Chapter 322: The Slap in the Face Came Too Quickly!

Ye Junlin smiled.

So what if he is a chess master?

I still have him under my control!

Although the chess master represents the highest level of chess, there are also differences between chess masters.

Just like cultivators of the same realm, there are also differences in strength!

Because the saying "you become stronger when you meet a stronger opponent" also applies to chess, Ye Junlin can always predict the opponent's moves like a prophet, thus achieving the conditions for winning.

Just when Ye Junlin thought it was over and was about to get up and leave, an old voice from nowhere echoed in the space,

"The first round is over, and the second round of chess begins!"

Then, the shadow of the old man sitting opposite became more solid, and his dull face showed more subtle expressions.

"Hmm?"

Ye Junlin was a little surprised, "Is this a best of three? Or do you have to win the last round?"

"Hey, how many rounds are there in total! You don't even say it clearly!"

As soon as the voice fell.

An old voice slowly sounded inside the space,

"There are three rounds of chess in total. The trialer must win the last round to get the final victory!"

"So that's it."

Ye Junlin nodded.

For him, it's nothing more than spending more time.

Anyway, he will be stronger when facing a strong opponent, and he will definitely win in the end!

Outside world.

The monks are waiting for good news.

What they don't know is that in a secret place 500 miles away from the Sunset Mountains, there are peach trees planted all over the mountains, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing.

On the stone table, there are two cups of tea.

In each cup of tea, peach petals are quietly floating.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, please."

"Thank you."

Situ Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip calmly. The fragrance of tea overflowed in the taste buds, with a faint peach fragrance, which was endless.

And sitting opposite him was a white-haired old man.

The old man was wearing navy blue clothes, and his hair was fixed by a wooden hairpin. He had white hair and a youthful face, and he looked like an immortal. He was filled with an ethereal aura.

If there were any monks participating in the chess game at the scene, they would be surprised to find that this old man in blue was extremely similar to the chess player!

It can even be said that they were exactly the same!

Situ Yan put down the teacup and stared at the old man in front of him with burning eyes.

This was the second resurrector he found. This time it was a human race, and his Taoist name was Guanqi Jushi.

Just like last time, when he found the other party to cooperate, the other party was not happy at first, until he offered generous conditions and analyzed the future situation, the other party was convinced.

Now that the Kunlun Realm is about to collapse, it will be more beneficial to future development to be able to join a powerful force during this period.

After all, the strong who can choose to sleep from ancient times until they wake up in the present world basically have the idea of ​​changing their fate against the will of heaven, otherwise they would have gone to the fairyland long ago, why would they still stay in the Kunlun Realm?

Therefore, facing the conditions proposed by Situ Yan, it was hard for Guanqi Jushi not to feel tempted.

He wanted to go higher, and at the same time he wanted to save his life.

The Light Clan of the Heaven Realm was powerful. If they entered the Kunlun Realm in the future, wouldn’t it be a talisman for him?

Moreover, Guanqi Jushi also understood how weak the Kunlun Realm was in the universe. The Starry Sky Ten Thousand Clan was eyeing it covetously, and even the Immortal Realm could barely protect itself.

In order to protect himself, Guanqi Jushi agreed to cooperate with Situ Yan.

He was not a stubborn person. On the contrary, he was very opportunistic and good at exploiting loopholes. He didn’t care even if he sacrificed all the lives to save himself!

For example, this chess game of heaven and earth was a bait he released to the outside world, specifically to trap the freeloaders!

Such a meticulous trap, even Situ Yan admired it.

I have to say, this is a talent!

"Fellow Daoist Situ, after the chess game I arranged is over and their luck is completely harvested, I will start the next plan with you."

"Please be patient."

Master Guanqi took a sip of the teacup, with a faint smile on his old face.

This time, the immortal fate was deliberately fabricated by him, with the gimmick of getting rewards even if losing, to attract all kinds of cultivators to come and get free, and the purpose is to harvest their luck.

The reason why there are three chances is actually because every time, a percentage of the luck will be harvested, and three chances are enough to make the cultivator's luck, nothing left!

However, the reward is real, but for this old monster, Master Guanqi, he has already accumulated countless natural treasures, so what if he distributes some money?

