Beast God of War

Chapter 899 Sikong Jing's Bet
Playing chess this time is like going to the battlefield.

It has been a long, long time since Sikong Jing has encountered this feeling of meeting his opponent.

Every step requires him to do his best. Of course, even though he is a beginner, there are still many places where he is too immature.

In retrospect, he could have done better and won more easily.

"If you lose, you lose, and I'm not someone who can't afford to lose." The little girl stared, then threw the sapphire tube on the table to Sikong Jing and said, "One more game, but this time I want to... Change the board!"

Sikong Jing caught the sapphire tube casually, then froze, want to come again?
But when he heard that the chessboard was going to be changed, his eyes flickered, and he agreed without hesitation: "Okay."

The next moment, the little girl picked up the chessboard on the table and threw it to Lao He, and then casually threw out a square chessboard from her space treasure.

The moment it was thrown out, there were bursts of light...

It landed on the table with a bang, and the chessboard was much bigger than the one just now, more than filling up the entire table.

Sikong Jing could only take a few steps back behind the stool, and then looked at the chessboard seriously... On the chessboard, there seemed to be a faint aura of formation, and various terrains and phantoms could be seen on the chessboard. There is also chess.

"This is... the Spiritual Grade Chessboard!" The fat old man couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Sikong Jing's whole body trembled slightly. He thought that the little girl would take out a war-level chessboard, but he didn't expect that it would be a magic weapon when she made a move.

"Yes, a chessboard with the ultimate spiritual quality."

"But this chessboard is controllable, you can control it at any level you want, that is to say, it can be downgraded to a chessboard of war items... One-armed brother, what level are you going to play with me?"

Having said that, the little girl looked at Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing was still staring at the chessboard, he was fascinated by the pure soldierly aura coming from above, he really wanted to get this chessboard.

But soon, he looked away and replied: "I don't know, I really haven't played."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent again...

The canine teeth of the little girl on the opposite side were exposed again, as if there were bursts of cold light shining in the room.

Grandma Kui, who was behind her, said slowly, "Young man, do you still want to say that you are a beginner? It would be unkind to pretend any longer. My lady has already given her sincerity and bet."

Sikong Jing was stunned when he heard the words, he couldn't believe that he was a beginner?

It's not just a beginner, Sikong Jing doesn't even know what level of military formation master he has reached, so he really doesn't know what level of chessboard to choose to play!
Here, the fat old man also said with a smile: "Young man, stop pretending, you see we can't pretend anymore."

All the elders nodded their heads lightly, they didn't believe that Sikong Jing was a beginner anymore.

How can a beginner be so powerful?
Sikong Jing was full of helplessness, and I am afraid that it would be useless for him to explain it now, so Sikong Jing also said calmly: "Then the little sister can choose whatever grade she wants, and I will follow everything."

He has never participated in the assessment of the Bingzheng Division, so he really doesn't know the situation, but everyone around him doesn't believe it.

It can only be what the other party says, and he will take it.

However, Grandma Kui snorted coldly: "Young man, don't speak too much, if it is the ultimate spiritual quality, would you dare to accept it?"

Sikong Jing looked at the other party very speechlessly, I don't understand why he became too vocal?
But he was lazy to answer, and there was no way to answer.

"How about this, our first round of high-level battle items."

"Then the second round is the elementary level of spiritual products, and the last round is reduced to the ultimate level of war products. How about two wins in three rounds?"

At this time, the little girl didn't need Sikong Jing to answer, but asked directly.

Sikong Jing nodded and replied: "It's according to my little sister."

Following Sikong Jing's promise, the two stood on opposite sides of the chessboard this time, ready to start.

But at this moment, the fat old man said aloud: "Just now there was a lottery, but now this round doesn't seem exciting enough if there is no lottery? Little girl, do you want to bring something out?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the old people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal started booing one after another.

The little girl replied after hearing the words: "Okay, but this time I won't give the lottery for nothing. Is there anything that one-armed brother can bet against me?"

Sikong Jing's heart twitched wildly when he heard this, and he looked at the little girl's chessboard with fiery eyes.

But what can I have to bet with the other party?
At first glance, this chessboard is extremely precious and valuable.

The Blood-devouring Dragon Ball must be enough for gambling, but it can't be taken out. There are still many treasures hidden in the blood-smelting ancestor.

Although the inner alchemy of the Iron Wing Condor existed in the Emperor Wu period, the inner alchemy might not be worth enough.

But I don't have anything else worth it...

In vain, he looked at Gong Yangying, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But Gongyang Ying was stunned, and subconsciously took a few steps back. Could it be that Sikong Jing wanted to gamble with himself?
In the next moment, Sikong Jing suddenly let out a trace of the aura of the Lord of Beasts, and ruthlessly pressed in the direction of Gongyang Ying. Before the latter could react, he opened his hand and sucked it...

The Shadow Moon Mouse, who was sleeping lazily in Gongyang Ying's arms, screamed subconsciously, with fear in his eyes.

It suddenly sensed that a ferocious beast with a more terrifying and pure bloodline than it was staring at it, but before it could react, it had already fallen into Sikong Jing's hands.

But Sikong Jing ignored the Shadow Moon Mouse who was still sleeping a little drowsily.

While pinching, he looked at the little girl and said softly, "I want to bet on your chessboard with the Golden Shadow Moon Mouse."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings became quiet...

The little girl's eyes widened, and Grandma Kui's eyes also narrowed heavily, and the eyes of several old people around were shining brightly.

Time passes in stillness...

Finally, the little girl's eyes on Shadow Moon Mouse became brighter and brighter, then she looked at the chessboard in front of her, and said repeatedly, "Okay!"

Grandma Kui was stunned when she heard the words: "Sheng...Xiaoti, I'm afraid..."

"Needless to say, you should know how valuable the Golden Body Shadow Moon Rat is. I really want this beast pet." Following the little girl's words, Grandma Kui frowned, and finally stopped talking.

The Shadow Moon Rat is a terrifying beast, and its blood is very pure.

The golden body state is the shadow moon mouse's youth, as long as it is cultivated, it will become a mountain-killing beast, and the shadow moon mouse is extremely weird, as long as it can stay by Xiaoti's side, her safety will increase exponentially.

It was precisely because Sikong Jing knew the value of the Shadow Moon Rat that he felt that it was enough to place a bet on.

At this time, Sikong Jing let go of Shadow Moon Mouse casually, and the latter returned to Gong Yangying's clothes with a "squeak".

Then he looked around in fear, where was the terrifying bloodline monster just now?

Suddenly, Shadow Moon Mouse came to his senses and asked Gong Yang, "Well, what did that human kid just say?"

And when it learned that Sikong Jing was using himself as a bet for the lottery, the Shadow Moon Mouse almost fainted from anger. Fortunately, thinking of the monsters with terrifying bloodlines besides the iron bone flying eagle, it could only bear it bitterly. down.

(End of this chapter)