Chapter 737 Tianlong Chess Game

Ye Futian confirmed what he learned with nine chess games for several days in a row. Every time the chess moves are different, but every time he loses.

Even the nine old men who played chess could see that he was simply trying to seek defeat, and observed how their chess moves changed through his own changes in chess moves.

This is the first time they have seen this kind of learning method, and no one has used it even in Chess Saint Villa, so they secretly sigh in their hearts that this kid has some ideas.

Ye Futian confirmed what he had learned these days by observing the changes in the nine major chess games in actual combat.

Except for Ye Futian, everyone else is also making progress. Several people have already broken the nine chess games, Han Jing, Zhou Zichao's brother and sister, Fairy Qing Ni, and Mo Jun from Xihua Holy Mountain.

In addition, several people have cracked the eight major chess games, only missing the last game.

Everyone is making progress. Of course, some people don't just rely on themselves. For example, Zhou Zichao's brother and sister, behind them are the old people from Xihua Sacred Mountain to guide them. Xianjun pointed Ye Futian like that.

After all, Chess Saint Villa didn't have any rules to break the chess game this time.

Finally, the day Yang Xiao promised finally came. On this day, Jinghua Mountain invited all the powerhouses of Yujing City to come to watch the ceremony. For a while, countless people from Jinghua Mountain went up the mountain and descended on Qifeng Peak.

There are endless figures standing on the ancient peaks and boulders, all of them are people who came to watch the ceremony.

On this day, many old people from Chess Saint Villa came to witness the opening of Tianlong Chess Game.

Ye Futian and his party also arrived very early. On the chess peak, they stood there quietly, and countless people around them were discussing today's chess game.

"Liu Zong hasn't appeared yet." Many people looked for him, but they still didn't see Liu Zong appear on the chess peak. Could it be that he will miss today's chess match?

Brother and sister Zhou Zichao and Zhou Ziyi are worthy of being the children of the Holy Dynasty, and they are full of noble temperament.

Mo Jun is extraordinary in martial arts, Han Jing is calm and introverted, and Li Mu is handsome and elegant, inheriting the demeanor of his teacher, the sword fairy.

Fairy Qingni's face is the most beautiful on Jinghua Mountain. She stands alone on a boulder. Her long dress in green clothes moves with the wind and her black hair flutters like a real fairy.

Of course, the women around Ye Futian still covered their faces with light veils and did not show their faces. Although many people were curious, they secretly guessed that these women must be extremely beautiful women based on their figure and temperament.

There are also many people talking about Ye Futian. Although he is not as well-known in Dongzhou as he is in Huangzhou, some people have heard of him. Coupled with some recent news about him, it is also annoying. Come to some people's attention.

At this time, on the ancient road in the middle of Qifeng, a group of figures stepped forward, and everyone retreated to make way, and saw Yang Xiao's nine disciples stepping here at the same time.

"Here we come." Many people looked at Yang Xiao and the others in a blink of an eye. This is about to open the Dragon Chess game.

The group of people walked to a mountain wall of Qifeng, and then slowly vacated, saying: "The Tianlong chess game is left by the master and passed down to my nine disciples. It is jointly arranged by the nine of us. Infinite changes, now, let's start the Tianlong chess game."

After finishing speaking, Yang Xiao turned her head, looked at the many old men standing on both sides of the mountain wall, and said, "Open."

The old men of Chess Saint Villa made their moves one after another, and blasted towards the huge mountain wall. In an instant, there was a loud rumbling sound, and a dazzling brilliance seemed to light up on the mountain wall, as if cast by a magic circle. After that, many people showed a look of surprise, but they didn't realize that there was a magic circle hidden on the mountain wall.

The magic circle became brighter and brighter, spreading into the mountain wall, and terrifying rays of light broke through the mountain wall directly. From the inside to the outside, countless cracks appeared on the mountain wall in an instant, and a striped road lit up, accompanied by a loud noise, The boulders on the mountain wall turned into dust and disappeared.

At this moment, a dazzling light lit up in front of it, and many people stared at it. It turned out to be a huge chessboard, stretching across the void.

Yang Xiao's nine disciples stepped out and stepped onto the radiant chessboard. In an instant, their bodies seemed to be integrated into the space of the chessboard, shrouded in light.

"This is the Tianlong chess game, which is jointly controlled by nine of my senior brothers. Anyone who was invited before can try to break this chess game." Yang Xiao stood on the chessboard and looked at everyone, and said loudly: "Of course, I advise Everyone, before stepping into this Tianlong chess game, it is best to break the first nine chess games, otherwise the pressure will be too great for a while."

Countless eyes looked at Yang Xiao and the nine disciples. The nine disciples of the Chess Master personally took charge of the chess game. Who can break it?

No one made a move, and everyone seemed to be hesitating.

"I'll try." Finally, a voice came out, and Han Jing was seen stepping forward, and countless eyes fell on him.

Han Jing was the first to challenge Tianlong chess game.

