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The chess game has been reversed by Chen Feng's amazing moves, and Master Cen has entered a big disadvantage.

The more he played, the more frightened he became. He felt that the person playing chess with him was not a human being, but a god who already knew everything and controlled everything.

The speed of his moves was getting slower and slower, and he felt that every step contained hidden murderous intent, so he could only continue to deduce and burn his brain like crazy.

clatter!

A drop of sweat slipped down and dripped on the stone table.

Only then did Master Cen realize that he was already sweating profusely.

You know, he is a monk in the Body Integration stage. He didn't even know that he was still sweating.

Zhou Zewen was also deeply involved in the chess game at this time, feeling that the entire chessboard was like the mediation of stars in the sky.

Once the brain starts to deduce and calculate, it cannot stop at all, and it feels like the whole person's soul is being sucked in.

Chen Feng picked up a sunspot and stopped it on the chessboard in front of their eyes, as if foreshadowing something.

The black spots fell from his hand.

Snap!

When Master Cen picked up Bai Zi again and thought about it, he realized that Bai Zi had been killed.

No less, only half an eye lost.

If you fall further, you will lose more for every additional one.

The entire chess game is like a terrifying black hole in the universe. No matter how he deduce it, there is no way out.

His hand holding Bai Zi was trembling a little.

After a long time.

Master Cen took a deep breath, put the white pieces in his hand back into the chess cup, raised his hand and gently pressed his swollen temples.

"I lost…"

"..."

Zhou Zewen couldn't understand Ma at all.

This can be said to be the first time since he watched chess that he was so dizzy watching a game that he couldn't even understand the final victory or defeat.

Mr. Danqiu was standing aside at some point, his expression equally shocked.

If half of the chess pieces inside were not exactly where he had just placed them, he would have thought this was some unsolvable chess game.

"You, how on earth did you do that?!"

"The chess god is nothing more than this in this world, right?"

"Mr. Danqiu is overly complimentary."

Chen Feng said modestly.

[In this round, the wisdom of the people on earth wins! ]

[Isn’t this a welfare? ]

[Yes, let’s go for some spiritual tea! ]

[If it doesn’t work, just adjust some more spiritual springs. ]

Chen Feng raised his hand and gestured ok to the live broadcast room, then looked at Master Cen who was still addicted to the chess game and said: "Master Cen, should we go through the admission process first?"

The check-in information never appeared, so Chen Feng thought that he should check in somewhere important.

Just like when you are in Sanyuanmen, you must go to the main peak hall of Sanyuanmen.

Master Cen came to his senses and sealed the chessboard away with some embarrassment.

This chess game is really addictive.

"Let's go to the Confucian Temple to teach Chinese seals."

The Confucian Temple is the sacrificial place of the college, and no sages are enshrined there.

Instead, there is a ruler, a blessing of literature and art obtained by the founder of Wenchang Academy.

The award seal is to carve a seal for Chen Feng that belongs to Wenchang Academy.

The seal is standard and made from the finest artifact refining material, lapis lazuli.

The style is very elegant. Half of the bottom is engraved with the word Wenchang, and the other half is engraved with the name Chen Feng by Mr. Cen himself.

When the work is stamped, the words Wenchang Chen Feng will be left behind.

On one side of the seal is the motto of Wenchang Academy: Understand people with wisdom, educate people with love, and transform people with an innocent heart.

Combined with the sacred object of Wenchang Academy, it is a large black, thick and long ruler.

Chen Feng had some doubts that educating people with love and transforming people with an innocent heart was mixed with some force.

After all, along the way, he found that the leading gentlemen of the college seemed to be quite tall and burly, and he wondered if there were any ghosts under their clothes.

[It was detected that the anchor had arrived at Wenchang Academy, stayed in the Confucian Temple for ten minutes, and clocked in successfully. 〕

[There are sixteen types of rewards related to the check-in location, please randomly select a card. 〕

Chen Feng looked at the people in the Confucian Temple. At this time, everyone was looking at Master Cen's seal and did not pay attention to him, so he directly raised his hand and ordered a card in the live broadcast room.

The other fifteen cards disappeared, and the selected card in the middle was turned over in the colorful light.

[The Whispering Word (Ghost Back Saint Version): Passive, when reciting the Whispering Word, you can refine Literary Aura Body Tempering and Nurturing Spirit.

Take the initiative, activate the ghost-backed Saint form, and transform into a Transcendent Level devil muscular man who conquers people with virtue. The more Literary Aura he absorbs, the stronger his status will be.

Ghost Back Saint: If you want others to listen to your great principles, you must first beat them into submission. 〕

"????"

Chen Feng's expression suddenly became wonderful.

At this time, it was noon.

In the live broadcast room, countless viewers who were eating saw the content in the card and immediately complained.

[I knew the system wouldn't let me down. ]

[I really laughed to death this time, hahahaha. ]

[Damn it, I sprayed my partner in the face, and my wallet has to pay the price again. ]

[Monkey noises break out in laughter in the office. ]

[What should you do if noodles get stuck in your nose? Waiting online, it’s very urgent! ]

[Didn’t I say before that Tianci Literary Aura is useless? Wouldn't this be useful? ]

[Turn on the muscle mode later, Kangkang~]

Chen Feng raised his hand to his forehead. He shouldn't expect this broken system to give him any handsome and normal skills.

What the hell, Transcendent Level Devil Muscle Man…

I am the elegant and handsome Le Xiu! The style of painting is not right, okay!

Just when Chen Feng was complaining madly in his heart, Master Cen had already carved the text.

After he handed the seal to Chen Feng, he asked: "Chen Feng, do you have a signature?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Well, yes, it's called Tianxing."

This was the name he gave himself when his soul was blessed.

I also like it very much, so I don’t want anyone to get another one for him.

Master Cen looked a little disappointed. After all, it would be an honor for him to give Chen Feng his first name as an elder.

He smiled quickly though.

"Feng, Skywalker also...well, we have many similarities with you."

Then he said: "Tianxing, since you have already worshiped as a master in White Bird Sect, we will not arrange a teacher for you. You can freely practice all the secrets of Wen Dao in the Wen Pavilion."

"If you don't understand something, you can ask any gentleman, bachelor or literary figure in the academy, including Dan Qiu or me."

"As for the classes, you are free to participate as long as you do not disturb the discipline of the school."

"Thank you, Master Cen, for your kindness."

"As long as you don't waste your talent and practice literature well, these are nothing."

"Generally, students who are newly taught Wen Yin will write a new article to commemorate Wen Dao and collect Literary Aura to support Wen Seal. Does Tianxing have a manuscript now?"

"Well...just write whatever you want."

"..."

It's okay to just write something casually.

If it had been anyone else, Master Cen would have taken out his casserole-sized seal and opened it for the other party.

Mr. Danqiu was also speechless. He always felt that Chen Feng had a vaguely strange aura rising from him.

Just like when he was playing chess just now.

If Lin Shengdao were here, he would definitely tell them a new word he learned from Chen Feng, which is - pretending.

Zhou Zewen had already figured it out.

It started, he started again!

As someone who has been slapped in the face several times by Chen Feng and watched Chen Feng slap her in the face repeatedly in Joyous Union Sect.

He didn't know what this feeling was about.

Fortunately, there are people who can keep their composure in the room, otherwise if they raise questions, they will be slapped in the face.

This is already like a law of cause and effect.