Wu Junyan's right hand holding the wine glass shook slightly. The wine glass was hanging in the air with a surprised look in his eyes.
The eldest grandson Fengye and Daochen Buddha were stunned for a moment and turned to look.
"Our engagement has never been completed, but this time we have time to discuss it."
In fact, Chen Qingyuan really didn't want to fight with his brother, he just had to do this to fulfill his promise to the girl in red.
"Forget it, I don't have this idea now."
In the past, Wu Junyan really wanted to fight Chen Qingyuan. Unfortunately, too many things happened before and he missed the fight. Now he has lost interest.
"No!" Chen Qingyuan said insistently: "Since it is a fight, how can it be invalidated?"
"Brother Chen, this is not like your style."
Wu Junyan frowned slightly, feeling that Chen Qingyuan was a little strange.
"I pay attention to commitment." Chen Qingyuan spoke righteously.
"Really?" Wu Junyan looked at him suspiciously.
"Of course." Chen Qingyuan nodded and said, "If you don't want to fight, let's find another way."
As he spoke, the fragrant tea and fine wine on the table rose up in the air, and a chessboard fell on the table.
The chess piece is extraordinary and requires the power of the soul to control it.
The chess game can also reflect the strength of both sides, but it is not absolute. After all, if it really comes down to action, even if the strength of the two sides is not much different, a slight flaw may change the situation.
"good."
Wu Junyan nodded, thinking that this method was okay.
So, the two began to play chess.
The eldest grandson Fengye and Buddha sat aside and watched, watching the chess without saying a word.
This game of chess was played for several days.
Every chess piece falling requires a lot of energy. The chess pieces are like mountains and weigh hundreds of millions of kilograms.
When the soul enters the game, it becomes a fog, and it is impossible to distinguish between east, west, and north.
The situation was tense, and disputes often broke out. The black and white men fought constantly, as if two armies were fighting each other. Sometimes, the situation was relatively calm, like a clear spring with a few ripples occasionally.
Gradually, the balance of the chess game was broken. Chen Qingyuan was the main attacker and Wu Junyan was the defender.
The two sides played chess, forming a barrier of laws around them that no one dared approach.
In order not to affect the performance of the two of them, Changsun Fengye and Fozi stepped back a hundred meters with solemn expressions.
A layer of fog appeared on the top of the mountain, covering everyone's bodies, as well as the chessboard and chess pieces.
"clatter!"
As soon as the piece fell, Chen Qingyuan ate more than ten of Wu Junyan's pieces and took advantage.
Wu Junyan remained defensive, with a few wisps of sweat appearing on his forehead.
An hour later, Wu Junyan's mental strength was in an extremely tense state, and the chess piece in his hand never landed on the chessboard.
After a stalemate for a while, Wu Junyan relaxed his whole body, and the momentum on his body dissipated with the wind: "That's it, consider me the loser!"
Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his pressure suddenly dropped.
Playing chess with Wu Junyan, the competition is not about chess skills, but the battle of spiritual thoughts. It is like there are two villains fighting on the chessboard, one black and one white, representing Wu Junyan and Chen Qingyuan.
Seeing that Wu Junyan still had some strength left, everyone knew that he had not used all his abilities yet.
"There is no need to take it too seriously when we are discussing with acquaintances."
Wu Junyan has never used his trump card to the outside world, because he promised his master that he would never reveal it until the moment of life and death.
It's just winning or losing, Wu Junyan doesn't care.
"You lose anyway."
Chen Qingyuan took a small notebook and wrote it down. This should be regarded as completing part of the third agreement!
Wu Junyan smiled slightly and didn't care.
When did this guy's chess skills become so good?
When I played chess with him before, I didn't realize he was so good!
Changsun Fengye's expression was slightly surprised, and a scene of Chen Qingyuan's cheating appeared in front of his eyes.
"I don't believe it." Changsun Fengye was extremely suspicious and stepped forward: "Old Chen, let's play the next game."
"No." Chen Qingyuan shook his head and said.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
"Why?"
Changsun Fengye was startled for a moment and asked with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
His eyes seemed to be saying, you and Lao Wu can play chess, but not me?
Angry, unhappy.
"I want to have a serious fight with you, not settle it by playing chess."
Chen Qingyuan stood up slowly and said in a calm tone, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Fight? Why should we fight?"
Changsun Fengye was not afraid, but just confused.
"The other side of you is really in need of punishment. I have endured it for a long time."
Chen Qingyuan said truthfully.
Hearing this, Changsun Fengye frowned and didn't know what to say.
"Madman, come on!"
As soon as the screen changed, Chen Qingyuan had already taken out the silver gun and got into a fighting stance.
Anyway, the silver gun has been exposed, there is no need for Chen Qingyuan to hide it.
"Okay, then let's have a good discussion."
Changsun Fengye had thought of competing with Chen Qingyuan more than once, but he never had the chance.
Since Chen Qingyuan proposed it today, there is no reason to refuse.
"Just use the forbidden technique!"
Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Changsun Fengye to compete head-on with Chen Qingyuan.
Changsun Fengye certainly knew that by lifting the seal, the second personality was released.
In just a few breaths, Zhang Sun Fengye's face was covered with black lines, the smile at the corner of his mouth looked very enchanting, his eyes were covered with black pupils, and he exuded a demon-like aura.
He stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his blackened lips, which was very charming.
If he hadn't known that Changsun Fengye could control this forbidden technique, Daochen Buddha would have been tempted to take action to succumb to the demon.
"Chen Qingyuan, do you really want to take action?"
Changsun Fengye took a step forward and confronted Chen Qingyuan dozens of meters apart, his hoarse voice mixed with a hint of evil.
"Why, are you scared?"
Chen Qingyuan held a silver gun in his right hand, pointed the tip of the gun, and said provocatively.
"Afraid?" Changsun Fengye's second personality didn't know how to write the word "afraid" at all. He was very arrogant, and his smile was so weird that the corners of his mouth almost reached the level of his ears: "I'm afraid you can't kill me.
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"Have the guts!"
This is not the first time Chen Qingyuan has heard this sentence. Whenever Changsun Fengye reveals his second personality, he will be so arrogant, which makes people want to take action.
In the past, I didn’t have a chance and I didn’t have much confidence.
Now, Chen Qingyuan will definitely fulfill the wish of eldest son Fengye and beat him to death.
"Kill me, can you?"
Changsun Fengye licked his lips with his tongue, tilted his head to the left, his black pupils were engraved with complex and strange lines, and his expression was ferocious and difficult to describe.
"You'll find out later."
He actually said that I couldn't do it. How could I bear it?
Chen Qingyuan stopped talking nonsense with Changsun Fengye and stepped forward with a gun.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the silver spear stabbed Changsun Fengye, but he raised his hand to block it.
The ultimate physical skills are stronger than many divine weapons.
As expected of the crazy Changsun Fengye, he is indeed very strong.
However, since Chen Qingyuan decided to fight with him, he had a slight chance of winning.
The first few moves are just tests, and the subsequent moves will become more and more powerful. It depends on whether Changsun Fengye can withstand it.