Chapter 21 Nine Tails (First Change, Ask for a Monthly Pass!)

"Sima Qianjun, ninety-nine consecutive victories"

Ninety-nine consecutive victories? The four chess players were in an uproar.

It seems very easy to win a hundred consecutive victories, but it is extremely difficult to do it. After all, those who can participate in the chess soul competition are not mediocre, and the real chess masters have been selected after ten endgames.

Sima Qianjun? Sima? Zhong Shan chewed on the name.

"Bastard, didn't you say you could win? Why did you lose?" A woman's yell came from the crowd.

The woman was clearly very annoyed.

"Princess, Master Sima's chess skills have entered the artistic conception, and his subordinates are not as good as it." A man's mournful voice came from inside.

"Then why do I want you? You said you are good at chess, and I specially asked the Holy King to give you a 'middle' position in the world. Why should I support you? What's the use of me wanting a disciple like you? I'm mad, I'm so mad." The woman's angry voice came from inside.

At this time, Zhong Shan also squeezed into the crowd and saw the so-called princess.

It was a stunning woman in a fiery red dress, no, a stunning woman, with a pair of charming eyes, charming lips, charming ears, and a charming nose. The moment he looked at her face, Zhong Shan gave her the name "fox spirit" in his heart.

Among Zhong Shan's acquaintances, perhaps the only one who could compare her beauty with her was Nu Qinghui.

Absolutely disastrous to the country and the people, absolutely overwhelming the country and the city, and absolutely seductive to the fox.

It was so beautiful that many of the pious chess players here were distracted by her, and they all stared at the woman in red.

In the country of Qingqiu, there are many vixens, beautiful women, and handsome men, but none of them can compare with her.

The eyes of these sanctimonious chess players are the best explanation.

"Princess, you can't blame me. Master Sima has reached the 'artistic state', and his subordinates are no match for him at all." A man in Tsing Yi said with a dejected expression on his face.

"I'm no match for you? What did you tell me before? To be the first guest in my house? That's all you need? Get out, get out" the woman kicked him.

The man didn't dare to say any more, and ran away in a panic.

"I'm so pissed off," the princess said fiercely with her hands on her hips.

However, even if it is pungent, it is also a beautiful enjoyment to display it on this beautiful and charming woman. Every frown and smile arouses people's infinite reverie.

And on the other side of the chessboard, an extremely handsome man was sitting at the moment.

The man had long blue hair, a flash of self-satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he looked at the princess in front of him with a faint possessive desire. This person should be Sima Qianjun who the crowd shouted just now.

"Princess Nine-Tails? You're not very good, aren't you?" Sima Qianjun smiled evilly.

"Hmph, don't get complacent too early, there are still many people in Qingqiu who have reached the state of mind." Princess Jiuwei said coldly.

"But I will be able to kill a hundred people soon. I will be eligible to enter the sea of ​​smoke immediately, but you are not eligible to go to the mansion of Princess Nine Tails," Sima Qianjun struck out.

In Sima Qianjun's view, women can't please all the time, they have to fight properly to show their strength. To conquer women. Sima Qianjun had long been eyeing Qingqiu's thorny flower. At the same time, I made up my mind to take this flower down. She is so charming, even in Qingqiu, she can't find another one.

"You? If you don't win a hundred games in a row, don't show off in front of me," Princess Nine-Tails said angrily.

"That's not easy, who else will come?" Sima Qianjun immediately looked at everyone.

Artistic conception, Sima Qianjun has reached the artistic conception of the way of chess, who dares to come? Winning a hundred consecutive victories is as difficult as climbing the sky. Every chess player looks at his folded cards, but he doesn't want to be cleared.

Confronting a master of artistic conception is pure courting of death.

"Dead? Is there anyone else coming?" Sima Qianjun stared.

