Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

Zhou Xi's words made people confused, but Wu Mianyu actually sat down.

"It's okay, it does take some time to clean you up."

He yawned, and his tone was as casual as drinking water and eating.

"Confidence is a good thing, but if you lose, it makes people laugh." Zhou Xi puffed up his chest, lowered his eyes, and smiled lightly.

How can a dream master who is in the middle stage of the second realm defeat him, a mind master who is at the peak of the second realm?

This is not like those storybooks written by Fifth Senior Brother, where the protagonists cross borders to fight at will.

Each small segment represents a gap and a chasm.

However, geniuses can indeed rely on their own talents to fight against enemies across borders. This is undeniable.

Fortunately, he, Zhou Xi, is also a genius.

An illusory chessboard appeared in front of him. As he raised his hand, a sunspot fell, hitting it in the center. Heavenly Origin: "Can you play chess? Since you pulled me into a dream, then in return, I will invite you to play a game of chess."

Wu Mianyu was slightly silent and nodded: "Come."

A purple light flashed in his eyes, and then his spiritual power gathered to pinch out a white piece. At the same time, a chess board appeared in front of him.

Zhou Xi takes the lead with black, and plays Heavenly Origin.

"You seem more confident than me."

Baizi sticks to the corner.

Zhou Xi ignored his words and made another mistake without thinking.

So, the two of them really started playing chess.

Many of the new generation disciples who were watching didn't quite understand. Fortunately, there were many old disciples explaining it.

"This should be the way of the mind master to hurt people. It uses the power of rules to hurt people invisible. It looks like a game of chess, but it is actually a competition between mental and spiritual power."

"The mental power of a dream master is naturally strong by three points. However, Zhou Xi is at the peak of the second realm, so he is much stronger. What's more, this kind of pure competition is not a dream master's specialty."

"I guess he was pretending to be playing chess, but in fact he was secretly looking for an opportunity to drag Zhou Xi into a dream."

Some veteran disciples with good strength and knowledge understand it thoroughly enough and help many people solve their doubts.

"So, Zhou Xi will lose?"

"It's hard to say, but the speed of the moves has not stopped, which shows that everything is still under control."

Zhou Xi's move speed did not stagnate at all, he made moves almost without thinking.

On the contrary, Wu Mianyu's speed gradually slowed down.

After the forty-ninth move, he propped up his chin, thinking.

"Isn't this okay?" Zhou Xi didn't mean to ridicule him, he just asked simply.

"Ah... not really, it's just a bit boring."

After the words fell, Wu Mianyu dropped Bai Zi again.

A little boring?

Zhou Xi's pale complexion seemed to be reflected back to the light, with a little more rosiness.

People who know him well know that this is a sign of his anger.

So, this time he picked up the black stone and threw it towards the chessboard, and the white stone that was surrounded and killed in the corner was instantly picked off.

Black's advantage further expands.

Wu Mianyu still looked listless, and even hesitated to speak several times.

Such behavior angered Zhou Xi even more.

In his view, both sides should take the game seriously, regardless of winning or losing. This is the most basic respect - respect for the way of chess.

The black stones on the chessboard are becoming more and more deadly, and coupled with Wu Mianyu's bad moves, the white stones can only be slaughtered crazily, and the balance of victory is almost completely tilted.

After the seventy-eighth move, Zhou Xi stopped.

"you lose."

As soon as the words fell, the remaining white stones on the chessboard turned into white light and quickly dissipated, and then the chessboard in front of the two people began to rapidly enlarge, shrouding their heads.

The way of chess is approved by the Great Dao. Anyone who enters the game will live or die by winning or losing.

Seven pure white Grotto-Heavens suddenly appeared behind Zhou Xi, and the shadow of the eighth one could be vaguely seen.

"It's actually Seven Grotto-Heaven?!"

"Moreover, it looks like the eighth Grotto-Heaven is about to be opened. Darling, where did Zhouxi come from? I've never heard of it before."

"Zhou Xi wins. This dream master from Beizhai Academy is nothing more than that."

Zhou Xi could hear the bursts of discussion clearly.

As Grotto-Heaven emerges, spiritual power is continuously called upon by him, converging on the rules.

He decided to teach this dreamer who disrespected the art of chess a lesson.

