The Emperor of the Immortal Realm: Thirty-ninth Zhang Kuang Sima

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"Mr. Yi again!"

"Sima Yuntian's chess power is not as good as the master, can Mr. Yi do it?"

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The Confucianists in the fighting stage talked a lot.

Yi Feng has awakened and stepped onto the fighting platform.

Sima Yuntian looked at Yi Feng, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"The second game, chess, you are falling!" Yi Feng smiled slightly.

When the wind fell, Zhang Shen, one of the seventy-two great Confucian scholars, suddenly walked out.

"Teacher, Yan Chuan didn't come up, so why should the teacher do it himself, let the disciple do it for you!" Zhang Shen said with a smile.

"You?" Sima Yuntian suddenly smiled.

"Yes, please don't worry, teacher, since the disciples dare to come out, they have the confidence that they will win!" Zhang Shen said affirmatively.

Zhang Shenyi said, Seventy-one Confucian nodded.

Sima Yuntian smiled slightly and said: "Then why are you sure to win?"

Zhang Shen frowned slightly, looked around and looked at Yi Feng, as if he was worried that it would not work.

All around, countless cultivators stared at Zhang Shen. As if expecting Zhang Shen's secret to victory.

Seeing the teacher's questioning, Zhang Shen could only helplessly say: "The disciple found a flaw in Yi Feng, and the disciples and junior disciples have studied Yi Feng's chess style. Yi Feng has a fatal flaw!"

"Wow!"

The cultivator under the stage looked at Zhang Shen in surprise. flaw? Is Yifeng flawed?

"Teacher!" Zhang Shen stepped forward in anticipation.

"Is it the original layout?" Sima Yuntian smiled.

"Huh? The teacher can see it too?" Zhang Shen was surprised.

Layout? The cultivators all around looked at Sima Yuntian in surprise.

Sima Yuntian shook his head and sighed slightly: "You are fooled!"

"Ah? How is it possible, the disciple has studied all the chess games of Yifeng, and he can't go wrong. His initial layout is very weak! As long as he breaks fiercely at the beginning, he will undoubtedly lose!" Zhang Shenbu channel.

"Hahahahaha, Mr. Yi, come on!" Sima Yuntian suddenly laughed.

Although Sima Yuntian is mad, as long as he is capable, Sima Yuntian still respects him enough.

Yi Feng smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Sima, insight!"

"Ah? What's the matter? Teacher, what's the matter!" Zhang Shen puzzled.

Slightly sighed, Sima Yuntian said: "That is a set made by Yifeng a long time ago, just waiting for you to get in!"

"A set made long ago? That flaw was left by Yifeng deliberately?" Zhang Shen opened his mouth in amazement.

More than Zhang Shen, the great sages and scholars of Julu Academy, many people have studied Yifeng's chessboard, and some smart people have also discovered the flaws of Yifeng. They were complacent, but at this moment, the defendant is told that it was actually set deliberately. trap?

Suddenly, the faces of several Daxians turned red.

"The chess of Yifeng is not comparable to you, go down and watch it!" Sima Yuntian said lightly.

"Yes!" Zhang Shen's face flushed.

At this moment, tens of thousands of cultivators are staring, and this self-righteousness has suddenly become the laughing stock of the world. Of course, the worship of Yifeng is more of the surrounding cultivators.

Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuandao: "Yan Chuan?"

Yan Chuan's expression is still calm, and he smiles slightly.

"Although there are only four people, but each has its own purpose, piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy? You have found the best, amazing!" Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan with appreciation.

"Sima Yuntian, rumored to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, really deserves his reputation!" Yan Chuan laughed.

"Qin, you have already lost, do you think there is still a possibility of defeating me?" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.

"I also want to thank you for winning such luck for me!" Yan Chuan smiled.

Yan Chuan's words have already explained his confidence in victory.

"Hahahaha, well, then you all come together!" Sima Yuntian suddenly said arrogantly again.

"Come together?"

Suddenly there was an unexpected sound all around.

Meng Ziqiu not far away, her eyes are also squinted at this moment.

"The descendants of the Sima family are indeed proud from generation to generation!" Le Yi smiled bitterly.

"This is their bloodline from generation to generation!" Mencius nodded with a wry smile.

Yan Chuan stared at Sima Yuntian, still calm.

"Mr. Wen Ruo, let's fight with him!" Yan Chuan looked at Wen Ruo and said.

"Uh? Good!" Mr. Wen Ruo nodded.

"Aren't you coming together?" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.

"Me? I'm afraid you won't be able to fight it, you will complain about the rules then!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Hahahahahaha, I can't fight it, will I blame the rules?" Sima Yuntian smiled unexpectedly.

Sima Yuntian was arrogant, but at this moment he realized that there was someone more arrogant than himself.

"Okay, I'll give you the last chance to face off!" Sima Yuntian nodded.

"Master Yan, I can only do my best!" Mr. Wen Ruo said to Yan Chuan again.

"Yan Chuan naturally believes in Mr. Wen Ruo's ability, but what is Mr. Wen Ruo going to paint this time?" Yan Chuan laughed.

"Gongzi Yan please also give me the question!" Wen Ruo said solemnly.

Yan Chuan looked at Sima Yuntian, then turned to Wen Ruo, and said with a slight smile: "I want you to draw a picture of'beings filled with charcoal'!"

"Huh? The life is overwhelmed?" Wen Ruo said in astonishment.

