A shocking reversal
The thick fog gradually dissipated, revealing figures stumbling on the ground. The imperial guards rushed over and were preparing to tie them up one by one. Yan Yu sat upright on a high seat, admiring his victory with satisfaction. He had already begun to think about playing another game of chess with Duanmu Yu after the celebration banquet.
However, just when he thought he had everything under control, a strange and sharp cry suddenly rang out from the originally dead silent hall:
"Ahh! Oh my goodness, pretending to faint is really a technical skill. I almost hurt my old waist!"
Ma Chengyun did a somersault, stretched his aching arms upwards, and sighed in comfort. Chen Miao, who was standing by, gave him a light kick on the butt:
"Just stretch yourself, why are you howling? What if you scare these little darlings?"
She glanced at the imperial guards who were surrounding the emperor in a circle with a half-smile on her face. They immediately took several steps back in fear, and the hemp ropes in their hands fell to the ground. However, they dared not retreat rashly without the emperor's order, and they could not know whether to advance or retreat.
After Xue Yide completed the cyber drug delivery, he withdrew his hand, and with a look of disgust, he avoided Ma Chengyun's exaggerated hands asking for help. He quietly approached Qu Fei and helped her up.
"It seems that you are not very welcoming to the Linyuan envoy?"
Xie Ci, who was lying on his back on the ground, stood up on one foot, slowly moved his wrist, and his starry eyes revealed a terrifying sharpness, piercing straight at Yan Yu who was sitting high on the dragon throne.
No emperor could tolerate such a provocation. Yan Yu was so angry that his eyes were about to burst, and his face was so gloomy that ink seemed to drip out. But more of it was the unwillingness and disbelief that the plan had failed. He clenched his teeth, clenched his fists and unclenched them, and finally growled through his teeth:
"Imperial Guards, listen up! Draw your swords and execute these evildoers on the spot!"
"Your Majesty, don't!"
Duanmu Yu, knowing the priest's magical powers, hurriedly shouted to stop him, but it was too late. The imperial guards did not dare to disobey the order. Although they were afraid of the priest's power, they still did as he said, drew their swords at their waists, and rushed forward to chop.
It's over.
Duanmu Yu fell back on the chair tiredly.
Sure enough, almost in an instant, the approaching thunder was faintly heard through the thick and solid palace roof, and then there were a few loud bangs, and the towering palace roof built with thousand-year-old agarwood was split open by the thunder, and the lightning engulfed the broken beams and wood, including the swords that were about to touch Tong Zhenzhen and others, leaving only ashes on the ground and the stunned imperial guards who even forgot to retract their hands.
"God, Priest, spare your life!"
"Please forgive us, Priest, for our disrespect!"
I don't know who started it first, but the imperial guards who were rampant outside knelt down one after another like dominoes, forgetting the emperor's orders long ago and kowtowed desperately, some of them almost bleeding.
"You, you guys! Who told you to kneel?! I am the emperor, you can only kneel to me!"
Yan Yu was also frightened by the sudden thunder from the sky, but his dignity as an emperor made him maintain his bluffing and was unwilling to admit his failure.
“Oh, that’s too ugly.”
His Highness's light and sarcastic words completely destroyed Yan Yu's already precarious rationality. His rage was instantly ignited, and he stood up and shouted:
"What did you say?!"
"I say, as the king of Changhao, you look so ugly."
Tong Zhenzhen took a step forward neither humbly nor arrogantly, straightened her body, looked up at him calmly, her eyes calm and still.
For some reason, even though he was the one looking up at her, Yan Yu felt for no reason that he was the one who should be looking down upon her. He frowned and forgot to refute for a moment.
"We priests came here to save the world, to quell the wars and save the people of the world from suffering. But you - as a king, you don't consider your people, but only seek your own selfish desires. You ignore the people. Do you know that if Envoy Linyuan dies here today, how many unnecessary wars will be ignited, and how many people will lose their lives in vain?"
Tong Zhenzhen spoke neither hurriedly nor slowly, and every word he said was well-reasoned and his tone was calm, not aggressive. He sounded more like an elder educating the younger generation, and his words were particularly earnest.
Xie Ci, who was standing behind her to support her, looked at her in surprise. The girl's back was slender but not weak. From his angle, he could clearly see her slightly trembling hands hanging at her sides. She was obviously scared to death, but she did not retreat a single step. Even if it was a draft she had prepared in advance, it took great courage to read it out calmly in such an occasion.
It seemed that during all the time they had been together, it was Tong Zhenzhen who had always been protecting him, but what could he do for her?
Xie Ci couldn't help but clench his hands.
These words were so sincere that the imperial guards who had only succumbed to the magic power of the priest now looked at each other in surprise, thinking that what he said made sense. Duanmu Yu brushed off the dust on his collar, raised his eyes and looked at Tong Zhenzhen thoughtfully, with great admiration in his heart. He never thought that the priest would be so sincere and enthusiastic. He had previously thought that he was demoted to the mortal world and wanted to use Lin Yuan as a puppet to seize the world. He was judging a gentleman by his own mean heart.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Yan Yue flirted with Tong Zhenzhen with eyes full of love and sent a message to tease her:
The goddess is so noble and upright that I am even more attracted to her.
Tong Zhenzhen still ignored him and stood there calmly, but turned around and started to act arrogantly in the group:
【Chinese-The Only True God】:
How is it? How is this speech written? It's pretty cool, right?
