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Snap!

There was a sound of chess pieces hitting chess pieces.

The hanging black chess piece was actually close to the white chess piece, lifting both the punishment thunder and the dharma tablet finger.

At this moment, this chess piece is like a mysterious eye. The dim light is disturbing in it, and it does have the depth of history.

Under the ravages of violent lightning, there is still order.

"Now is the time for me to make a move..." the voice in the black chess piece said: "Is your move against the rules?"

With just one collision, the white chess piece collapsed into millions of debris, but between the debris, there were electric wires shining... The electric light stitched the chess piece together.

Ju Gui's face was expressionless: "Sir, you are a senior, you might as well let me go first."

The collision of two chess pieces has the potential to destroy the world.

The ripples that destroyed all things spread out from the pavilion in the middle of the lake——

The stone bridge and the small lake all disappeared one foot at a time. The entire Qinku Academy was wiped out in an instant.

This small pavilion alone has become an immortal space at this moment because of the [Black and White Dharma Realm] that has been cast and shrunk in an instant.

"Since you know that I am the senior, you must know how to respect your elders!" The voice of the black chess piece actually reflected the magnificence of Legalism at this moment.

This is the voice of Xue Gui, the master of Legalism in the medieval era!

The person opposite was indeed a great historian, and at this moment he summoned Xue Gui’s historical Dharma voice to shake up the [Black and White Dharma Realm] that had been laid for a long time.

But the reason why this [Black and White Dharma Realm] is indestructible is not only because Ju Gui has understood the world and established rules, but also because there is a man named Qin Zhizhen who repeatedly refined the void with horizontal and vertical knives and cast it into an iron wall.

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So when the word "respect the elders" rang out, a man in black clothes and a sword appeared next to him. He put his hands together and hugged the chessboard... In the endless void, an infinitely tall Emperor Yama hugged the universe.

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At this moment, there was an infinite cracking sound.

Qin Zhizhen remained silent. He was a silent rock, an immortal iron wall, and an indestructible warrior!

Bang!

Surrounded by iron arms, the space is permanent.

Ju Gui was still sitting on the regular square stool, looking down at the chess game, pressing the pieces with his fingers: "I am your junior, but in Taixu Pavilion, I am the eldest one."

The voice in Black asked: "You want to say that you can take responsibility for your decisions, that you have to bear everything for them, your so-called colleagues?"

"I really want to say this. After so many years, I should indeed take responsibility and protect these respectable colleagues... But in fact, I am not."

The lightning pattern on Ju Gui's eyebrows, which looked like a living thing, actually cracked at this moment, revealing a vertical pupil intertwined with blazing white electric light!

Throughout the history of Qinku Academy, the thunders of the past and present have been controlled by him.

The sound of thunder and lightning was extremely harsh at this moment. The vitality between heaven and earth seemed to be trembling.

Ju Gui's voice still didn't make much waves: "I mean - I am the one with the least talent among our group."

He calmly declared: "If I lose, you don't win - instead of struggling hard, you might as well wait for the result."

Boom!

The blazing white light turned into a spear that seemed both virtual and real, passing through the fingers of the stele, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder, and the white chess piece stitched together by the electric light... and pierced the center of the black chess piece!

Click, click, click—

The black chess piece finally opened a gap.

But there was a buzzing sound again.

As time goes by, the black chess piece appears as new again.

The voice finally could no longer be calm: "Thirty years of time have not passed, and eight thousand years of suffering have been tortured! Those who don't know the suffering here actually said the word 'wait' - who are you, why should I stop me from returning home!?"

Every breath in the historical cemetery is the extension of time. Thirty years... is indeed too long.

The power emerging from the black chess piece spreads its teeth and claws on the cosmic chessboard. Each chessboard grid is like a historical prison. Every chessboard grid has a roar like a trapped animal.

Across time and space, the pain is written in the window of history and projected on the Qinjin Academy at this moment.

That kind of pain should be felt even by Ju Gui!

However, the vertical and horizontal chess lines on the chessboard are all glowing with a cold iron color at this moment. They are called lines and established as [iron walls].

Qin Zhizhen's power also spread to the chessboard.

Kick Kick Kick!

The cracks in Black's chess piece that had just been healed appeared again.

But Li Yi, who had always seemed illusory on the top of the pavilion, suddenly solidified at this moment, and his eyes dropped like swords.

"I can understand your mood, but what if it's not me sitting across from you?" Jugui said slowly: "Wait as if we didn't come."

His electric eyes were like the sun and moon hanging high in the sky, making him appear more majestic and fierce, like the clear-sighted master in the play who came to solve this major case that confuses history.

However, no matter what kind of drama he is, he cannot write the word "jugui" or describe his life.

Black Qi's voice finally fell silent, as if falling into the deep sea: "...What are you waiting for?"

Ju Gui raised his head and looked at the sky outside the pavilion, looking, looking, until a black spot suddenly appeared deep in the sky, getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearly showing a human figure...

Bang!

A Confucian scholar wearing a ceremonial crown and formal dress, who was elegant and elegant, with a green jade hanging from his waist, fell from the sky and landed in the pavilion.
Chapter completed!