What's more, those things are low-end goods for the ancient immortal kings, but they are very helpful for the cultivators at this stage!

This is also the reason why so many cultivators in the middle domain rushed to take advantage of it.

What Guanqi Jushi exploited was the mentality of liking to take advantage!

In layman's terms, he liked to get something for free!

After all, in the secular world, even the richest people would not give up an inch for a small profit, not to mention the serious internal circulation of the cultivation world, which would fight for resources.

And every time a cultivator who participated in the chess game lost an opportunity, his own luck would be predetermined by the chess game of heaven and earth.

As long as the chess game of heaven and earth borrowed the tie, the luck would be officially harvested and transferred to Guanqi Jushi through a kind of contract-like relationship!

Guanqi Jushi has always believed that luck is the key to going higher and further.

People with luck against heaven will have smooth sailing and be favored by heaven.

People with bad luck are often trapped in a killing game and eventually fall.

Therefore, what Guanqi Jushi wants to do is to be a person with luck against heaven!

But luck is something that is always inherent. If you want to improve your luck, you must use some special method.

The layman Guanqi has been good at studying chess in his life. Even in ancient times, he was qualified to be unparalleled in chess!

At the same time, he is an out-and-out geek. He combines his Taoism and chess skills to innovate his own magical method!

Especially the chess game of heaven and earth, although it does not have direct lethality, the victory is that it can steal luck secretly, which is already very scary.

The layman watching chess began to look forward to it. Once the chess game is over, how much luck will he get?

Lay Guanqi looks down upon the luck of ordinary monks. What he wants most is the luck of geniuses and even monsters.

This kind of person's luck is of great value.

A drop of water and a sea, the difference between the two is clear at a glance.

That's when.

He'll be able to take off completely!

In this era, achieve the position of Immortal Emperor, or even a higher level!

The thin man standing behind Situ Yan couldn't help but said when he saw the expectant look on the chess layman's face:

"By the way, if someone can win the chess game, wouldn't your success fall short?"

That's right, the key to breaking the game is for someone to clear the three rounds of checkpoints. In this way, the chess game of heaven and earth will be cracked, and the luck of all the monks who participated will not be harvested.

But for lay people watching chess who loose their money, it is like trying to draw water from a bamboo basket but getting nothing. They will also suffer serious backlash, and the gain outweighs the loss.

"Dabu, don't be rude!" Situ Yan scolded coldly.

"Yes..." Dabu lowered his head.

Strangely, instead of being annoyed, the layman watching chess raised his head and laughed loudly, as if he had heard some big joke.

The laughter shook the peach blossom trees all over the mountains and fields, and the petals were flying like a dream.

Situ Yan raised his eyebrows, "Excuse me, why are you laughing?"

"I lost my temper for a moment, I'm sorry." The layman watching chess wiped the tears of laughter from the corner of his eyes, waved his hands and vowed: "In the Kunlun world, if I am ranked first in chess skills, no one dares to call me second!"

"Not to mention, in today's world!"

"Not to mention breaking three levels in a row, absolutely no one can beat the first level!"

The layman who watched chess spoke firmly, revealing great confidence, "I'm not afraid to tell you that the clone I left behind in the first round is already at the level of a chess saint, the same level as when I first became a chess saint!"

"And the clone in the second round already has 70% of my skill in chess!"

The layman watching chess had a meaningful look on his face and stroked his beard, "As for the third round, haha..."

Hearing this, Situ Yan and Dabu understood.

In a word:

This old fox is just here to torture people!

Let alone reaching the third round of the chess game, no one can win in the first two rounds.

suddenly.

The layman Guanqi seemed to sense something, and the smile on his face instantly froze, and then his pupils trembled, and he lost his voice in shock:

"This, this is impossible!!!"

Situ Yan and the others were shocked. Why is this smelly old man so crazy?

"Fellow Taoist Guanqi, what are you..."

at this time.

The layman watching chess fell into uneasiness, with large beads of sweat pouring out of his forehead, and his face looked extremely ugly as he said:

"Someone has broken through the first two levels set by me and is now preparing for the third round!"