Ji Tianxing defeated Su Chen, but his expression was as calm as water.
Hearing Su Chen's question, he raised his eyebrows with a look of doubt.
"What chess saint? Xie Wudao...that boy has become a chess saint? Who gave him the title?"
Ji Tianxing asked Su Chen subconsciously, with a look of surprise on his face.
Su Chen was dumbfounded on the spot, looking at him dumbfounded, his lips trembling a little: "That kid??!
Mr. Ji, you...you actually...offended Master Chess Master like this!"
Su Chen had long heard of Ji Tianxing's name and deeds, and knew that he was the number one genius of the younger generation and also an extremely arrogant person.
But he never expected that Ji Tianxing would dare to call the chess master by his name and call him "that kid"!
Chess sage Xie Wudao was held in high esteem in his heart, comparable to his father.
Ji Tianxing would never tolerate such blasphemy against the chess master!
However, Ji Tianxing glanced at him and asked with a half-smile: "Master Su, it seems that you admire Xie Wudao?"
Su Chen said without hesitation: "That's natural! The Wudao Chess Sage is one of the top ten martial arts saints in the country. He founded the Black and White Academy, which is famous throughout the ages, and created the world-famous Wudao Sword Classic!
He is the number one player in chess in the world today. He combines chess with swordsmanship, and creates the unique black and white sword spirit. Even the Lord God often praises him!
Mr. Ji, although you are the most talented young man, you must not blaspheme the reputation of the chess master!"
Speaking of the reputation and honor of Chess Saint Xie Wudao, Su Chen's tone was passionate and full of admiration.
Ji Tianxing showed a playful smile and thought to himself: "Haha... I never expected that the most incompetent kid who doesn't do his job can achieve what he has today."
Thinking of Xie Wudao, memories of that year appeared in his mind.
Thousands of years ago, the Sword God sat in Tianzhu Mountain and challenged the martial sages in the world.
Countless martial saints came to challenge him, but they were all defeated by his sword.
In just a few years, his reputation spread throughout the Shenwu Continent, attracting the admiration of countless warriors.
Almost every day, countless young warriors, with dreams of martial arts, travel thousands of miles to Tianzhu Mountain to study under their masters.
Although, there are more than two hundred disciples who have become disciples of Tianzhu Mountain.
But to this day, Ji Tianxing can still remember only a few people.
After all, those people all have distinctive and impressive characteristics.
For example, Xiaobai, the thickest-skinned person... would later become the White Dragon God.
Another example... Xie Wudao who loves chess as much as his life!
The skinny boy had dark skin, like a skinny monkey, but his eyes were extremely bright.
He always wore greasy black robes, his hair was as disheveled as a chicken coop, and he looked unkempt.
His favorite thing to do is to hold a pair of famous purple jade chess pieces, interrupt his fellow apprentices' sword practice, and get everyone to play chess.
The Sword God had noticed this person and asked Huang Long to remind Xie Wudao to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship and not to neglect his duties, let alone disturb other people's practice.
But Xie Wudao did not repent and was still obsessed with chess.
As always, he went around looking for people to play chess, which made all the brothers avoid him.
Later, Master Huanglong became angry and wanted to drive Xie Wudao out of the door and down the mountain.
Xie Wudao knelt down and begged for mercy. He knelt all night in the rainy night.
Master Huanglong reported this matter to the Sword God, who was particularly gracious and summoned Xie Wudao himself.
In the secret room, Xie Wudao told the reason for the incident.
It turned out that his father was a famous chess master who taught him to play chess since he was a child and insisted that his chess skills could reach the sky.
When the Xie family was attacked by a powerful enemy and the whole family was wiped out, Xie Wudao's father handed him an ancient chess book and a purple jade chessboard before his death.
Because of this, Xie Wudao inherited his father's legacy and decided to practice chess hard in the hope of reaching the sky.
In order to avoid being pursued by his enemies and to avenge a bloody sea of blood, he traveled thousands of miles to reach Tianzhu Mountain.
After learning about Xie Wudao's experience, the Sword God decided to give him some guidance.
The Sword God took the ancient chess book, studied it for nine days and nine nights, and figured out all the secrets in it.
Then, he taught Xie Wudao the contents of the chess classics, corrected and improved them, and also taught the secrets of swordsmanship.
Xie Wudao then had a sudden enlightenment, and went into seclusion to practice hard with a lot of gratitude.
As for what happened next... Before Xie Wudao could master his magical skills, the Sword God left.
The memory scene ends here.
When Ji Tianxing came back to his senses, he saw Su Chen staring directly at him.
"Mr. Ji, I hope you can sincerely apologize to the chess master for your inappropriate words and deeds just now!"
Su Chen stared at him with a solemn expression and said solemnly.
Ji Tianxing immediately laughed and said in a playful tone: "Even if I apologize, will Xie Wudao dare to accept it?"
Su Chen was stunned for a moment, his expression became even weirder, and he felt vaguely angry.
He wanted to say something more, but Ji Tianxing waved his hand and said seriously: "Su Chen, if you lose, you have to leave Qingsong Villa. Don't follow me anymore."
Su Chen's face looked a little ugly, and she pursed her lips tightly, but couldn't refute.
He was shocked and regretful in his heart. He only regretted that he should not have gambled with Ji Tianxing and ended up falling into the trap.
After a moment of silence, he bowed his hands and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Ji, Su is definitely not a person who breaks his word. He will fulfill his bet now..."
After finishing speaking, Su Chen sighed silently, turned around and left unwillingly.
…
After leaving Qingsong Villa, Su Chen hurried to the depths of Changyun Palace and entered a secret room of a certain palace.
Inside the secret room, there were bright lights all around, and a large white jade table stood in the middle.
There is a large topographic map on the table, and there are also many memorials and documents piled up.
The Changyun Holy Emperor, dressed in a golden robe, was standing at the table, staring at the map with a solemn expression, frowning in thought.
Su Chen came to the table and bowed respectfully.
"My son, I pay my respects to my father!"
Changyun Saint Emperor was still staring at the table, without raising his head to look at him, and asked in a majestic tone: "Didn't I ask you to stare at Ji Tianxing? Did something happen?"
Su Chen felt very uneasy. He hesitated for a moment before summoning the courage to say: "Father, I am here to plead guilty and be punished. I am confused and fell into Ji Tianxing's plan!"
The Changyun Saint Emperor suddenly raised his head and asked with sharp eyes: "What's going on?"
Su Chen lowered his head in shame and reported truthfully: "Ji Tianxing and I were playing chess in another courtyard just now, and he proposed to bet against me..."
After listening to what happened, Changyun Holy Emperor immediately changed his expression, furrowed his thick eyebrows, and cursed in a deep voice: "Confused!! How can you be so stupid, Chen'er!
I have warned you long ago that although Ji Tianxing is arrogant and arrogant, he is the number one genius after all, and his strength and strategic methods are extraordinary!
You were too confident in your chess skills that you agreed to his bet, but you fell into his trap and were manipulated by him!
Alas! We were careless and didn’t understand and pay enough attention to him!"