Watching the game of chess between Zhong Shan and Sima Zongheng, more and more people couldn't stand it.
A terrifying pressure pressed directly into the depths of my heart. Is this still playing chess? This is a battlefield, a huge killing field where two armies confront each other.
Both groups of armies were able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth from all directions, and the massive killings could be described as rivers of blood.
This is a duel like a fantasy. The terrifying battle makes more and more chess players afraid to watch chess. They can stop looking at the chess board for a while and then reluctantly turn their eyes back.
Then, they were forced to retreat again by the killing force of the two armies.
It lasted a day and a night. During this day and night, there were not many people competing against each other. A group of people watching chess were already exhausted. What's more, there were even some people who were sitting cross-legged to stabilize their minds. There was also a weak chess player flying away from the square. I found a remote place and vomited.
Sima Qianjun's whole body was covered with sweat. At this moment, Sima Qianjun finally knew how powerful Zhong Shan was. In the past, he not only humiliated himself, but was the gap between his and his chess skills really that big?
Qingqiu, in a courtyard. Mr. Li was sitting in his courtyard, looking at a game of chess in front of him, when a servant came flying towards him.
"master!"
"Well, you're a newbie again?"
"Yes! Zhong Shan and Sima Zongheng lost five sons each."
"Show me the row!"
"yes!"
Although Zhong Shan has become the disciple of Princess Jiuwei, there are still many people watching him. And Sima Zongheng is one of the most important people in Qingqiu, and his every move must be watched by countless eyes and ears.
How could a confrontation between two very sensitive big shots be so peaceful?
The chessboard moves of the duel between the two were also quickly communicated to their respective adults by countless eyes and ears.
Although Zhong Shan had a duel with Sima Zongheng, this game was rehearsed in at least ten places at the same time.
One day, two days, ten days.
The duel between Zhong Shan and Sima Zongheng lasted for ten days and nights.
The news of the peak showdown in Erqi Square has already spread like wildfire, and more and more powerful chess players are flocking to the square where other chess souls are selected.
Everyone looked at this pair of chess pieces with great anticipation.
As more and more people gathered around, the officials were afraid of affecting the game between the two, so they hung up a huge chessboard. As long as a piece was placed on it, the officials would immediately place the piece on the corresponding place on the huge chessboard, so that the surrounding chess players could clearly understand the situation. to see the big picture.
People watched quietly.
"Ah~!"
Suddenly, a scream came from the crowd. This scream was so pitiful that many people were immediately frightened.
Everyone looked around, only to find that the man was sweating profusely and his face was haggard. It turned out that he was screaming in agony because he felt he was being killed in the chessboard illusion.
No one laughed at the screaming man, but everyone lamented the horror of the two playing chess.
Holy King of Da'ao? Sima Zongheng?
Two peerless chess masters, who will be stronger?
Everyone watching can feel the terrifying oppression of this illusory killing scene, let alone the two people playing chess.
Sima Zongheng and Zhong Shan's minds were sinking even more at this moment.
The two of them continued to play with expressionless faces. Sima Qianjun, who was on the side, no longer dared to watch the game, so he could only watch the big chessboard in the square with everyone else. That game was better.
Princess Jiuwei didn't know chess, so she didn't realize anything. She just felt very happy when she saw the expressions of the people in the square.
Zhong Shan looked at the chessboard. On the chessboard, Zhong Shan dominated the world and laid out the layout in all directions. This Sima Zongheng's chess skills were really abnormal. After ten days and ten nights, even Zhong Shan seemed to feel a surge of energy and blood in his body.
Of course, Zhong Shan also knew that Sima Zongheng must be the same way. It can be seen from the fact that Sima Zongheng's moves are getting slower and slower. Sima Zongheng, like Zhong Shan, fell into a big killing field.
Sima Zongheng had thought that Zhongshan was very good at chess, but he didn't expect that he would be so strong! As early as five days ago, Sima Zongheng's energy and blood surged, but he kept suppressing it to prevent himself from showing it.
"Crack!"
Zhongshan fell, and in the illusion, it was as if countless dead armies suddenly came to life, like an endless zombie army rushing towards the enemy, a kind of death and destruction approaching Sima Zongheng's army.
Looking at this move, Sima Zongheng held a white piece in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and watched countless zombie legions rushing towards him in the fantasy world. His army was unable to move at all, as if it was being clawed and bitten by the zombies.
Even these zombies rushed to him, the coach, biting his body. But they were unable to move or take the next step. It seemed that if he took another step, all his subordinates would be overwhelmed by the zombie army.
Sima Zongheng's face turned pale. He sat here all day and night, grabbing the chess piece and unable to drop it.
Sima Qianjun waited for a whole day, but did not wait for Sima Zongheng to make a move, so he turned to look at Sima Zongheng.
Sima Zongheng's expression became extremely frightening, and he stared at the chessboard, his whole body sinking in. His energy was rapidly depleting, and his energy was drying up quickly.
Seeing this scene, Sima Qianjun was shocked.
"Second uncle!" Sima Qianjun shouted worriedly.