"Please." Yang Xiao said.

"Please." Han Jing replied.

Yang Xiao waved his palm, and suddenly a chess piece landed in the center, which contained terrifying power of rules.

Han Jing also waved his palm and landed the first child.

However, the second piece was played by Li Kaishan, the second disciple of the Master Chess Master. When he waved his hand, it seemed that a golden lightning bolt pierced through the void and landed on the chessboard, causing many people's hearts to tremble slightly.

"Will each of the nine disciples of the Tianlong Chess Game make a move?" Many people secretly thought, and their thoughts were soon confirmed.

Among the first nine sons, each of them dropped one son.

It's just that when the nine pieces fell, an extremely violent force appeared on the chessboard, faintly trying to swallow up all the aura on Han Jing's body.

"It's such a strong momentum." Many people's hearts trembled. This is no longer a simple chess game, but more like a battle chess game. Yang Xiaofang has such a terrifying momentum after only playing nine chess pieces.

Han Jing naturally felt the clearest when he was in it. He looked dignified and continued to make moves.

The two sides continued to play chess, more and more chess pieces, Han Jing's forehead was already dripping with sweat, one chess game contained nine major changes at the same time, like nine different chess moves, and what was even more frightening was that each chess move was different. It can be played into infinite changes, and it is impossible to see through it.

"嗤嗤..." The sword qi whistled, and a sword array appeared on the corner of the chessboard, which was formed by the rules of the chess pieces. Han Jing wanted to place a piece in that position, but his chess piece could not be dropped, and was caught by the sword before it was dropped. Qi swallowed it.

"Is this the chess game rule of the Tianlong chess game? It can also prevent other people's chess moves." Everyone present trembled. Han Jing was soaked. He felt a sense of extreme exhaustion, which was mental exhaustion.

He waved his palm, and another chess piece fell.

"Han Jing, it's too bad." Some people with superb chess skills thought to themselves when they saw this chess piece falling. Under the strong oppression, Han Jing made a mistake, which shouldn't have happened to him.

At this time, the chess master's four disciples dropped a piece. The moment the piece fell, everyone's hearts trembled. A bone dragon appeared on the chessboard, extremely ferocious, and opened its fangs to devour Han Jing. , Han Jing's face was pale, and he groaned, spitting blood on the chessboard.

With a flash of his figure, he directly exited the chessboard, and then sat down to recover his damaged mind and exhausted mental power.

All eyes were on the chessboard. At this time, it could be vaguely felt on the chessboard that several formations were about to be condensed, with terrifying power, all of which were forged with each chess piece as the cornerstone.

"Uncle Master." Ye Futian's expression was solemn, and he looked at Wanxiang Xianjun beside him. He has made great progress these days, but he can't break such a chess game. It's not because he underestimates himself, but because he has self-knowledge.

"Superb." Wanxiang Xianjun praised: "These nine people are all disciples of chess masters, and they must be very good at chess. Nine people set up a chess game, and there are nine different styles of chess. The difficulty of one person's chess deduction is not known to be much higher now, and the nine of them are playing chess in order now, but it seems that the rules do not stipulate that they must come in order."

Ye Futian nodded. From this short game of chess, he saw the essence of the way of chess recorded in countless books before. The nine disciples of the master of chess have really used the way of chess to perfection. His chess skills must also be extremely superb.

At this moment, there was a commotion from the crowd, and many people looked towards the commotion, and saw a figure in the distance walking towards this side.

This person is not that brilliant in terms of dress or appearance, but he seems to have a very unique temperament, like self-confidence from the bottom of his bones. His face is sharp and angular, without any expression, and his steps are very Steady, neither fast nor slow, every step is the same.

"Liu Zong."

"finally reached."

Liu Zong, the number one descendant of Xihua Sacred Mountain, arrived on the day when the Tianlong Chess Game opened.

"Brother." Mo Jun looked at the walking figure with flickering expression, in terms of appearance, even Mo Jun is more handsome than Liu Zong.

Liu Zong slightly raised his head and glanced at Mo Jun, then nodded to him as a response.

However, Liu Zong did not go to the location of the Tianlong chess game, but walked to the first chess game of the nine chess games ahead, stepped up, and said: "Please, sir."

"Please." The old man said, and then the two started playing chess, which caught everyone's attention.

The chess game between the two seemed much calmer, neither the old man nor Liu Zong seemed to be angry at all.

This is also really frightening, the old man's chess moves are getting stronger as he moves backwards, and he gathers the chess to form a team, but in Liu Zong's extremely indifferent chess moves, the chess games played by the old man seem to have no deterrent force at all .

Soon, the old man's chess piece had no way out, and was pressed to death step by step.

He looked at the chess game in front of him, and said, "The younger generation is fearless, I lost."

"Sir, accept." Liu Zong said calmly, then challenged the second chess game, all the way forward, and soon defeated all the nine major chess games, only in the ninth game, he felt a little pressure!