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Chapter 105 The Chessboard

Zhang Zezhong thought about it and had to agree.

"Okay, since your sect insists on playing any game, we will naturally accompany you to the end." Zhang Zezhong responded slowly.

"Hahaha, that's great!" The young monk laughed.

Zhang Zezhong then followed Yang Xiu's instructions and continued: "But it is unfair that you make concessions on your side. Let's do this. If we lose, we promise to have a three-day quit and let all the 'guests' who come from afar recuperate!"

"Yes!" The young monk agreed immediately.

"Yang Xiu, come back and talk about it carefully." The sect leader Zhang Zezhong glanced at Yang Xiu.

"I understand, I will definitely explain." Yang Xiu nodded.

The young monk thought for a while and continued, "Let's do this, we will each send three monks to participate in this game. For the specific content of the competition, I will explain in detail after selecting the person."

"This guy..."

Linye knew it was an old bad guy as soon as he heard it.

Let me know the rules after choosing?

If they don’t tell the rules, how do they choose people here? They can only choose one! If they encounter competition content that they are not good at, they will definitely lose!

On the other hand, because the rules are customized by the other party, you can choose people around this rule.

"Slow down!"

The senior executives of Nanyun Sect were not stupid either. Zhang Zezhong scolded with dissatisfaction: "You didn't even say anything to play, just let us choose people? It would be too unfair!"

"Haha, fair? I'll use our big array as a bet, and what about you? I promise not to take action for three days? Isn't it a bit too bullying?" the young monk turned around and asked.

"Hmph, since that's the case, then just do it." Zhang Zezhong responded: "I thought you were upright, but I didn't expect you to be just a villain who is just a fool! I would actually say something to you for so long, which is ridiculous!"

The monk from Tianxing Palace tightened his fists, and at the same time, he glanced at Liao Huachun at the corner of his eyes. The other party looked mocking at this moment, which made him feel very uncomfortable!

"Then it happens. When I finish talking about the rules, you are sending someone out, how about it?" the young man asked.

"Can!"

After receiving Zhang Zezhong's reply, the young man fell into the crowd and began to select suitable personnel.

At the same time, on the other hand, Yang Xiu began to analyze the current situation.

"I don't know what this person's purpose is, but this bet must be next! Not only that, we must win all three games as much as possible!"

Yang Xiu said seriously: "Only in this way can the morale of our sect cultivators be greatly shocked!"

"You keep talking about morale. Is this thing that important?" The fourth elder asked a question that was not very tuned.

"important!"

Yang Xiu nodded, "The other party's behavior is called fighting in front of the battle. If we are stage frightened, it will lead to a great decline in morale. Morale, that is, the morale of the army, the morale is high, the morale is stable, the united will be united, and the strength will be greatly increased. Morale is low, half-hearted, afraid to fight, and dare not fight, and the strength you have played is not as good as the original two or three."

"There is no way to understand." The fourth elder shook his head, "It's just a false gambling."

"What if we lose?" asked the Great Elder.

"You can't lose." Yang Xiu smiled bitterly.

It can be said that the other party is going to fight, so they can only take it obediently, not only take it, but also have to win beautifully! If there is a step that is not done well, there is no need to fight this battle, and the morale is low and it is almost a situation of losing.

"That monk is not a simple person," Yang Xiu said intimately.

If the opponent can use this trick at this critical moment, it will be considered as a hit to the snake to seven inches.

"Okay, at least it's not completely hopeless." Yang Xiu took a deep breath. Three wins may be a bit difficult, and he must strive for at least two wins. Or, win the last game.

Only in this way can the monks below rekindle some fighting spirit.

"What's the matter?" The elder shook his head, "and he had to agree to the other party's request, and he had to win under the rules set by the other party. It was too embarrassing."

"Please understand the Great Elder." Yang Xiu bowed to the Great Elder and apologized.

I have to say that Yang Xiu put his figure very low.

"Well, I don't understand these things, you can continue." The elder shook his head, and the clouds under his feet rose a little, which means: I don't care.

Several other confused elders also gave in. They understood that this was not something they were good at. Instead of causing trouble, it was better to pick them out earlier.

"Thank you!"

Yang Xiu bowed to the elders.

Below, Linye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene. Now he is a person with experience in fighting to command, which makes him feel much more at ease.

"This guy has a set, too."

Linye glanced at Yang Xiu and couldn't help but admire him.

You know, the behavior just now is similar to playing the piano for a cow. It is difficult for a group of people to know nothing about war.

There is no way, those elders were sent to the Nanyun Sect since they were young and were cultivated step by step. In the comfortable environment of the Nanyun Sect, they may not even hear of the word war. For them, the so-called war is likely to be the battle scene of large monks. The factors they can understand that determine the winning or losing battle are simply that one side has a high level of cultivators and one side has a large number of cultivators.

If it really is so simple, it would be better to make a list of both sides and calculate which side has a high level of cultivation and the number of cultivators, and then directly decide the winner. Isn’t it more convenient?

A moment later, in the Tianxing Palace, the young monks took three monks out.

"I've chosen here."

The young monk came to the front of the formation, "Then, the first rule."

As he said that, the young monk took out a formation plate and threw it into the sky, and a huge square net appeared in front of everyone.

"Play chess?"

Linye's head was tilted, "Go? There is Go in this world, too?"

After a while of surprise, Linye was bored. His understanding of this thing was still in the first stage of Tianyuan.

Then, everyone heard the young monk say, "I wonder if you have played this... Oh, sorry, your Nanyun Sect is just a thousand-year-old sect, and I'm afraid you won't be able to get in touch with this aspect."

The Nanyun Sect is facing a great enemy.

Indeed, they had never heard of this thing!

"The rule is very simple. Here there are nineteen rows and nineteen columns. Each row and each column can have a son. One side holds a black spell and the other side holds a white spell. Which side first achieves a five-song bead, which side wins!"

The young man said with a proud look: "Actually, don't panic for everyone in Nanyun Sect. This chessboard was invented by my Tianxing Palace craftsman recently, so we are very unfamiliar with it."

"this……"

"Decades? They've been playing for decades?"

"How can we compare this? Let's not talk about playing here, we have never seen it before?"

The Nanyun Sect is a little desperate.

"Yang Xiu?" Zhang Zezhong looked at someone beside him.

Yang Xiu's expression was equally solemn here.

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Chapter completed!
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