Wu Mianyu suddenly sighed and said to Zhou Xi, "Haven't you noticed yet?"

Discover?

What was found?

Wu Mianyu, who was half lying on the ground, stood up unsteadily, dusted off his clothes, and then looked unnecessary, shook his head and smiled.

He looked at Zhou Xi again: "Originally, I really thought you could play with me for a long time. Unfortunately, until now, you haven't discovered... In fact, you are still in a dream."

Zhou Xi frowned, "You want to trick me?"

"Well...it's okay. It's normal not to believe it."

"If you don't believe me, that means you believe that these onlookers are real, right?"

Zhou Xi's expression changed slightly, then he suddenly turned his head and looked around. The next second, his pupils shrank violently.

Those so-called onlookers turned into spots of light.

Wu Mianyu raised his hand and waved, and all the light spots disappeared.

"I don't know if you are too addicted to this chess game, or if you really think you are out of my dream and starting over..."

"But it doesn't matter anymore. If you can't figure out the whole game of chess with you, there's no need for me to continue playing with you."

Zhou Xi's face turned extremely rosy, "I don't believe that these chess rules really exist. Even if you are a dream master in the fifth realm, you will never be able to imitate my thoughts exactly. What's more, You are only in the middle stage of the second realm!"

"I couldn't accept my failure, so I lied to me while I was still in the dream, trying to expose my flaws."

"When a mind master's will is shaken, that is when he is most vulnerable."

"Disturbing my state of mind. This is your purpose."

Wu Mianyu shook his head and gave him a pitiful look: "You know very well that you can't even deceive yourself with this, right?"

Zhou Xi's voice stopped suddenly.

"Your chess skills are naturally true, and the evolution of rules based on thoughts is also true. Including the chess skills between me and you, these are all true."

"It's just that these are the only ones that are true."

"When you're in a dream, you can decide what to dream about... I can make you wake up or fall asleep, but it's me who makes the decision."

"If you don't believe it... look, the rules of chess that you are good at have not fallen into place yet."

Wu Mianyu chuckled: "Of course, you can try it and see if it can fall on my head."

"It falls on me, the dream-maker."

Wu Mianyu suddenly raised his hand and pointed at his chest.

Zhou Xi didn't know why, but the next second, he covered his chest with one hand, took two steps back, and bent down to relieve the inexplicable pain in his chest.

But then, he let go again.

Because the pain disappeared in an instant.

In other words, in fact, there is no so-called pain at all...if this is a dream.

"Did you feel it? I pinched your heart just now. If it offended me, just...just offend me."

Zhou Xi fell silent.

After a while, he sighed: "I lost."

And just after these words fell, I don't know if it was his imagination - Wu Mianyu seemed to let out a sigh of relief.

A faint feeling of discomfort arose in his heart.

The natural induction from the mind master!

But the condensed chessboard shadow above his head slowly dispersed.

It was as if the fog had been lifted from the surroundings, and all the scenes outside the competition arena emerged, revealing the new generation of disciples with expressions of surprise and disbelief.

Above the sky, Kong Qi smiled and bent over, while Cheng Shuanglin on the opposite side looked extremely ugly.

"Hahaha, Lao Cheng, a little scare and an illusion will make your genius disciple admit defeat?"

These words were not shy at all, and went straight into Zhou Xi's ears.

Fantasy?!

Zhou Xi seemed to have thought of something, and turned his eyes, staring at Wu Mianyu, and said word by word: "I was not dreaming just now."

Wu Mianyu nodded: "Indeed not, it's just an illusion."

Then, he added: "But you have already admitted defeat personally, everything is meaningless."

Zhou Xi was silent for a long time, and finally clasped his fist towards Wu Mianyu: "I've learned a lesson."

Afterwards, he left the competition stage.

Hokusai Academy also ushered in another victory.

Still such a cynical and dramatic victory.

All Nanxi Sword Sect disciples present at this moment felt an invisible slap on their faces.

Wu Mianyu did glance around, his smile casual, but extremely sarcastic.

Isn’t Xuanming Peak of your Nanxi Sword Sect famous for its illusions and the ways of ghosts and gods?

Why, today, I, a dream master, can easily create an illusion across two short sections and defeat the so-called top genius of the second level of Xuanming Peak?

Funny or not?