Bai Yong and Yu Ziqi were addicted to playing chess. Before they knew it, time passed quickly. Gradually, some disciples came early, and the quiet morning became full of vitality...

Many disciples were bored and watched Bai Yong and Yu Ziqi play chess. Gradually, the onlookers became hiding, but they were all gentlemen and did not speak about chess.

However, the aura around him was in chaos after all, and the two players who played chess could no longer remain focused and selfless. So Bai Yong suggested: "Even if this game of chess is tied, it will be time to start the martial arts discussion in a moment. You have to relax your energy."

Yu Ziqi was still unsatisfied, but Bai Yong was right. He was unwilling to force others because of his own desires, so he reluctantly glanced at the chessboard that was in a stalemate and agreed: "Okay."

"Ha, if your senior brother wants to continue playing, then keep the chess piece in place for the time being. Let's wait and come again."

Seeing his intention in his heart, Yu Ziqi touched his face shyly and said, "I'll make my junior brother laugh."

If he is in normal times, he may not care about the victory in this game, but his previous record was three wins and three losses. The current game is now in the game, which can be regarded as the key to the decision of the outcome. Moreover, he will first lose three consecutively in the six games, and then win three consecutively. At this time, he is as imposing as a rainbow, and he will inevitably have the desire to win. Fortunately, he is used to meditating quietly, and then calm down after a while and adjust his mentality.

After a while, the time for the competition on the arena was up.

Maybe they have the same hobby relationship and are familiar with each other, Yu Ziqi joked. "Junior Brother Bai, don't make three moves declarations. I'm much worse than Senior Brother Ji."

Bai Yong shook his head and smiled bitterly. The onlookers thought he was embarrassed, but in fact he silently claimed his guilt in his heart: Although there was no three declarations this time, there was a more conspiring layout. The opera master really gave him a "good job".

At the beginning of the competition, Yu Ziqi took the initiative to start martial arts.

Generally speaking, immortal cultivators understand that before entering the realm of heaven and man, martial arts cannot compete with Taoist techniques head-on. When Taoists fly to the sky, the warrior can only stare at the ground. Unless after entering the realm of heaven and man, the boxing intention is condensed into golden elixirs and turns invisible into tangible, it can fight against Taoist techniques head-on. Therefore, even if Yu Ziqi is good at Taoist techniques, he is unwilling to bully the weak and instead uses the tricks of combining martial arts, such as the Burning Finger and Ningshuang Fist used in the previous tent.

Unfortunately, this martial arts debate is destined to be a fierce battle that is evenly matched. The net laid out invisibly has wrapped the fruits of victory and is waiting for the final picking.

Just as Yu Ziqi was paying attention to his whole body and waiting for Bai Yong to make his first move.

"Eight cannons are level three!"

Bai Yong shouted softly, clenched his left fist and hit it from the diagonally below.

This is not a boxing technique, but a punch that is so dull and vulgar that it is unorganized. It has moderate strength and moderate speed, and there is no cleverness. Any martial artist who can find a martial arts master in the world can produce a boxing technique that is more exquisite than this move.

However, Yu Ziqi's body was shocked, as if he was attracted by this punch. He also punched with one hand and forced Bai Yong to retreat from the side. At the same time, he secretly replied in his heart, "There are two or two to the seventh place" in his heart.

As soon as this move rose in my heart, I heard-

"Five to four!"

Bai Yong shouted softly, stabbed his right fist straight, and took Yu Ziqi's punch in an extremely awkward manner, and at the same time reversed his body and advanced again.

In the dark, Yu Ziqi seemed to see cannon chess attacking him. The ring turned into a huge chess game. He was the most important general, and the chariot, horse and cannon were his essence. Because of the opponent's attack, he stepped back and sealed the chess, and fisted and went in a diagonal way, just like the way of a chess sergeant - the sixth to five.

"Che Jiu is flat with six!" This time Bai Yong changed his leg technique and slashed forward like a copper cart crushing.

With just two moves, Yu Ziqi's forehead had already oozed cold sweat, and he took three steps in a row to avoid the offensive - tied five to six.

...

The onlookers were puzzled and could not understand why the two of them on the stage always used flawed boxing techniques. If they said that they would not be very similar, and it seemed like they had agreed. Neither side would grasp the other party's loopholes, nor did they use any Taoist energy. It was simply a street fight with rogues.

It is said that those in the authorities are confused and those onlookers are clear. At this time, only Yu Ziqi, the authorities, knew Bai Yong's plan.

Although he is simple, he is never dull. It is better to say that he is very confident in his agility and mind. In fact, there are few stupid disciples of Xuanzong. So when Bai Yong made his first move, he understood the layout - this is the layout that makes him concentrate and disperse.

When I agreed to play chess, I started to arrange this game, letting myself lose three times first and then three times, ignite my desire to win, especially the final draw, which is even more critical - I have won three consecutive games, so it is reasonable to win the fourth game in one go, so that the draw can be transformed into my own victory and ended.

Such thoughts cannot be eliminated and hidden in the heart. Once tempted, they can't wait to jump out and bite the bait willingly. Therefore, even though Yu Ziqi learned about the opponent's layout, he still couldn't escape and was obsessed with the end of the game.

"Car ahead!"

How to respond to this move, Yu Ziqi quickly started to think about it. Even if he didn't want to think, he couldn't consciously think about it. A huge chess board came into his mind, especially the combination of chess game trends and boxing battles. One move after another passes very quickly, and there was no free time to think carefully about the next few steps like usual chess.

If the car ahead goes in one... I will respond with five and four!

"Car six and four!"

Almost the moment he thought of a chess move, Bai Yong spoke out his next move and continued to advance!

No, if this continues, the general will be the next step. When Yu Ziqi felt a little impatient, he felt a sense of fear.

Compared to the failure in the chess game, what he cared more was that Bai Yong was not wrong in dictating the chess moves, but he clearly only thought about the moves in his mind and did not say them out, but the other party could accurately judge his chess path, just like having the ability to read the mind.

Of course Bai Yong doesn’t know how to read the mind, but at this moment Yu Ziqi would rather read the mind. If this were not the case, it would be a big blow to self-confidence—

If it is not a mind-reading technique, then it is that your chess strategy has been completely seen through, naked and completely confessed to the other party.

The white and black sides have thought about all the chess paths, and the future trend has been decided long ago. It is like playing chess by playing chess, turning the fight between two people into a game for one person. All you need to do is to grasp the time difference and speak out the chess moves.

If you encounter the same situation in your daily life, you will think about changing the style of chess and adopt unexpected chess. But now standing on the ring, one punch is one move. Time is tight, and there is no time left to think carefully. Even if you make a mistake on purpose to disrupt the chess, you will only be hit by a punch. All you can do is to play chess according to your usual thinking, so you completely fall into the routine.

Has the gap between chess skills reached such a huge difference?
Chapter completed!