All the chess players backed away, who will come? The real peerless masters had obtained their qualifications decades ago. Who will procrastinate until now? Only Sima Qianjun had just realized the 'artistic concept' not long ago, and now he has killed the Quartet.

"If no one comes, I'll click. Whoever I click must come and follow me. Otherwise, you will know how powerful I am, Sima Qianjun," Sima Qianjun said in a deep voice.

All the chess players were depressed for a while, and wanted to retreat one after another.

"No one is allowed to leave," Sima Qianjun shouted.

All the chess players paused, and at the same time secretly called out bad luck. Sima Qianjun, an important young master of the Sima family, who would dare to offend him? I knew I would not come to see it.

When everyone was nervous, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Sima Qianjun?" Zhong Shan said lightly.

"Who?" Sima Qianjun's eyes turned cold.

"I'll meet you" Zhong Shan stepped out.

Seeing someone come out, all the chess players gave way to let Zhong Shan go, it was great, finally someone came out ahead.

Princess Jiuwei also looked at Zhong Shan in surprise.

"Who are you?" Sima Qianjun asked calmly.

"The one who wins you," Zhong Shan said directly.

"To win him." Princess Nine Tails shouted immediately.

"Hmph, what a big tone, I'm not afraid to flash my tongue," Sima Qianjun said coldly.

"It's up to you whether to flash your tongue or not." Zhong Shan shook his head and walked up.

Zhong Shan is very calm, everyone feels that Zhong Shan is very calm, but is it useful? Wasn't that chess player just now very calm, was he also defeated by Sima Qianjun?

Artistic conception, that is the realm in the legend of chess. Those who have reached the artistic conception in everything have reached the peak of chess.

Zhong Shan sat down, glanced at the Go on the table, his eyes flashed, indeed, Sima Qianjun in front of him was a powerful character.

However, it is precisely because of this kind of powerful character that it feels more abused.

"Since you want to die, then come on," Sima Qianjun said with an evil smile.

Sima Qianjun put his folded tiles in the groove of the chess table, and the word 'Nine Nine' slowly protruded from the chess table.

Zhong Shan put the folding card in the groove, and a word appeared on the chess table. Seeing this word, almost everyone was dumbfounded.

zero

zero? Is there such an exaggeration? Everyone drew a tragic equal sign for Zhong Shan in their hearts.

Princess Nine Tails on the side also looked annoyed, but looking at Sima Qianjun, she was very resentful, so resentful that she must see him fail.

Sima Qianjun waved his sleeves, the chess pieces on the chess table were divided into two sides, Sima Ce held the white, and Zhong Shan held the black.

"Zero? Hahaha, just because you want to fight this young master? I'll let you go first." Sima Qianjun said disdainfully.

"Then it's disrespectful." Zhong Shan didn't shirk.

The index finger and middle finger picked up a sunspot, and slapped it on the chessboard very solemnly.

"Snapped"

When Heizi fell, almost everyone was stunned.

"Tianyuan? Did he play Tianyuan?" A chess player suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, Zhong Shan's first son was at the very center of the chessboard, the unique star point at the very center.

"Why did he land on Tianyuan the first time? Is he crazy?"

"The first piece forms a formation, but the first piece lands on Tianyuan and is destroyed. Can he play chess?"

"Crazy, crazy, no one has ever dared to fall on Tianyuan first, his head is broken. He will definitely lose if he does this."

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A group of chess players talked and criticized Zhong Shan, but Zhong Shan remained motionless.

"Tianyuan? Are you letting me in on purpose? Or do you think you're doomed?" Sima Qianjun sneered.

"I will drop a son, and the first son must be Tianyuan," Zhong Shan said in a deep voice.

This is a fact, Zhong Shan and Nan Gongsheng played against each other, Zhong Shan's first son always only landed on Tianyuan, the center star point of the chessboard. The first son never falls behind the others.

Because Zhong Shan plays chess differently from others, what Zhong Shan plays is "Emperor Chess", and the first piece of Emperor Chess is called "Jun Lin Tian Tian".