【Business-Pony Run】:
I admire you (clasping hands together). After all, you are from the Faculty of Arts. Your writing style is really different!
【Small Teaching-Makabaka】:
I would call it a textbook CPU
Tong Zhenzhen struck while the iron was hot. Yan Yu would definitely feel embarrassed to be criticized in front of everyone, so she continued to add fuel to the fire and provoked:
"Emperor, you have lost this move, but we are magnanimous and will not argue with a junior. So, since you are unwilling to be inferior to others, how about we make a bet by playing chess?"
"Ha, playing chess?!" Yan Yu was already angry and half dizzy. Now that he heard that someone dared to challenge him in the field he was proficient in, he naturally felt that she was overestimating herself, even if that person was a priest.
"That's right, let's play chess," Tong Zhenzhen nodded and put forward her own conditions, "One game will decide the winner. If I lose, we will let you do whatever you want and will never resist. If I win, you must form an alliance with Linyuan. Of course, we priests will also protect your people from being affected by the war."
Anyway, if you become squishy, you won't die. Rounding it up means invincible defense. Let's see who dares to attack you.
Tong Zhenzhen was secretly complaining in her heart. She was sure that Yan Yu would agree. After all, it was not difficult to see from his actions that this middle-aged emperor was also a strong-willed emperor all his life. Not only was he too obsessed with face, but he was also inexperienced and playful.
Sure enough, Yan Yu agreed immediately:
"A word is a promise, a gentleman's word is a promise—"
He stretched out his hand in the air, and Tong Zhenzhen high-fived him from a distance as an oath:
"It's hard to catch up with him!"
"Someone, bring me the jade chess pieces from my treasury!" Yan Yu waved his hand and snorted coldly, deciding to use this opportunity to turn the tables and put a stop to the arrogance of these priests.
"No need." Tong Zhenzhen tried to stop him, and made a few hand gestures in a serious manner, directly pulling Yan Yu into the hot spot, inviting him to play a game in the electronic chess mini-program that Ms. Li Ruotong had worked so hard on.
"What, what is this?" Yan Yu widened his eyes, startled by the colorful interface that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Tong Zhenzhen set the chess game to be visible to everyone to show fairness and prevent Yan Yu from cheating and refusing to authenticate. Other people in Changhao also looked surprised after seeing the electronic chess board.
"This is a chess-playing method developed by our gods. It is called electronic chess. It does not require the use of physical objects. It can be directly transformed by magic and activated by thoughts in the brain."
Yan Yu boasted that he had collected countless rare chessboards, but he had never seen such a magical electronic chessboard. He put aside his anger for a moment, looked at the electronic chessboard with enthusiasm, and even stretched out his hand to touch it, but only grabbed empty space. He also became much more polite to these priests who made him lose face. He cleared his throat and said loudly:
"It really is a treasure from the immortals. It is very wonderful. Let's begin."
I don’t know if I can shamelessly ask her to come over after this. If I had known she had such a treasure, I wouldn’t have done anything shady…
Yan Yu was quite depressed, but he soon figured it out. If he won, he could use it as an exchange to free them from their detention and get the electronic chess set back!
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth, which had been twitching with frustration and regret, immediately lifted up. He confidently gave the black piece to Tong Zhenzhen, and let her start the game. Tong Zhenzhen was not polite either. Since her opponent took the initiative to offer her a slap in the face, she would be embarrassed to stop him, right?
【Business-Pony Run】:
Wow, this mini program is pretty good, but Sister Zhen is so talented that she can even play chess?
【Medicine-Xue Yide】：
According to insiders, she will not
【Business-Pony Run】:
Huh? What should I do? !
【Jike-Hair Volume King】:
Oh, what are you panicking about? There is something called a human-machine proxy
After Li Ruotong finished her group chat, she continued to look up and watch the game. She saw the artificial machine that she had fed hair by hair was killing all around on the chessboard, and she smiled with satisfaction as an old mother.
Yan Yu, who was extremely confident at the beginning of the game, now had no intention of being relaxed. His temples were already wet with cold sweat, and he stared at the situation on the chessboard without blinking. Even Duanmu Yu had not forced him into such a situation. How could this priest named Tong Zhenzhen have such superb skills?
He glanced unwillingly at Tong Zhenzhen who was standing on the steps. She had her hands naturally behind her back, and her red lips curled up in a confident smile, as if all this was easy for her. This relaxed look formed a sharp contrast with Yan Yu.
"Hey, General Duanmu, what's the current situation? Who has the upper hand?" Yan Yue was a lazy guy and naturally not good at this kind of work that took several hours to do, so he turned his head to ask the expert next to him.
Duanmu Yu did not take his eyes off the electronic chessboard in the middle of the hall, and replied softly:
"My Lord, the priest currently has the upper hand, and Your Majesty is powerless to fight back, and is already losing ground."
"Is this true? Can the emperor's uncle be forced into such a situation?!" Yan Yue was shocked. Although he was not an expert in this field, he knew that Yan Yu was quite accomplished in chess. How could he be defeated by the opponent?
Duanmu Yu nodded affirmatively. He expected that this battle would not be easy, but he never expected that Yan Yu, who was an excellent chess player, would be suppressed like this. If this continued, after a while, no, soon -
"I lost."
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