I said Dongli in adversity

Chapter 97 99 Hands
Mountains and rivers play chess, and heaven and earth play chess. As Su Huanzhen said, this is destined to be a rare chess game in a thousand years.

Whether it is the past 1000 years or the next 1000 years.

No matter how people on earth sigh and are surprised, the chess game in heaven is still going on.

In the eyes of everyone, Mr. Bai was always sitting cross-legged lazily. With a casual touch of the folding fan in his hand, a mountain stream condensed into a chess piece and landed on the chessboard.

On the other side, the three chess masters, the chess monsters... and the most important vertical and horizontal pieces in this game have all risen into the air.

The five of them worked together to absorb one stream after another and use them as chess pieces to land on the chessboard.

This process is very difficult. Even if the three chess masters have extraordinary cultivation, and even if the vertical and horizontal pieces surpass gods and ghosts, maintaining the chessboard or the chess pieces is still a huge burden for the five people.

For this reason, Zonghengzi chose the fast attack method.

Even though he knows that facing an opponent like Bai Yuheng, only by playing steadily can he have a chance of victory.

However, the continuous consumption of true energy and the increasing pressure made the evil chess player have no other chess path to choose at this moment.

However, what was unexpected was that Bai Yuheng also chose a fast attack method, which was even more oppressive and sharp than Zong Hengzi.

"Unexpectedly, Bai Yuheng is actually a gentleman."

In the west wind of Shulou, Longsu of Shulou shook his flower fan, and in front of him was a black and white chess game.

Born in a Confucian family, chess is a basic subject. As the top of the six arts in the world of learning, Long Su's chess skills are not inferior to those of the best players in the world, so he can naturally see the mystery.

"Master, why is Mr. Bai doing this?" Mu Xianfeng asked in confusion.

"There are clouds in the art of war: it is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, as immovable as a mountain, as unpredictable as the dark, and as moving as thunder."

"He wants to be upright and engulf the rivers, lakes and seas like a prairie fire."

Shulou Longsu could see it clearly, and Qi Xie could also see it clearly.

With the help of four people, the burden on the chess game was reduced a lot, but on the chess journey, Zong Hengzi, who had played countless chess games, felt the pressure for the first time.

The chess strategy used by Bai Yuheng was very different from all the chess strategies he had played against before, and was even far from the chess strategy of Misery.

If I had to find one word to describe it, it would be correct.

It is not a fixed chess path, nor is it a certain type of skillful formula, it is simply correct chess without any omissions.

as if……

"A machine?"

In Zong Hengzi's mind, the idea that came to him felt a little funny.

Rather than put it this way, it would be better to say that he is an opponent whose chess moves are fickle.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty moves had passed between the two sides, and Zonghengzi could clearly feel the pressure from the chessboard.

Hundreds of chess pieces fell on the chessboard, and there were nearly hundreds of mountains and rivers. Tian Shisanjue and the other four people who maintained half of the chessboard gritted their teeth, and big beads of sweat couldn't help but flow down. It flows down the forehead.

"My dear friend, you are all well."

Zonghengzi looked at Tian Shisanjue with concern.

"It's... OK." As he spoke, Tian Shisan felt that his Yuan Gong was moving again, supporting the chessboard pieces.

At this moment, a burst of piano sound came, like the fairy music from the sky, like the breeze blowing in the environment, temporarily relieving the pressure of everyone.

"Thank you very much, friend." Zong Hengzi said, looking up to the sky.

"With such a strange situation, it would be a pity if the middle path collapsed."

In the distance, a voice responded to Qi Xiedao.

On the roof of Ping'an Inn, Bai Yuheng looked in the direction of Xiwulin with a smile.

"Super gods and ghosts, there are pairs in the world, and this time they are all here."

"When it's all here, come here. It's just a good time to brush it all at once."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and another chess piece fell down.

"This is it!" Zong Hengzi raised his eyebrows when he saw this hand, "Da Fei?"

"Huh?" He raised his hand and another chess piece fell down.

Then Bai Yuheng responded immediately as if he didn't have to think about it.

"Since you want to fight against each other, Zong Hengzi, please accompany me!"

One hand followed the other, and the mountains and rivers intertwined, just like two immortal swordsmen, each holding a famous sword, fighting fiercely in this side of the world.

So far, the two have exchanged more than fifty moves.

Every move is an impeccable ultimate move, but every move is resolved by the opponent.

Unconsciously, cold sweat broke out on Zong Hengzi's palms. The "sword" in his hand seemed to be as fast as lightning. One sword was faster than the other, but he clearly felt that his offensive had stalled. .

The opponent's sword was always as sharp as ever, as ethereal and agile as ever.

At the same time, under the chessboard, the pressure on Tian Shisanjue and others was doubling.

"what!"

In Xinwu Qipan, a child-like person spurted out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and flew down. Seeing this, the rest of the Xinwu Qi Club quickly stood up and supported him.

"Go back to Qi Zun, you are fine."

"I... poof!"

One of the three chess masters, he has a good start. Although he is at the bottom of the three chess masters in terms of cultivation and chess power, he is still far better than the others in the chess club. However, now that the chess game has not reached the middle game, it is already difficult to sustain.

At the same time, in the chess game, the remaining four people, Tian Shisanjue, Qi Monster, Can Qi Wujie and Qi Xie, suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

At the same time, black longitude and latitude lines spread, eroding inch by inch the chess world that Qi Xie and others had previously built.

"Ha, it seems that this time, there are really people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky."

Zonghengzi chuckled, and the blood from the corner of his mouth quietly flowed down.

"At night, the wind and rain are flying wildly, the eyes are bloody red from killing, the long sword is gradually returning to the wooden sheath, and beheading thousands of heads with a wave of hand."

"Today, let Zong Hengzi see how high the sky is!"

With the strength restored, the chess pieces condensed again. When one piece fell, the chessboard shook, trying to backfire on the chess world that Bai Yuheng had built.

"As expected of a chess strategist, he always has the courage to fight."

On the chess game, one person is holding a Zhanran machine, and the other is just holding a paper fan.

"Defeat, of course."

"Death, of course."

"Today, Zonghengzi, I will teach chess to the highest level!"

With a tap of his toes, his body rose into the air. In an instant, Zonghengzi transformed into countless ethereal figures, spreading across the entire chessboard.

A ray of light as bright as day, like a startling ray of lightning, like a rainbow across the sky.

It’s a sword and it’s also a chess piece!

"No. 80 is in nine hands."

"Tian Shisan feels that it's time for them to reach their deadline."

"It's time to decide the winner."

Bai Yuheng murmured that this game of chess should end here. If he continues, he will be criticized by Shui Wen.

"In the last few moves, let Bai give you another failure."

In just a moment, the light penetrated through, but at the same time, a folding fan was already placed in front of Zong Hengzi's throat.

Exactly, No.90 Nine Hands.

"Historical Records of Ping An, Ping An Sword Immortal Bai Yuheng and Qi Xie Zonghengzi, the two sides demarcated the boundary between Ping'an Inn and Zongheng Peak. The swordsman alone challenged the three chess masters, the chief chess monster and Zonghengzi of the Xinwu Chess Association. One of them took a picture of the mountain peak. Son, one side takes the river as an eye, and fights with 99 hands. The Ping An Sword Immortal wins, and I personally watch it. I am very lucky!"

　Originally, there was still one chapter left for part of the concept of chess. For this reason, I also watched the game between AlphaGo and Ke Jie and planned to review it in the book. However, some Taoist friends felt that the progress was too slow, so they made temporary adjustments to speed up the progress.
　　
　
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