"Pfft~~!"
Sima Zongheng was shouted at and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the entire chessboard with blood.
The great immortal Sima Zongheng was actually forced to vomit blood from his mouth by a game of chess, and everyone was stunned.
Everyone looked at the scene of Sima Zongheng vomiting blood. Everyone thought of the difficulty of this game, but no one thought it would be so exaggerated.
Sima Zongheng, he is a great immortal, but he was actually forced to vomit blood by the Holy King of Da'ao?
The chessboard was stained with blood, making it impossible to play the game, which also officially declared Sima Zongheng's defeat.
"Crack!"
Sima Zongheng's chess pieces fell, and his whole body became much more decadent. It was as if he had aged a lot in an instant.
"Second uncle, second uncle, are you okay?" Sima Qianjun rushed up immediately, his face full of horror.
Sima Zongheng was supported by Sima Qianjun, and he looked at Zhong Shan opposite with hatred in his eyes.
"Come here, come here!" Sima Qianjun shouted.
In the blink of an eye, a large number of strong men from the Sima family gathered around.
"Sure enough, I still have no character, I can't play chess, and I want to do this shameless thing again!" Princess Jiuwei sneered.
In fact, Princess Jiuwei was full of surprises. It was so exciting. Sima Zongheng, one of the best chess masters in Qingqiu, was actually beaten by Zhong Shan in a game of chess, and even vomited blood. This Zhong Shan
Is he still a human? No, he is my retainer.
"Who dares to move?" Princess Jiuwei put her hands on her hips and shouted to a group of strong men from the Sima family.
Sima Zongheng waved his hand, shook his head and said: "Qianjun, let's go back!"
"Second uncle, but...!" Sima Qianjun refused.
"Let's go!" Sima Zongheng said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Sima Qianjun was helpless for a while.
Before leaving, he looked at Zhong Shan, especially Sima Qianjun, with hatred in his eyes.
If you win, the "nine-nine" in the folded card becomes "hundred".
After a hundred consecutive victories, Zhong Shan was also in a depressed feeling during the game. However, once he won, a refreshing feeling suddenly filled his limbs. Zhong Shan had not experienced this comfortable feeling for a long time.
Already.
For a moment, Zhong Shan only felt that the shadow of the past was gone, and his whole mood seemed to be improved again.
This is an upgrade in the realm of chess skills. Zhong Shan believes that if he plays chess with Sima Zongheng again in his current state of mind, he will definitely win more thoroughly.
"Bai Lian Sheng, I, Princess Jiuwei, can also go to Yanhaiyun Mountain, Zhong Shan, well done!" Princess Jiuwei happily picked up the folding card. The whole thing was in a state of excitement.
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Zhong Shan turned around to look at the nearly 100,000 chess players in all directions. He was speechless for a while and quickly left Erqi Square with Princess Jiuwei.
Zhong Shan left, but left behind endless discussions.
"Saint King Da'ao is so powerful!"
"That's Sima Zongheng, and he actually forced him to vomit blood?"
"How else could he become a Holy King? Which Holy King is not a pervertedly strong man?"
"Now, the hatred between the Sima family and King Zhong Sheng is getting bigger and bigger."
On Qingqiu Mountain, in the imperial palace.
A chessboard was placed in front of the Taichu Holy King and Mr. Li, and it was the chessboard played by Zhong Shan and Sima Zongheng.
A eunuch placed a chess piece for the two of them.
"Reporting to the Holy King, after Zhongshan lost his last son, Lord Sima thought about it for a day and a night, and then he vomited blood and surrendered!" the eunuch said.
The Holy King Taichu nodded, and the eunuch immediately retreated.
"Mr. Li, what do you think?" Taichu Holy King asked calmly.
"Zhong Shan avenged the day's revenge and used a game of chess to break Sima Zongheng's Daoist heart. Sima Zongheng's recovery would be impossible without a year and a half!" Mr. Li said.
"Zhongshan? The Holy King of Da'ao is really powerful in chess! What a profound chess player!" The Holy King of Taichu sighed.
"No, I think you, Holy King, are the one who plays advanced chess!" Mr. Li said with a smile.
"oh?"
"The Holy King used Sima Zongheng to kill Zhongshan's arrogance, and he also used Zhongshan to kill the Sima family's arrogance. The steps are exquisite. The world is a chess game, and the Holy King is the one who plays the most profound chess!" Mr. Li said with a smile.
"Do you really think so?" Saint King Taichu said calmly.
Looking at the Holy King Taichu, Mr. Li frowned and said with a wry smile: "The Holy King has profound thoughts, I can only guess so much. If there are more, I won't be clear!"
"It's enough to know this much! No need to think about anything else." The Holy King Taichu said calmly.
As if he saw something else in the words of Taichu Saint King, Mr. Li nodded solemnly and said: "Yes!"
"It has been hundreds of thousands of years, and the sea of smoke and clouds have not yet been solved. This time is another deduction once in a thousand years. You go there in person on my behalf!" the Holy King of Taichu said calmly.