The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 21: The Game of the Wind

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A few days later.

Tiger clan residence!

Meng Ziqiu and Le Yi arrived quietly.

Outside the main hall of the Tiger Clan, Zuo Wuzhou frowned and said: "Two, my king has been in retreat since he came back. I don't want to see anyone, sorry!"

The principal of Julu Academy is here, and Zuo Wuzhou is visiting. Naturally, Zuo Wuzhou dare not neglect.

"Don't want to see anyone?" Le Yi asked in surprise.

"Thank you for announcing, just say that I, Mencius, will meet on behalf of Julu Academy!" Mencius solemnly said.

On behalf of Julu Academy, then this ceremony is grand. Not an individual, but the Julu Academy which has been passed down for 50,000 years.

Zuo Wuzhou finally nodded and said: "Everyone, wait a minute!"

Zuo Wuzhou entered the hall and came out soon.

"How?" Le Yi asked.

Zuo Wuzhou looked at Errendao: "Although my king is in a bad mood, let me tell the two!"

"Oh?" Mencius asked in confusion.

"My king said, the old blessings of Julu Academy are remembered by the Tigers, but at the moment they are in a mess and cannot receive two of them. They will come to visit in the future!" Zuo Wuzhou solemnly said.

"You two, sorry!" Zuo Wuzhou smiled bitterly.

Meng Ziqiu represents the entire Julu Academy, and it has given Baidi a lot of face. This is the entire Julu Academy. Although Julu Academy is only a middle sect, its heritage is much longer than that of the Jokhang Holy Land. The foundation is Xionghou, the lord and the left courtyard are coming together, but Bai Ditian is missing?

"It's okay, then I'll wait at Julu Academy!" Mencius smiled freely.

"I will give you two!"

"No need!" Mencius shook his head.

Stepping, Mencius and Le Yi flew up into the sky. The two flew back to Julu Academy.

During the flight.

"President, is this Bai Ditian intentional?" Le Yi frowned.

"Probably not. According to historical records, Bai Ditian is free and easy, and he is deeper than Julu Academy. Therefore, Julu Academy would protect the Tigers. At this moment, Bai Ditian must have encountered something annoying!" Mencius shook his head.

"Bai Ditian's troubles? Dongfang Hall, Yan Chuan?" Le Yi's expression moved.

"Yes, it seems that we really know too little about Yan Chuan!" Mencius said with a smile.

"Do you want to send someone to get in touch?" Le Yi asked curiously.

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"No, since we are in the Oriental Palace, we are mixed with the decent **** of the East, we don't have to worry!" Mencius smiled.

"Oriental decent? Hehe, his ancestors want to know this bastard, I don't know if he will crawl out of the coffin in anger!" Le Yi said with a laugh.

"Not necessarily. Although shameless, but he is still real!" Mencius smiled and said--

Julu City, Yongdian!

Yifeng is playing with five games of chess!

The Confucian sentiment reached its peak. It's a grand occasion not seen in a long time. In Julu City, there are few chess players who can be so distracted.

On the chessboard, Yifeng's moves are extremely sharp. The chess style is sturdy, and the five great scholars on the opposite side are forced to retreat again and again.

It's as if there are thousands of troops, slaughtering the chess pieces on the opposite side.

A lot of Confucianists stared at him.

"I can't stand it anymore, I can't understand this chess!" A Confucianist retreated in horror.

"Me too, a five game of chess, it seems to see five huge vortexes. If you look further, I'm going crazy!"

"What a great chess fight!"

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Some weaker Confucianists have stepped aside and dared not watch chess. Only some people with strong chess skills can stick to their eyes.

The five great scholars on the opposite side are struggling to support, Yi Feng smiled slightly and said: "It's nothing more than that!"

The five great scholars turned a deaf ear and stared at the chessboard.

Not far away, Liu Zilu was holding a teacup and quietly looking at the chessboard.

"Brother, do you want to fight?" There was a bitterness on the face of a big scholar.

"Yes, brother, it's fifty-four sets. Yi Feng has never lost, we completely lost this game!" Wang Long said with an ugly expression.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"

Yi Feng dropped a piece on each of the five chessboards.

"Acceptance, everyone!" Yi Feng smiled.

"Why?" The five great scholars looked at the chessboard in disbelief.

After watching for a while, the five Confucian scholars were slumped at the same time, and their faces were extremely bitter.

"Master Yifeng has won again!"

"And they won at the same time, five games at the same time?"

"Master Yifeng's chess skills are amazing!"

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There was a sound of admiration around, and the five Confucian scholars got up and arrived in front of Liu Zi's road.

"Brother! I am incompetent!" The five said bitterly.

"Take a rest! It's okay!" Liu Zilu comforted.

"Yes!"

"Would you like to get off!" Dongfang smiled decently and excitedly.

"Go, you five!" Liu Zilu said to the five great scholars besides himself.

"Brother?" Wang Long puzzled.

"Go!" Liu Zilu insisted.

"Yes!" The five great scholars went to the chessboard again.

"Please!" Yi Feng was pleased to see the result.

Yi Feng fights against the five Confucian scholars again.

"Hahaha, sixty scholars, happy!" Dongfang decent smiled excitedly.

The big scholars on the other side have extremely ugly faces.

"Senior brother, you have lost like this, so you still play? Will it be too embarrassing?" Wang Long said with an ugly expression.

"My face is lost, I don't care about it!" Liu Zilu said lightly.

"Okay!" The great scholars nodded.

Liu Zilu stared at the chessboard, drinking tea, his eyes filled with calmness.

"Papa Papa Papa!"

