is very difficult to explain.

It’s not surprising that Liang Qiufeng couldn’t unlock the restriction.

Mo Xiong felt depressed and remembered that the sect had other affairs, so he stopped watching and floated away from Baishou Mountain.

"Miss, Mo Xiongyu is gone!"

A servant who was paying close attention to the situation reported the news in surprise.

Yang Shuanglan was also overjoyed.

It was said that it was very uncomfortable to be stared at by Mo Xiongyu all the time, like a light on his back. Now that the other party left, it was like letting go of the boulder that was weighing on his heart, and he felt relaxed.

However, she was worried that Mo Xiong was trying to deceive him, so she feinted a shot and ordered two clever men to follow him and take a look.

An hour later, his subordinates came back to report that Mo Xiongyu had indeed left and returned to Chiyang Sect.

"Miss, you can't stay here for long, let's leave right away."

Yang Shuanglan looked at Liangqiu Peak below and was silent.

The subordinates advised again: "Miss, leave quickly. If you wait too long, things will change. It will be too late to regret."

Yang Shuanglan sighed: "Let's go."

It wasn't that she didn't want to say goodbye to Liang Qiufeng, but it was just that one of them was on top and the other was on the bottom, and the voices were noisy. Liang Qiufeng was meditating with his eyes closed again, so he couldn't listen at all.

"Brother Liang, we say goodbye here. I hope it won't be long before we can meet again in Huaizuo Mansion."

He said something silently in his heart, took his servants with him, and left in a hurry, heading back to the Tang Dynasty.

There are huge crowds of people, people go and people stay, who cares?

Even Su Xingping's men were engrossed in watching their son's performance and had no time to pay attention.

Su Xingping, who was in the third stage of the basin, suddenly stood up again, and there seemed to be signs of a breakthrough.

Many onlookers had already paid attention to him before, and they were immediately in an uproar and excited when they saw this. If Su Xingping can go one step further, it will be a blockbuster performance.

In one day, he broke through the third level in a row, and his performance was catching up with the geniuses such as Mr. Longma.

Su Xingping's movements were a bit slow, and there seemed to be countless bonds in the air, making it difficult for his body to relax easily.

There are nine major levels in the basin. The distances between each level are not equal, but there are also rules to follow. That is, the farther you go to the outer layer, the shorter the distance; the further you go in, the longer the distance.

The distance from the first floor to the second floor is about ten feet, but the distance from the second floor to the third floor is more than two feet, almost double.

Su Xingping took the first step, then the second step...

But just when he took the fifth step and was three feet away from the third level, his facial expression suddenly changed, and his facial features seemed to become distorted and became very strange.

"No, I took the wrong step. This is not the wrong step..."

"One careless move and everything will be lost."

"No, I'm not willing to do it. I want to start over..."

As he muttered to himself, his eyes began to become confused and confused: "But where should my white letter be placed?"

"'Long' doesn't work, the front position is blocked... 'Stand' doesn't work either, the space is too cramped, and it's like killing yourself..."

"What about 'point'...or 'block'?"

A series of words, but the more I tried to calculate, the more chaotic I felt, and I realized that this move, forward, backward, left, and right, no matter which way I went, was a dead end.

"Dead ends, they are all dead ends. It shouldn't be like this. I have clearly figured it out..."

To crack the forbidden chess game, for each game, you must first calculate and understand one by one in advance, how to move the first step, how to move the second step, including how the opponent will respond, etc. Only when you are confident in all steps can you make a move.

Originally, Su Xingping had already deduced the eleventh move, and every move was clear and watertight. However, when he officially started to implement it, he only got to the fifth move, and the situation changed unpredictably. As for what exactly changed.

, but have no clue.

When people are addicted to it, they see black and white chess pieces criss-crossing in front of them, making their mind sink deeply into it and making it difficult to extricate themselves.

"Wow!"

At this time, countless onlookers saw that standing Su Xingping was bleeding from all his orifices in bright red lines, but Su Xingping was completely unaware of it.

"Sir, please quit now!"

His servants felt the crisis and shouted at the top of their lungs without caring about anything.

However, Su Xingping still had no response.

"By the way, my white piece 'Xiao Fei' in the lower right corner can cut off the black dragon. Oh no, it won't work. If we lose the initiative and don't have enough robbers, we will be surrounded and killed by the black pieces..."

"The white chess piece is dead, I should choose the black chess piece..."

Bang!

There was a sudden crisp sound. It turned out to be a jade pendant hanging around Su Xingping's waist, which actually inspired a white light and enveloped it.

The brilliance appeared, black and white, and the chess pieces immediately disappeared into nothingness.

Su Xingping woke up suddenly and was horrified. Only then did he feel the pain of bleeding from his seven orifices and the discomfort as if his internal organs were on fire.

Whoosh!

Using the last of his strength, the man bounced towards the outside of the basin.

There was a pop, but the force was wrong. The energy and blood in the meridians were disturbed and out of control. It was directly hit in the mound of soil on the mountain, making it miserable.

For a warrior in the middle of the airway, he was unable to complete even the most basic movements at this time, which shows how serious the backlash he suffered was.

If Su Xingping saw the opportunity quickly and quit immediately, he would only suffer some mental damage and rest for a few days. But he was addicted to the chess game, almost crazy, and could not extricate himself. He was able to save his life thanks to a piece of equipment he carried with him.

The consumable treasure jade pendant played its role in time.

The light dissipated, the jade pendant broke off, fell to the ground, and turned into powder.

Young Master Yin Yue, who had survived the disaster, was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, recalling what had happened with lingering fear, and suddenly he woke up and understood:

"The chess game, the third level of forbidden chess game is alive..." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)


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