Martial arts: the beginning of the full-level King Kong is not bad

Since the fiancée has not broken the situation, then the fiancé himself has to find the place himself.

Chen Fan took the sunspot and immediately landed on the fifth and sixth positions.

When this shot fell, the onlookers were blown away.

"Isn't this here to make trouble? Can this play chess?"

The crowd around the audience were discussing and confused.

Because Chen Fan went down this way, he cut off his own way and cut off his own dragon.

Chapter 148 The Hand of God

Even Qing Yunzhu next to him frowned, not knowing what Chen Fan was going to do.

The scholar took a closer look, and then said with a wry smile: "Xiao Langjun, are you here to make trouble on purpose?"

Chen Fan didn't care about these remarks, but just smiled, "I'm called dying and reborn, so don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"As for the effect, you will know soon."

"Okay, it's time for you to play chess, don't just stand there in a daze."

The scholar was taken aback for a moment, so he had no choice but to pick up the chess pieces and continue.

He didn't care what Chen Fan thought, and proceeded steadily according to his own rhythm.

The two of you come and go, as if you have played chess dozens of times, and you have already played more than a dozen hands without thinking.

When there were more than 20 hands, the surrounding crowd shook their heads and sighed.

"Don't look, don't look, this is already lost."

"Let me just say, isn't playing chess like this a mess? How can you win?"

"This is asking for death. This kid is just playing around, right?"

Standing behind Chen Fan was a crowd of onlookers. An old man who seemed to know chess well was also stroking his beard and sighing.

Because the black chess on the chessboard is already in decline, even if someone who doesn't know Go comes, they can tell at a glance that the situation is not good.

"Xiao Langjun, don't you want to admit defeat? You have no chance."

The scholar smiled, looking at Chen Fan with confidence in his eyes.

Chen Fan didn't change his face, and said lightly: "It's still too early to talk about this now. In my opinion, let's finish this game honestly and then talk about it."

Just as Chen Fan finished speaking, a pawn landed on Tian Yuan.

As soon as the shot fell, the twittering nearby stopped immediately, and the minds of the onlookers seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt.

Because Chen Fan's move changed all the previous situation, revitalizing the whole situation at once, which can be called a hand of God.

The black chess, which was still in decline before, suddenly became the dominant side at this time, and all the mistakes that they thought were mistakes before were all cleverly linked together.

The scholar stared dumbfounded at the situation in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

Cold sweat suddenly flowed out from his forehead, and in an instant it condensed into a ball and rolled down.

"This, how is this possible, this..."

The scholar's face was full of disbelief, but the current situation couldn't help him not believing it.

He pondered there for a long time, the sweat on his forehead kept rolling, and finally he hesitated, without the slightest momentum before.

But the black chess's offensive didn't go away, it became more and more fierce, and the white chess was already a waste of yesterday, and it was already defeated in an instant.

Chen Fan played chess more and more fiercely, he didn't need to think anymore, but the scholar became slower and slower, sweating profusely showed his embarrassment.

Accompanied by a helpless sigh, the scholar chose to surrender and no longer struggle.

"Xiao Langjun is really a master of chess, I am ashamed of myself."

After speaking, the scholar stood up, his eyes full of awe.

Who knew that a master of this level would be able to meet them by setting up a stall.

The surrounding onlookers were also amazed, this kind of scene is really exciting.

When they saw Chen Fan's first move, they thought it was a novice's random move, but who knew that it was really a master's death and rebirth.

It can only be said that the gap in realm is too great, and they still can't understand it at this level.

"Husband, you are really good, did you let me play chess with me earlier?"

Qing Yunzhu looked at Chen Fan, his eyes sparkled, full of admiration.

Chen Fan touched her head, smiled slightly, but did not answer the question.

The scholar bit his lip, but finally hesitated for a while, and said: "Young Master is a master of chess, it's rare to see him in his life, why don't we two have another game?"

Chen Fan took a deep look at him, finally shook his head, and said lightly: "Let's forget about today, let's talk about it later if there is a chance, I still have something to do right now."

"what a shame."

With a look of regret on his face, the scholar finally moved away, pointed to the prize behind him and said, "Little Lang, come and choose your own prize, you can take whatever you like."

"Xiao Langjun can solve this mess today, it really helped me a lot."