One day later, the five great scholars were defeated by Yi Fengdou again.

At this moment, all the Wanru invited by the Pinnacle Wenhui were already on Yifeng's side, and they were all very excited.

"Hahaha, Liu Zilu, you are left, can't you still get it?" Dongfang Zhengpai proudly said.

"Let's stop here!" Yi Feng smiled slightly.

"Why end here? I haven't played yet, the outcome is uncertain!" Liu Zilu smiled.

"Hahaha, the outcome is undecided? It's all like this, is it interesting for you to play again? Are Sima Yuntian's disciples so shameless?" Dongfang Zhengpai said with disdain.

Oriental decent words represent the aspirations of nearly ten thousand Confucian scholars. What's the next? All lost like this, do you have to lose the last fig leaf? Are you ashamed?

"Good too!" Yi Feng also smiled.

Liu Zilu and Yifeng are seated.

Although the Confucian cultivators looked contemptuously on their faces, they still stared at the whole chessboard after all.

Liu Zilu stayed till the end, and his chess skill really surpassed the others by a lot. Several times, Yi Feng even felt a little embarrassed.

However, Yi Feng's chess skills were so incomparable, he became more fierce as he went down, and finally, a day later, Liu Zilu gave in.

"Hahahaha, I don't want to give you face, I have to play, now I lose? I can't help myself!" Dongfang decent smiled.

Failed!

Sixty Confucian scholars, defeated so thoroughly! So far, I haven't won a game. As Liu Zilu surrendered, the faces of all the Confucian scholars flushed with shame.

Remember that back then, how energetic was the seventy-two great Confucian scholars, and why did they fall into this field?

"Puff!" "Puff!"…………

There were several great scholars who couldn't accept the blow at the moment, and they all vomited blood.

Yi Feng got up, smiled, said nothing, and turned to look at the Oriental Hall.

"Bailong, let's go back!" Yi Feng said.

"Okay!" Bai Long nodded.

Bailong took the wind and flew to the East Hall step by step.

At this moment, nearly ten thousand Confucian scholars are no longer contemptuous, looking at Yi Feng's back, all showing admiration.

As for the Orient decent sect, I love falling into the pit, so I naturally stay and continue to attack the sixty Confucian scholars at this moment.

"How about? Liu Zilu? Are you trying to be the finale? How can you crush yourself?" Dongfang Zhengpai said with a loss.

The faces of the great scholars were flushed red and stared at the decent Orientals.

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But Dongfang Zhengpai continued to say: "Evil heart makes chess stinky, it really is an immortal saying!"

"Evil heart makes chess bad? Dare to ask Eastern Confucianism, who is this immortal famous saying?" A Confucianist asked curiously.

"I said!" Dongfang decent smiled.

"Huh?" A group of Confucianists looked at the shameless man in astonishment.

"Let's go!" Liu Zilu said solemnly.

"Yes!"

Sixty Confucian scholars stepped into the sky, slowly flying away.

"Hey, Liu Zilu, I'm going to play chess, come to my Dongfang Hall!" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted with a smile.

The sixty Confucian scholars in the distance naturally refused to turn their heads.

Come on the excitement and return after defeat. Originally, he was going to dig a hole for Yan Chuan, but all his group fell into it. The mood of everyone at this moment is more than a fall.

It didn't take long for the Sixty Confucian Scholars to disappear from everyone's sight.

In a hall.

Liu Zilu returned with frustrated Confucian scholars. As soon as he entered the main hall, he suddenly saw a white-clothed man drinking tea at the main seat of the main hall.

"Second Brother!" the great Confucianists respectfully said.

"Second brother, this time, I am so ashamed of the teacher!" Chen Ping said with an ugly expression.

"Second Brother, our reputation is really discredited this time!" Liu Zilu said bitterly.

"Zi Lu, I did a good job this time!" Brother Er took a sip of tea and laughed.

"Huh?" In the hall, the crowds of Great Rudun Road were surprised.

"Second brother? What do you mean? We are all defeated?" Chen Ping was puzzled.

"There was a tiger roar that day, and we went out. Your news also reached my teacher and me. Although you were defeated this time, Zilu did a good job. Sixty games are enough for me. I have found Yi Feng's weakness!" The second senior said in a deep voice.

"Huh?" Chen Ping asked in surprise.

Liu Zilu nodded and said: "Yes, the reputation of sixty of us is nothing. We can tell the teacher at any time. We are defeated, but the second brother has found the weakness of Yifeng. As long as we get the help of God, Our sacrifice is nothing at all!"

"Yes, Zilu did a good job this time, especially the last game of chess. I saw it, and you seem to have found it too?" Brother Er said with a smile.

"Uh, I am also ignorant. After watching the fifty-nine games in front, I feel a little bit. Going in that direction, I seem to have found it, but I still can't be specific!" Liu Zilu shook his head.

"You have tested it out. It is true that Yifeng’s chess style is extremely strong, but mortals are mortals, and their vision is never open enough. Although the chess style is strong, the initial'layout' is still a little bit worse. , Is the weakness of Yifeng!" The second brother believes in himself——

Eastern Hall!

"Yifeng, you can set a game!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"I just don't know if my idea has succeeded!" Yi Feng said with a wry smile.

"Sixty games of chess, I think it should be able to root a kind of psychology, they will not think that your best at Yifeng is'layout'. When you compete for the title of the gods, surprise them! Hahahaha" Yan Chuan smiled.

ps: Grandma Guanqi has been in poor health recently, so she went back to visit immediately. There are so many today! Don't wait tonight, this chapter is for today, sorry, the great! Definitely make it back someday! (To be continued)

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