In the place of Tianyuan, the first son must fall.

"Hmph, since you're courting death, you can't blame me," Sima Qianjun sneered.

"Crack" Sima Qianjun fell.

"Crack, crack, crack"

The two settled with each other, but everyone was not optimistic about Zhong Shan, because Zhong Shan's settlement was too unreasonable. It stands to reason that if Sima Qianjun's settlement, Zhong Shan should post it, but Zhong Shan did it on his own. Occasionally, one or two will be posted.

Sima Qianjun became more and more disdainful as he played chess. Is this person really not good at chess?

When Sima Qianjin landed the 30th piece, he occupied all the favorable positions, as if the overall situation had been settled, he looked at Zhong Shan with a sneer and said, "It's your turn, I never thought you could get the folding card with such a poor performance."

Zhong Shan didn't answer him, the sunspot in his hand paused slightly in the air, and pressed down solemnly.

With that press, a strange breeze blew from the direction of the chessboard.

A faint breeze blew in, causing everyone to tremble suddenly, and Zhong Shan Heizi fell down.

"Snapped"

When Heizi fell, the sound at that moment seemed to hit everyone's hearts, and almost everyone seemed to suddenly see a burst of purple air gushing out from the place where Zhong Shan fell.

Many people shook their heads, thinking they were wrong.

The Emperor Ziqi Zhongshan of Emperor Chess fell, and the dust was almost settled.

On the entire chessboard, the situation changed drastically. It was originally a situation where Sima Qianjun was winning, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into a situation of great defeat.

The chessboard was like the black chess condescendingly looking down at the white chess.

"Good, good chess" Sima Qianjun said bitterly.

Sima Qianjun was careless. At this moment, Sima Qianjun finally knew that the person in front of him was not rubbish at all, but a real layout master.

"Snapped"

"Snapped"

He kept making moves, but the more moves he made, the more sweat would be on Sima Qianjun's forehead.

"Tianyuan? That son of Tianyuan can actually support the Quartet?"

"No, Tianyuan's piece is like a commander, commanding the world on the chessboard. Its existence makes it impossible for White to turn around forever."

"It's wonderful, it's incredible. This son of Tianyuan is really a stroke of genius. With this son, Sima Qianjun can only lose, and there is no possibility of victory at all."

The onlookers shouted in admiration.

But at this moment, Sima Qianjun's mind penetrated into it even more, his eyes were full of horror, Sima Qianjun was sweating profusely, and Sima Qianjun felt that as long as he made a move, he would be stabbed by thousands of big spears. One shot stabs everything in his heart.

Depressed, every drop is depressing. There is no way to start, as if no matter where you play, you will lose every step of the way. The whole chessboard has become the world in front of you. Let him gallop, let him go crazy, and he just keeps being raped.

why? why? Sima Qianjun was going crazy. Being *manic endlessly.

Can't lose, can't lose, this is the last game, the hundred-game winning streak is now, once you lose, it will return to zero, you can't lose, the strong will forced Sima Qianjun to endure the torture in his heart.

However, watching Baizi being eaten one by one. Sima Qianjun found out in despair that even if he had the art of returning to heaven, he could not save his chess game.

"Crack" Zhong Shan's last drop fell.

"You lost," Zhong Shan said flatly.

When the move fell, Sima Qianjun realized that he was really defeated, looking at his white chess, it seemed that it was no longer white, but was stained with blood, bloody and completely defeated.

"Look, what is that?" a chess player exclaimed.

Everyone looked carefully at the chessboard again. At this moment, everyone found strangely that on the entire chessboard, Zhong Shan's black chess had unknowingly produced two characters. Among the black chess surrounded by white chess, there are two clear words, two words that were not seen until the dust settled after the game?

too weak

'Too weak'? Is this humiliating that Sima Qianjun is too weak?

Everyone stayed.

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