The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 2400: The chess player, it’s me! (Next)

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A drop of cold sweat gradually appeared on the pope's forehead, and he finally felt Chen Fan's sinister intentions. This is a step by step, he personally dug a big hole for him, just watch him jump in.

Now, the pope must answer, otherwise he will show weakness in front of Chen Fan, which will harm him without benefiting him.

Just such a difficult question, how should he answer it?

After thinking about it and pondering for a long time, facing the three narrow passages that Chen Fan only left, the pope still didn't know how to choose.

In the end, weighing the pros and cons, he chose to be honest.

"No!"

This indicates that all the actions of Tiandijiao against Chen Fan can basically be concluded based on his identity.

Looking at a deeper level, Chen Fan believes that Tiandijiao is likely to know his own life experience as a traverser, and it is because of this that he is very concerned about him.

After all, if it is only the son of Shenzong, Chen Fan does not think that the Tiandi Church has carefully arranged such a big game of chess, which has gone through hundreds of years of layout.

Furthermore, according to Zhang Daoling's previous words, the Tiandijiao Zangjing Pavilion actually recorded many of the roads he was going to take and the choices he made before he came to this world.

Obviously, it is the result of rigorous deduction by a dedicated person.

Therefore, this made Chen Fan even more sure that his life experience in this life, as well as his inadvertent journey back then, might really be hiding a big secret that was earth-shattering!

Looking at Chen Fan with a clear and relaxed look, the pope's heart is almost mixed.

He admitted that he underestimated the enemy.

Even the record about Chen Fan and the humanity revealed by all the choices he has made all the way over the years are all telling Chen Fan's extraordinary.

But the pope still underestimated the enemy.

He never thought that there is such a person in this world, who can unknowingly dug a big hole that he could not even find.

You can also force yourself to jump in.

From this point of view alone, if there is no identity or status, the pope actually appreciates Chen Fan somewhat.

It turned out that the Pope believed that Chen Fan can have today's achievements, everything is doomed by the sky.

But now it seems that some people, even if the sky is destined, may not be able to reach the height of Chen Fan.

"Thank you, the Pope, for answering my questions. There are still many things in the Chen Dynasty waiting for Chen to deal with. This time, let’s say goodbye."

Getting the answer he wanted, Chen Fan got up and left.

I didn't even care about the winning or losing of the previous game.

To be honest, the pope called Chen Fan to come today, just to test it out and observe again what kind of character Chen Fan is.

But what the Pope didn't expect was that he had always mentioned in his Tiandijiao intelligence that Chen Fan valued winning or losing, so this time he lost in the game, didn't he leave anything in his heart?

"Emperor Chen..." opened his mouth and stopped Chen Fan. The pope couldn't help but wondered, and asked: "Do you have anything to say about this game?"

When Chen Fan heard the words, he pondered for a moment, as if he had guessed the Pope's thoughts.

I saw him smile slightly, came to the chessboard again, and opened his mouth to the Pope: "In this game, Chen lost, but I didn't care at all."

"The chess game was lost, and it wasn't me who lost. Who can guarantee that I won't win back next time?"

"After all..." The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more prosperous, and the pale teeth made the pope shiver uncontrollably: "After all, it is me who plays chess!"

After that, Chen Fan turned around and left. Before leaving, he patted the chess table insignificantly.

"Crack!"

The pope looked down and saw that the chessboard was completely shattered into dust, including black and white. At this moment, all of them no longer exist. A gust of wind can be blown and it can be completely dissipated.

Just like what Chen Fan said, what can be proud of whether a game of chess is won or not?

The real victory is far from yet in time.

Just like today’s game of chess, the pope is complacent with his victory.

But the next moment, the chessboard turns into chaos, why is he happy?