"The common people are destroyed, the tens of thousands of people are extinct, the lives are destroyed, the world collapses, the picture of the end!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.

Mr. Wen Ruo looked at Yan Chuan in astonishment, his eyes full of incomprehension. This kind of picture, if it is not that you can't paint, it's that this picture is too remote! And it's very unpopular!

"Go, think about it, I believe you!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Okay!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled bitterly.

Nodding, Mr. Wen Ruo also stepped onto the platform.

Wen Ruo and Yi Feng stepped onto the platform, but Yan Chuan returned to where Mo Yu was.

"What do you let Mr. Wen Ruo paint, can he win?" Mo Yuxi worried.

"Meow? I heard, Yan Chuan wants Wenruo to draw a picture of the doomsday!" Meow suddenly jumped from Mo Yuxi's arms to Yan Chuan's shoulder.

"It's overwhelming, I don't know, but as long as I paint according to what I said, I can help him beat Sima Yuntian!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.

"Huh?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Mo Yuxi's eyes.

"This gifted conference is far from simple, Qinglong, do something for me!" Yan Chuan thought for a while and said.

"Yes!"——

Light world. In front of the Temple of Light.

Meng Lingtian waved a light curtain with his hand, and he could see everything in Tianshou Square. Dongfang Zhengpai, Meng Rongrong, and the three men who had recruited together were watching the light curtain with Meng Lingtian.

"This Sima Yuntian is nothing too much! He actually robbed Julu Academy of luck!" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted suddenly.

Meng Lingtian sighed slightly when he watched the outside world's fortune be reduced to a quarter by Sima Yun's talent.

"Lao Meng, no, sir, you don't care? Your little Meng chess loses, and this luck is in vain to Sima Yuntian's kid?" Dongfang Zhengpai frowned.

"When the Sima family came to his generation, he was the only seedling. The Sima family’s status is very special. In the ancestral motto of Julu Academy, various regulations have been imposed on the Sima family. They have many privileges of Julu Academy, but they will never become Master!" Meng Lingtian sighed slightly.

"Which ancestor made this **** rule?" Dongfang Zheng said angrily.

As soon as the words were spoken, Dongfang Decent face changed suddenly, and he was suddenly bitter: "Teacher, I am worthless for my Julu Academy. I didn't mean to offend that ancestor. Don't punish me for copying books! "

However, this time Meng Lingtian did not blame, but looked at the Dongfang decently and said weirdly: "It was your ancestor, the undefeated Dongfang ruled it!"

"Puff!"

Suddenly, several other students laughed.

"Why are you laughing, my ancestors are wise and martial arts, can you laugh? I just sang, do you understand?" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted suddenly.

Everyone laughed harder.

The Eastern Decent School can only continue to watch the Tianshou Conference silently.

Meng Rongrong has been looking at Yan Chuan in the picture, bit her lip, her eyes are extremely complicated! ——

Heavenly Grant Plaza.

On the platform, there are two easels with a long piece of white paper on each.

Mr. Wen Ruo grabbed a pen on one of the blank papers and thought, as if thinking about how to proceed.

On the other side, the game between Sima Yuntian and Yifeng officially began.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"………………

The two set their pieces extremely fast, and Sima Yuntian looked at this chessboard very solemnly.

"Huh? You can understand my layout only by looking at me in a game of chess?" Sima Yuntian raised his brows.

Yi Feng did not speak, and continued to settle down.

Yifeng's mana is limited, so the chessboard is not filled with mana, only a whirlwind is blowing over the head. However, Sima Yuntian seemed to be able to truly play against Yi Feng, and he didn't have any magical power infusion, just ordinary placement.

In the distance, all the Confucian scholars in Julu Academy opened their eyes wide, because the profound realm in this game of chess might be higher than all the chess games they had ever seen before.

"Slap!" "Slap!"…………

The chess pieces kept falling, and Mr. Wen Ruo began to match colors.

The painting has a lot of colors and colors, so that it can be colorful, but this time, Mr. Wen Ruo only used black ink, and placed a large number of water trays with different amounts of black ink to form different degrees of black. The color palette is all black, just in different shades.

"Boom!"

Mr. Wen Ruo was the first to write, quickly splashing ink on the picture.

"Black and white painting? Haha, I want to make a masterpiece with one color, Wenruo, your growth really surprised me!" A golden light flashed in Sima Yuntian's eyes.

While playing against Yi Feng, he watched Mr. Wen Ruo's splashing ink.

Yi Feng's chess move was extremely upright. Sima Yuntian played against him for nearly an hour. After the fast chess ended, the speed of the two players began to slow down.

Gradually the two began to think.

Falling down, Sima Yuntian looked at Yi Feng with a little surprise.

"Mr. Yi, where do you come from? The way of chess is so amazing? Compared to the great sages of all the academies, they are only strong or weak, dare to ask where they learned from?" Sima Yuntian solemnly said.

Yi Feng smiled slightly and said: "A mortal in the countryside! There is no teacher and no way to learn, at most I learned a little from my king!"

"A mortal? No teacher, no way? Learned a little from your king? Who is your king?" Sima Yuntian frowned.

"Didn't Mr. Sima ask knowingly?" Yi Feng said.

"Yan Chuan?" Sima Yuntian frowned and looked at Yan Chuan in the distance.

ps: I can’t break out these days. I’m sorry, but after a few days, when the work on hand is finished, it will definitely break out for a few days! (To be continued)

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