Chapter 297: Thousand Miles

The breeze blows, the green grass bends, and the dandelion flowers dance in the sky. //www.??//

The lake was rippling and rippled. Under the wooden bridge, fish were swimming happily among the green algae in the water. They looked at this distorted world curiously through the clear lake water. I don't know if they have bad brains, but they feel fresh every day when they see this weird and distorted world.

The sun peeked out from behind the clouds, and its warm rays shone on the lake, creating ripples. Willow catkins were flying by the lake, and someone was touching her hair.

In the gaming pavilion, the game continued, Yue Shuangxuan was seriously arranging his troops. Hua Yunfeng on the opposite side also gradually became serious from being indifferent, and then even put away the "Jin Ping Mei" that he never let go of. On one side of the gaming pavilion, there was a vessel for recording time, called a time wheel, with a moving pointer inside. Every rotation of the pointer represented half an hour. Now the pointer pointed to a quarter of the entire wheel, which meant that the game had just begun for a cup of tea.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the two of them fought back and forth, the battle was fierce, as if it was a real battle of the ages. Both sides used sophisticated tactics, countless strategies, and they emerged one after another, dazzling the eyes.

The troops of the two men were still in a stalemate. After several battles, both sides won and lost. The battlefield was like a meat grinder, which crushed the soldiers. In the end, both sides put their focus on this meat grinder and could not extricate themselves. Yue Shuangxuan had lost one of his two vehicles, and the other was also broken. Hua Yunfeng was not having a good time either. Although the number of casualties was not as high as Yue Shuangxuan's, facing Yue Shuangxuan's repeated attacks, even though he was good at defense, he gradually became exhausted.

This battle is like the strongest spear in the world against the strongest shield in the world. Using the strongest spear in the world against the strongest shield in the world, no one can guess what the outcome will be.

Compared to this world's best match, the other match had much fewer spectators. People's eyes always followed the strongest person in the world.

However, while the battle between Hua Yunfeng and Yue Shuangxuan is in a stalemate, it would be nice to watch other battles for a while to help relieve boredom.

A breeze blew across the lake, bringing up a wisp of water vapor, brushing past the gaming pavilion and the Zhenlong chess house.

"Hiss, it's so cold." Someone shuddered slightly and sighed, "After the rain yesterday, the temperature has become much cooler."

"That's right. The winter season this year comes a little earlier than in previous years." Another person said with a sigh.

"Isn't this great? The snow scene this year is bound to be very beautiful." A woman longed for the white snow scene and said with longing: "I hope the snow will stay longer this year so that I can enjoy it for a few more days."

"Do you remember the snow last year?" someone suddenly asked.

"It snowed so much last year, which one are you talking about?"

"Of course it was the time when Mo Luoli played against Yue Shuangxuan. I remember it was snowing outside the window, but Mo Luoli was sweating profusely." The man recalled the past and laughed, "It was also from that game in the snow that Mo Luoli established his reputation as the third chess general in Mingjing Domain, second only to Yue Shuangxuan and Hua Yunfeng who were tied for first place."

"Haha, speaking of Melo Li, it's also a miracle. He debuted for only three years and he has already climbed to the third place. His momentum is even stronger than the previous two leaders."

"But, he is still young and not steady enough. Just like this time, what is his identity, Mo Luoli? He is the third chess player in Mingjing Domain, but he is playing against an unknown person who came out of nowhere. Isn't this lowering his status?" A man with a big belly said to the leader of the guards in the hall: "Leng Leng, don't you think so?"

Leng Leng first bowed respectfully to him, and then said: "Mr. Huang is right. I have seen many people like this. They are just a bunch of guys who want to attract everyone's attention and stand out. Do they know chess? They know nothing about it."

"Haha, that's a good point. I don't understand him at all!" Mr. Huang patted his belly and laughed. "Interesting, very interesting."

Suddenly, a breeze blew from the lake. Mr. Huang shivered, wrapped himself up and cursed, "Damn it, I'm most afraid of the cold."

"Hmph, that's because you're weak. I wonder which woman you climbed on last night." The woman who had just said she liked snow looked at Mr. Huang with disdain and said.

"I'm not weak at all. Look at my solid body. If I were ten or eight years younger, I would have no problem winning the first place on the battlefield." Mr. Huang narrowed his eyes, looked at the woman greedily, and said, "Xian Ling'er, do you want me to show you my prowess on another battlefield tonight?"

"Hmph, you're still so majestic, but you shiver when the wind blows. Look at Mo Luoli, he's young, handsome, and his chess playing posture is so cool. Look, you can feel that the cold wind is no problem for him at all, he even has sweat on his forehead." Xian Ling'er said with a giggle.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that just as Xian Ling'er had said, Mo Luoli was wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, looking a little nervous.

"Why do I feel like there's something wrong with Mo Luoli?" someone suddenly said, "Why do I feel like he's very nervous and a little overwhelmed?"

