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Chapter 265 Solicitation and Bet

"It's been over an hour, isn't it over yet?"

Xu Qing was surprised on the tree.

If the opponent is a master of chess, that's all. If you meet an opponent in chess, it will inevitably take a long time for the two sides to kill each other, but you are young in front of you, and it doesn't look like you are qualified to play against Master Wan.

"It's the last game! This old man will show you, Greedy Wolf Formation!"

The three killing formations of the Jijing Holy Gate.

Greedy wolf.

Tianzhu.

seven stars.

"Come, come!"

"it is good."

Jiang Fan nodded slightly respectfully.

He can't lose this game of chess, if he loses, he will lose the qualification to move forward, he finally gave Qi Xia's guidance office a way, if he leaves here, Jiang Fan doesn't know where to go.

"To win!"

Have the idea of ​​​​absolutely not to lose.

Jiang Fan has been cautious in the game, but no matter how hard he tries, he still can't crack the most powerful killing method developed by the predecessors of the Jijing Holy Gate for thousands of years.

That is.

After 10 minutes of the game, as long as Wan Long overwhelmed the chess pieces in his hand, Jiang Fan would be defeated.

"I surrender!"

Unwilling to say this sentence.

Losing qualifications, leaving this place, and wandering in the world at a loss is the reality that Jiang Fan has to accept.

However, Jiang Fan's idea was wrong.

Jijing Shengmen’s standard for recruiting disciples is ‘Huigen’, and this time the chess game assessment, the opponent is Jijing Shengmen Chess Master Wan Longfang. If he is serious, he also interprets the greedy wolf array clearance chessboard, which has the meaning of guidance. Greedy The wolf array is the famous killing array of the Jijing Holy Gate, so it can't be easily shown to others.

"Looking at him, you know you've lost."

Xu Qing said.

"Being able to play with Master Wan for more than an hour! I really want to go over and see what the chess game is."

Thinking of this, Xu Qing changed her position a little and went over to have a look. There is no need to go to the front of the chess game, a place where she can see the chess game clearly is enough.

She just wanted to look over.

"Qing'er, come here."

Wan Longfang called her over.

In the past, the chessboard has been messed up, but it can still be seen from the number of pieces that the red side has suffered a crushing defeat.

"Lead him into the Ten Thousand Immortals Gate."

"Wan, Wan Xianmen?!"

Xu Qing's eyes widened.

The Jijing Holy Sect is divided into outer and inner disciples. The outer disciples are like her who have to be responsible for certain trivial matters on weekdays. They have time to practice when they are free. The inner disciples are the core of the Jijing Holy Sect. In the future, the main task of inner disciples is to cultivate!
This is a question of status and treatment!

"This, this! Uncle Wan, you..."

She looked at the pot, it smelled like tea, Senior Brother Wan was not drunk.

Look at Jiang Fan again.

The two of them don't look like they are related by blood, so why...they don't even need to take the assessment, just step into the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect? !

"I picked it up, I picked it up this time!"

I was a little excited in my heart, but I didn't show it. Wan Longfang didn't even bother to explain to Xu Qing.

just in case.

The other sects know what to do if they rob him of disciples!
"Why don't you hurry up and bring your senior brother there?"

"Yes, Master Wan."

The outer disciples, no matter how senior they are, are all senior disciples among the inner disciples.

"Master, senior brother, come here."

He never asked Jiang Fan if he was willing or not.

Since you are here to participate in the entry selection test of the Jijing Holy Gate, I will now give you the right to pass directly. If you refuse, Wan Longfang will suspect that Jiang Fan is not pure. ?

The old man left after giving his orders.

Seeing no one on the road, he jumped up for joy.

During the game, Jiang Fan was completely regarded as an opponent, and he naturally tried his best to play chess, but even so, Jiang Fan was able to persist for 10 minutes under the greedy wolf formation!
Looking back, Jiang Fan had already conceded defeat.

But then Wan Long remembered that he was assessing his disciples!

"Now it's my turn to rise from the Wansheng Gate!"

The holy gate of Jijing is divided into five holy gates.

The Holy Gates compete with each other and improve each other. Resources are allocated according to the annual Holy Gate Competition, and the Wansheng Gate has always been at the end of the pack. Otherwise, it is impossible for him to appear in this assessment. Before the Holy Gate solicits, take away the good signs.

"Feng Shui turns around, luckily I came here on a whim to take a look!"

At this time, a black streamer appeared.

A black-robed Taoist priest stepping on a black sword appeared in front of his eyes. Behind this bone-like Taoist priest stood a stern young man.

"I wonder who it is. It turns out to be old man Wan. What's the matter? Didn't find a good seedling? No wonder, everyone knows that you are the poorest in Wanshengmen. Even if you have a good seedling, you might be rejected!"

"You don't need to worry about this, yo, you are born with sword energy, old man Feng, you also got shit luck today."

Wanshengmen chartered the end of the competition every year, and Jijing Shengmen allocated resources according to performance. Naturally, compared with other holy gates, Wanshengmen had poorer resources and was the poorest.

"Old Man Wan, you don't have a fever in your head, do you?"

Feng Xiankai was surprised.

He would stand in the way, just wanting to attack Wan Longfang with the natural sword body he just recruited.

The holy sects competed with each other, and as masters, they also competed in secret. Usually, they used to mock Wan Long Fang's disciples for not being able to do it. Unexpectedly, the old man didn't take it seriously today.

Born with a sword body, which belongs to the rare kendo physique in a hundred years. If he dies prematurely, he will be the pillar of Jijing Shengmen in the future. If the head master knows and becomes happy, he may be rewarded with some resources from Fengshengmen to make Wanlaotu jealous. But now...he is not jealous? !

"ill!"

Wan Longfang is now in good spirits on happy occasions, what happened to his natural sword body?
In the Holy Gate of Jijing, Huigen is the most important thing!

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, the old man has to prepare the tonic for me."

Jiang Fan was physically weak.

Wanshengmen is 'poor', that's just compared to the other four holymen, even if Wanshengmen is really poor, as long as he is rich!

"Old Man Wan, you won't give up, right? Don't give up, maybe... Is there hope for your Wansheng Sect's next competition?"

Feng Xiankai thought the old man was giving up.

Giving up not competing for resources, you can't be so boring in Dabi.

"Believe and there is hope. Maybe, the next time all the disciples of the holy disciples have diarrhea, only you disciples of the holy disciples can stand. Wouldn't they win?"

irony!

Feng Xiankai just likes to hate Wan Longfang, seeing how irritable and helpless he is.

"The old man has no time to talk nonsense with you."

Wan Longfang left, and when he remembered something, he turned around and said, "By the way, what's the bet for the next competition?"

There is a big game in each Holy Gate.

The disciples have their disciples' game, they have their game.

"Yuanshengmen pays three, Fengshengmen... one pays one, as for Wanshengmen..."

Feng Xian said cheerfully.

"One hundred for one!"

"One hundred for one?"

"[-] to [-]"

Feng Xiankai thought that the old man would be irritable, and he was in a hurry to find a way to gamble, but judging from his expression, he seemed to be 'happy'.

"Give me a hundred high-level sword yuan pills."

Wan Longfang said confidently to Feng Xiankai: "Beat the champion of Wanshengmen!"

(End of this chapter)