Chen Fan didn't speak, but looked at Qing Yunzhu, "Which one do you want?"

Qing Yunzhu pointed to the chess record behind the scholar and said, "I want this."

The scholar didn't hesitate when he heard the words, but took the chess record very readily and handed it over.

After getting the chess record, Chen Fan didn't linger, turned around and took Qing Yunzhu's hand and left.

The onlookers saw that the endgame was over, and the two of them didn't plan to have another round, and they all savored it, and left if they got something.

The scholar looked at Chen Fan's leaving figure, lost in thought, and finally sighed deeply, showing a faint smile.

"How about this person, do you see anything coming?"

Behind the scholar, suddenly appeared a very dignified old man dressed in white, with white beard and hair.

The old man looks energetic and has a sense of immortality, as if he is a real immortal descended from the sky.

The most striking thing about him is his eyes.

It looks extremely deep, as if there are avenues blooming in it, and stars wandering around, as if they have swept all the mountains, rivers and heavens and earth in the world, full of the vicissitudes of the world.

"The disciple pays a visit to the master."

Hearing the voice behind him, the scholar immediately turned around and saluted with an extremely respectful attitude.

He thought about the old man's previous question, and replied with some hesitation: "This person's fate is really rare, as vast and unpredictable as the stars in the sky, and elusive."

"The apprentice is not good at learning. When playing chess with him, even if it is repeated calculations and reasoning, he still can't understand his numerology at all."

"All his fate seems to be covered up for him by some secret, all of which are obscure and difficult for others to peep at."

The old man touched his beard, looked at him very satisfied, and then returned with a smile: "Hahaha, not bad, not bad, you can see that this is already very good, apprentice, you can already become a teacher .”

The scholar was a little stunned. He didn't expect the old man to answer him like this, so he continued to ask: "Master, I don't understand what you mean."

The old man smiled faintly, "This person's fate is rare in the world, and it has been rare in the past and present. The purple energy coming from the east is really extremely noble."

"This is a hidden dragon. You just need to wait for an opportunity. I'm afraid it will take off immediately and go straight to the blue sky."

"Even if you are a teacher, you can only get a glimpse of it."

Chapter 149 Tianji Pavilion

"What? How is this possible?"

The middle-aged man frowned and exclaimed.

The old man in front of him, that is, his master, is not an ordinary existence.

This is the old man of Tianji who claims to be the best in the world.

As long as he thinks about the things in this world, there is nothing he cannot figure out.

With just one glance at the fate of a mortal, he can see through the secrets of heaven.

Even the most noble emperors of various countries can spy on them with a little effort.

However, now that Chen Fan actually made his master say that he could only spy on one or two things, this naturally shocked him immensely.

Could it be that his fate is much more noble than the emperors of various countries?

The old man stroked his beard, sighed and said, "Disciple, you think too highly of me as a teacher. After all, I'm not a god, so I can't see through everything in this world."

"Things in the world are unpredictable, how can we mortals understand all the principles of the world?"

The middle-aged man suddenly woke up, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Yes, thank you for your guidance, Master."

After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked: "Master, since this Chen Fan's fate is so miraculous, should we change our list?"

"If Tuer is right, that Chen Fan's strength must be more than what it appears on the surface."

The old man laughed: "There is no need to change it, just publish it according to the list recorded now."

Then the old man put his hands behind his back, turned to look at the sky, calculated in his heart and said: "Three days later, the Tianji Pavilion will reappear in the world, and the Tianji list will also be passed down to the world." '

The middle-aged man respectfully accepted the order, "Yes, master, the disciple understands."

When he raised his head, he found that the figure of the old man had long since disappeared.

No one knew how he left, and no sound was heard at all.

This kind of light work is no longer within the reach of ordinary people.

The middle-aged man no longer stayed where he was, and rose up into the sky like a soaring bird.

The change of body shape again and again is the distance of seven or eight feet.

And as his action time got longer and longer, the speed was actually still increasing.

Finally, he came to a high tower in Qingzhou City.

With his hands behind his back, he looked coldly at the city below, as if he was above all the people in the world.

He stretched out his right hand, real essence emerged in his hand, and he grabbed Qingzhou City condescendingly, as if he wanted to cover the whole city in his hand.