"Hmph, your eyes must have twitched, and you are at a loss. Do you think he is still the young man who just debuted? He is now the third chess general in Mingjing Domain. He is only sweating because he won. How could he be at a loss when facing a piece of trash who is trying to stand out?" Huang Biao said, "It's been a quarter of an hour. With Mo Luoli's ability, he should have beaten the opponent to a pulp. I'll go and take a look. I love watching people being abused in chess the most."

Suddenly, Huang Biao's fat, fair face suddenly turned the color of pig liver. He stood up suddenly and shouted in surprise: "How is this possible!"

Then, as if to verify it, he sat down again and watched the game carefully.

The shout was so loud that the whole Zhenlong Chess House could hear it. Everyone looked at him strangely. When they saw him staring at the chessboard, they looked over curiously. You never know what the world is like.

A white torrent swept through the jungle like a huge snowstorm. Wherever the blizzard passed, the place was devastated and all life was gone.

The other blue force was completely defeated and forced into a corner by the white torrent. It tried its best to resist, but to no avail.

Finally, the blizzard rushed into the blue formation. When the last bit of blue light disappeared, the chess world collapsed, a bell rang, and the white army won!

Who was the commander of the White Army? People looked over and saw Shi Yanzheng taking a sip of sweet tea leisurely. Then he slowly stood up, looked up at everyone, and finally fixed his eyes on Mo Zihao.

He is the commander of the White Army! And he is also the winner!

On the other hand, Mo Luoli had lost his previous composure. Now he was like a lost dog, dejected, and kept repeating: "Impossible, impossible..." Since the beginning, he felt great pressure. The opponent had no rules at all, just attack, attack, and attack continuously. The front line collapsed quickly, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, sweeping across the field, leaving no doubt. Soon, he failed. He even felt that he didn't feel such pressure when facing Yue Shuangxuan and Hua Yunfeng.

Huang Biao was stunned. Not only him, but everyone else looked at Shi Yan differently. At first, they looked at him as a clown who was trying to attract attention, but now there was a hint of admiration in their eyes. In just a quarter of an hour, he completely defeated the third chess general of Mingjing Domain! No, strictly speaking, it was only about ten minutes. Even Yue Shuangxuan and Hua Yunfeng couldn't have done that. No wonder he said that.

"This proves that I know chess, right?" Shi Yan turned his head and looked at Leng Leng, the guard leader who once said that he didn't know chess.

Shi Yan walked over, stretched out his hand, and slapped him hard, "Apologize!"

Leng Leng felt a burning pain on his face. He waited for him resentfully without saying a word.

"Apologize!" Shi Yan slapped him again.

"Leng Leng, apologize." Mo Zihao stood up and said.

Leng Leng then said: "I am blind and I hope you will forgive me."

"No forgiveness!" Shi Yan said bluntly, "People like you who don't know what chess is really bring shame to the chess house!"

Leng Leng gritted his teeth, but didn't know what to do.

Mo Zihao and Mu Tianya came down from the third floor, looked at Shi Yan, and said with a smile: "Heroes emerge from youth. I didn't expect that at such a young age, he has such attainments in chess."

Shi Yan ignored him and said calmly: "I am not trying to prove that I know chess just to hear your words. Whether you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me."

"You!" Seeing someone talking to Mo Zihao like that, the Mo family disciples around him went up to teach him a lesson, but Mo Zihao stopped them. "It's normal for talented people to be a little arrogant. Little brother, how about coming to my Mo family? You are such a superb chess player, and only in my Mo family can you exert your strength to the greatest extent."

"Hmph, Old Mo, all the benefits have been taken by your Mo family, you should save some soup." Mu Tianya suddenly said: "I am the instructor of Yunge Academy. Mu Tianya, my Yunge Academy originated from Haotian Academy. If we talk about the best place to display chess skills, it is naturally my Yunge Academy."

"Lao Mu, is there anyone like you who steals other people's talents?" Mo Zihao was unhappy.

"So, he is not a member of your Mo family yet, is it wrong for me to recruit him?" Mu Tianya sneered. Then he sent a message to Mo Zihao, "Don't think you are the only one who can see the specialness of this child?"

"What did you say?"

"Humph, you are still playing dumb in front of me. The chess skills that this kid just showed can be divided into schools. Although he tried his best to hide it, some things cannot be concealed." Mu Tianya laughed and said, "He is as fast as the wind and attacks like lightning. This is the Swift Wind Style. With the force of a thunder hurricane, it can instantly disintegrate the enemy. The Swift Wind Style is not so easy to learn. Few people can play the Swift Wind Style and actually apply it in the chess game. The chess generals who can play the Swift Wind Style to the peak are only those who are respected in Tianmen Domain."

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

Mu Tianya ignored his pretense and continued, "That person has a special title, Chess General, and is known as Qianli Jixing. If this boy continues to grow, in a hundred years, he may be able to become another Qianli Jixing, so I will not back down."

Mo Zihao sneered, "That depends on whether your Yunge Academy has the ability to do that!"

Mo Zihao and Mu Tianya didn't know that the top chess master known as Qianli Jixing was none other than Shi Yan's master in chess, Qianli Jixing!