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How could Guiguzi have thought that the young man in front of him had such terrifying chess skills.

Move ninety-eight, White made a wonderful move!

The young master in front of him used the corner to make a disaster. Even if Guiguzi won the robbery, he would have to make three moves in a row to capture all the white pieces.

Guiguzi's eyesight turned black.

One of the most powerful men in the world, sweat appeared on his forehead at this time.

Jiang Taiyi's ninety-eighth move, is this more than a masterful move?

What a ghost!

It's a fairy hand!

Bah!

Guiguzi couldn't put down the next piece for a long time, and his sweat even fell on the table, making a ticking sound.

But it was like a thunder explosion, shocking the people around him.

The six-fingered black man looked at the sweat on Guiguzi's forehead in disbelief: "Senior Guigu is sweating even though he is less than a hundred hands long. This young man..."

Shopkeeper Gai was even more stunned.

He didn't expect that his boss's chess skills were so strong.

But Bai Yu changed from the pity at the beginning to a more exciting excitement. He saw something.

The contemporary Guiguzi, a leader of Zongheng who traveled through the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods for seven hundred years, was killed by the owner of a wine shop and was sweating profusely when he was less than 100 hands old.

This was no less powerful than the impact that breaking Long Yuan's wooden sword had on him.

Then he looked at the young boss who had his back turned to him.

Shocking swordsmanship, defeating the sword master with one sword.

Now there is another shocking chess skill, killing Guigu with a hundred hands!

However.

They actually don't know.

Jiang Taiyi actually doesn't know how to play chess at all and has no chess skills at all.

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It was all instinctive deductions and calculations made by his soul, and he was the least skilled at it, so he could not stop making moves, but he was still able to work together, make a dragon, and suppress Tianyuan...

Only his near-immortal Yuanshen could have such terrifying computing power.

Guiguzi also had the feeling that he was not playing chess with a mortal, but with an immortal. It could almost be said that he was playing chess with the sky.

Jiang Taiyi in front of him is God.

Dao is ruthless and controls everything.

In the wine shop, it was getting late.

Guiguzi was distraught when he was killed by Jiang Taiyi's "magic hand". When he looked at the young man in front of him, he was shocked and couldn't understand how a person of such an age could have such terrifying killing power.

The reason why he proposed to compete with Jiang Taiyi in the form of Wen Ping Discussion was simply because he wanted to use areas other than swordsmanship to subdue this junior student who was suspected of being the "successor of his junior brother" in the examination school.

In no mood.

He actually encountered an even more terrifying iron plate on the nineteen vertical and horizontal paths.

"Such inhuman abilities. Perhaps that's why my junior brother doesn't hesitate to break the rules and..."

Guiguzi thought in his mind.

However, facing Jiang Taiyi's magical hand, he had no room for maneuver on the chessboard and had to lift all the white chess pieces one by one.

Jiang Taiyi took advantage of this calamity and ate away the lower right corner of the black dragon, and sealed a black dragon.

Guiguzi looked at the big black dragon that he was surrounded by, and tried his best to trap the dragon into the sky and escape from the prison.

However, when I looked up, I saw white flowers all around, like heavy snow covering the sky.

Guiguzi pinched a sunspot in his hand and stood as stunned as a clay sculpture.

A son is worth a thousand pieces!

He actually couldn't fall into this position no matter what, he just felt that it was wrong to fall anywhere.

This is a long test.

Just thinking about it until night.

All the guests in the wine shop have left.

The only ones left in the store were shopkeeper Gai who was still busy with his staff, clearing away the tables and chairs, and the Six-fingered Black Man and Bai Yu who had not yet left.

Jiang Taiyi looked at Guiguzi who was immersed in thinking about this game of chess. He guessed that the opponent might not be able to make this move in a while, so he yawned and said:

"Let's stop here today, sleep, and continue tomorrow."

Gui Guzi turned a deaf ear and just buried his head in thinking.

The Six-Fingered Black Man drank the three kilograms of Moutai wine all by himself. It was late at night and he was also drunk, but he was a grand master after all, and whether he was drunk or awake only depended on his thoughts.

He came to Guiguzi with an empty wine jar in his arms, patted the old man on the shoulder and said:

"Senior Guigu, I think you won't be able to finish this game of chess in just a short while. You have to stay in Handan City for a while. Yuan has many things to do. Let's say goodbye tonight. We will see you again in the future. Bar."

Guiguzi waved his hand and said nothing, but his attitude was obviously, you can go your own way.

He still takes care of himself and takes the exam.

If you want to break the situation, you must also come up with a good move. This move must not be easily missed.

After the Six-fingered Black Man said hello to Gui Guzi, he turned to look at Jiang Taiyi, his eyes seemed drunk but not drunk, with a hint of trance, but he seemed completely clear, and sighed:

"Brother Jiang, before I leave, Yuan has to say that I am too short-sighted to see clearly this high mountain, so I say goodbye."

Jiang Taiyi stretched out his hand to invite.

The six-fingered black man took one last look at Gui Guzi, who was immersed in the chess game, shook his head and smiled, not sure whether he was sighing for himself or pitying Gui Guzi.

Just like that, he left the wine shop.

But in my heart I sighed:

"The world is so big that there are people like this."

Thinking that he, Yuan Zong, was a powerful figure in the Mohist family, he was ranked among the top ten in the world, but he had to admit that in front of this young boss, he had no sense of self-confidence at all.

Even though he has never fought against Jiang Taiyi.

But such an idea came up inexplicably.

He was completely seen through in front of this young man, but he knew nothing about Jiang Taiyi. It was like what Confucius said about Lao Tzu, "He is like a dragon." He was full of unknowns and power.

The wooden sword cuts through the dragon's abyss.

Zongheng defeated Guigu.

Is there really such a person in the world?

So young and so powerful.

Is he still a mortal?

The Six-Fingered Black Man left with the admiration of a bystander.

Bai Yu was the only one left in the store.

Only then did Jiang Taiyi remember what happened during the day. He glanced at Gui Guzi, who was still thinking, poured a glass of water, rinsed his mouth gently, and said, "Come on, why are you staring at my wine shop these days?"

Bai Yu came back to his senses from witnessing the game between the two most powerful players. When he was finally asked about his purpose, he couldn't help but lower his head and responded slowly:

"There is no ill intention, it's just that Juluhou and the young master have had trouble sleeping and eating since they left the long street, and they are worried..."

"I probably know."

Jiang Taiyi said slowly:

"Please help me bring a message to them."

…

Handan City.

Several months have passed since the Battle of Changping.

Many families in Handan City still haven't gotten over the sadness.

However, in a mansion with rich embroidered doors and splendid walls in the city, Yingge Yanwu has been born.

There was a woman who was twirling her skirt during the banquet, her sleeves dancing in the wind, and her every frown and smile carried a sweet fragrance that made people want to peel it off.

She is Ying Yiren's woman.

The person sitting on the seat is Zhao Mu, the Juluhou of the Zhao Kingdom.

He looked at the dancing sleeves at the table, and there was a perverted possessive desire in his eyes.

At this time, Bai Yu came back.

Zhao Mu immediately became serious, stepped back, and asked, "How is it? Then my boss..."