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Eight, flattery, brother's strength

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

"Senior Chess Saint, you are truly worthy of your reputation. I admire you so much!"

The chess master curled his lips and looked happy.

"It's just a mess, how can you survive me? Now that the mess has been broken, your assessment is considered a failure. You will be punished by thunder from the sky, but I won't have to punish you personally."

"Failed the assessment?" Mo Lingfeng smiled and shook his head, "Senior, are you joking?"

"Make a mistake? Where did you make a mistake? The endgame is obviously broken. Young man, please don't lie in front of me." A sharp light suddenly shone in the chess master's eyes.

"How dare I lie? The game is indeed broken, but how long did we agree on to break the game?" Mo Lingfeng looked directly at the chess master and said.

"Time? This..."

Only then did the chess master remember that he had agreed with Mo Lingfeng to crack the endgame within 10 minutes. However, he had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the endgame and had no idea of ​​time. By the time he cracked it, about 20 minutes had already passed.

"Senior chess master, with your status, you shouldn't default on your debt with a junior, right?" Mo Lingfeng deliberately emphasized the word default.

"Hmph! I'm a deadbeat. You've passed this test!" The chess saint said angrily and turned around.

Another level passed! Mo Lingfeng was so happy.

"That's it, junior, thank you, senior chess master!" Mo Lingfeng bowed to the chess master.

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

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

Looking at Mo Lingfeng's leaving figure, the chess master sighed softly, never expecting that he was obsessed with chess and had never suffered many defeats in his life, but today he missed a move at the hands of this young man.

"I hope you can come out of the Holy Realm alive, but the third child's test... ugh!"

"Haha, Xuan'er, how about it? Your master is great, isn't he?" After passing two levels in a row, Mo Lingfeng was very happy and couldn't help but start arguing with Xuan'er.

However, Xuan'er seemed a little unhappy.

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

"Master, since the opening of the Holy Realm, there have been only two people who have been able to pass two levels in a row. Each of them is talented and has a talent that has shone through the ages. You are the third one!"

I'm so powerful!

After hearing this, Mo Lingfeng felt even more beautiful.

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

"Just what?" Mo Lingfeng was stunned.

"There are only those who can pass the third level."

Poof! Mo Lingfeng almost fell to the ground.

"What, what, what? You said those two people in front died in the third level?" Mo Lingfeng immediately became nervous.

"Yes, it was all in the third level. After failing the assessment, I was struck to pieces by the divine thunder and my soul was scattered!"

Mo Lingfeng was anxious now.

"Xuan'er, tell me quickly what's going on in the third level!" Mo Lingfeng urged.

"The examiner for the third level is Senior Shuxian. Senior Shuxian must be a very, very good person."

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

"Yes, it's very nice." Xuan'er's face looked a little strange.

"Can you tell me more specifically?"

"In fact, every time he takes an assessment, it is not very difficult, or even very simple, but..."

"Oh, it's just what? Hurry up and say it!" Mo Lingfeng was anxious.

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

"Of course." Mo Lingfeng nodded and replied.

"But if we win..."

"How about winning?"

"If you win, he will feel very embarrassed."

What a weird thing!

"Then what?" Mo Lingfeng asked.

"He feels that he has lost face, so he will deny it and then sentence you to fail the assessment!"

Poof! Mo Lingfeng fell to the ground. How can you play this? No matter whether you can win or not, it will be considered a failure in the assessment?

Isn't this book fairy just a scoundrel?

What should we do? Mo Lingfeng was immediately discouraged.

"Master, there is not much time left for the assessment, let's hurry up and get there." Xuan'er said quietly.

Mo Lingfeng felt that Xuan'er's words sounded like she was urging him to go on his way.

Is it just explained here?

Mo Lingfeng followed Xuan'er numbly, feeling unwilling to do so! My fate is up to me!

I don’t believe that I can’t pass the third level?

After walking for about a thousand meters, we came to a secluded courtyard, where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, full of the breath of life.

However, Mo Lingfeng's heart sank.

Could such a vibrant place become his burial place?

Looking towards the courtyard.

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

"Senior Shuxian, the new master is here for the assessment." Xuan'er said softly.

"What's the fuss about? Believe it or not, I'll just count him as failed in the assessment?"

Mo Lingfeng had a dark look on his face!

You're here but you haven't even said a word yet, so you should consider yourself a failure?

Then I thought about it, doesn’t this book fairy have a great face?

Then give him enough face, and maybe there will be a slight turn for the better.

Thinking of this, Mo Lingfeng took a step forward.

"Consider me a failure? If someone else says this, I will argue with them directly!"

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

"Nothing," Mo Lingfeng continued quickly.

"If these words come from the mouth of Senior Shuxian, I don't dare to believe it even if I have a hundred courages!"

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

"Haha, this junior has a little bit of experience in the art of physiognomy. Looking at the appearance of my senior, he has a heavenly appearance, sword-shaped brows and bright stars, and a hint of courage in his heroic demeanor. He must be a gentleman who sticks to his word and does what he says!"

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

Isn’t it a good thing to save face? I’ll smash you to death with a big hat.

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


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