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Chapter 1279 Daoman lineage, Dao Longbow(3/3)

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You provoke me not to fight, but to play chess?

Besides, I am not a chess player to begin with. I am no longer allowed to call myself a chess player. What kind of punishment is this? What does it mean to be qualified to meet the barbarian god? When did I say that I wanted to meet the barbarian god?

baffling!

Ning Fan suddenly lost interest when he heard that the other party didn't want to fight, but wanted to play chess.

If they were fighting, if the opponent came to challenge him, and he killed the opponent by mistake, he might still get a lot of points; if he killed the opponent, he might also be able to increase his cultivation level.

But what's the benefit of playing chess? Why should he waste time on this person...

But at this moment, the Holy Son Thunder Book prompt sounded.

[Trigger side mission]

[Side mission: The provocation of the mysterious general]

[If you win in the middle game, you can get 20 to 100 stars; if you win a small game, you can get 5 to 10 stars; if you draw, there is no loss; if you lose, you will get dozens of stars deducted. There is no penalty for refusing to play.]

Oh? It turns out to be a good person who delivers points to your door.

No, it's also possible that the opponent's chess skills are much better than mine. In this game, I lost points and got deducted points, but even if I deducted points, it was only ten points. But if I won, I would win a lot more.

Ning Fan did not immediately accept the opponent's matchup, but thought about it for a while and finally nodded in agreement.

"Are we going to play here?" Ning Fan asked.

"No! I have changed my mind! I am going to defeat you in front of thousands of chess players! Defeating you here is not an insult at all!"

This person's tone is really loud. Yes, Senior Chaoli reminded me that in this trial world, I must be cautious in everything. In this case...

Ning Fan took out the Ten Thousand Years Chess Power Fruit that he had received from defeating the Stone Ghost Master before and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Hmph! What's the use of sharpening a gun before battle!" General Xuanzhao sneered.

He could naturally tell that Ning Fan had eaten a Dao Fruit, but he did not see clearly the quality of the Dao Fruit. He only thought that the other party was nervous before the battle and ate an ordinary Dao Fruit to refresh his mind.

Then without further words, he led Ning Fan toward the inner court of the Dao Fruit Conference.

The inner court is a place that no one can enter without an invitation, but with the Northern Barbarian Kingdom's Mysterious Strike God General leading the way, no one will stop Ning Fan without foresight.

So Ning Fan just sneaked into the inner court in a daze.

In the inner court, there are thousands of chess players gathered here, and people can be seen fighting in the game everywhere.

And when the news spread that Xuan Strike God was about to play against someone, many people stopped playing and were shocked.

"Who is it! How dare you challenge the divine general Xuan Bing? I wonder if Xuan Bing is a second-grade chess player!"

"The first level is in trance, the second level is sitting in the mirror. The second level is dignified, how can it be a wasted reputation! I once played ten rounds of chess with Xuan Jing Shen General, and lost all ten games. This person's chess ability is extraordinary, especially in the layout stage, from the first level

It puts a lot of pressure on people at the beginning, and then the pressure increases layer upon layer, leaving no room for breathing at all!”

"I heard that it was not someone who came to challenge Xuan Bing, but that Xuan Bing initiated the challenge!"

"Who is worthy of being condescended to challenge by Xuanzang? Could it be that he is a first-class chess player?"

"There are certainly many first-level chess players in the Three Realms, but among the first-level players coming this time, there is absolutely no such person. Who is this person?"

"I recognize him, he is Zhang Dao of the Hunkun Holy Sect."

"Oh? Is it that Zhang Dao?"

"It turned out to be that person..."

As soon as they heard that the mysterious general was challenging Zhang Dao, some chess players who had heard of Zhang Dao became even more interested and immediately went to watch the match.

These people have obviously heard the story of Zhang Dao. To sum it up, it is a Go prodigy who became famous at a young age, was kicked out for gambling, and became a slightly famous chess player in the real world because of the battle at Qixia Temple.

However, many years have passed since Zhang Dao became a member of the Hunkun Holy Sect and learned chess from other Buddhists. No one knows how good this person is at chess now, so some people want to take the opportunity to observe.

But obviously there are more people who don’t know Zhang Dao.

There were more and more people watching, and the coldness on General Xuanzhi's face became more and more intense. There was also a hint of black energy that ordinary people couldn't see, and it continued to gather towards the center of his eyebrows.

At this moment, Xuan Jing had completely forgotten the Barbarian God's reminder.

[You have been having frequent delusional thoughts recently, which is a sign of calamity. I am afraid that someone has secretly used deception methods to lure you into calamity. Before countless calamities, if you were under the guidance of a saint, you would die if you entered. Even a saint would not do it.

Dare to show up publicly at this time to avoid unnecessary wear and tear.】

That's right, he had long forgotten the Barbarian God's reminder. At this moment, he only had one thought, which was to torture 'Zhang Dao' in a game in front of thousands of chess players, so that the opponent would lose all face in front of the world and become a chess player.

laughing stock!

When this kind of twisted mentality appears in a quasi-sage, everyone would find it strange, but because Xuanzhang was in a calamity, he couldn't notice anything abnormal about himself at all.

"In this game, I will give you three pieces. If you can win, I will behead myself here! If you lose, I will chop off your ten fingers and make you unable to touch chess in this life!"

Xuan Strike God General Zhang Kuang laughed and said, but he instantly tampered with the bet he had made before. Such dishonest words are really not the work of the Quasi-Saint.

Ning Fan frowned slightly, not because he didn't like the other party's arrogance and changing the bet, but... he saw the black energy flashing between Xuan Jing's eyebrows.

His eyes flashed green, and he looked at the black energy. What he saw was not the black energy itself, but some mysterious existence in the endless distance that controlled the black energy.

When he tried to see everything about the opponent clearly, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his eyes, and then two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes and splashed on the chessboard.

"A saint..." Ning Fan wiped away his blood and tears with a solemn expression.

It seems that the reason why the mysterious general in front of me behaves so arrogantly is because he fell into the scheme of a certain saint.

Is there an unknown saint who is harming the Mystic General Mysterious Strike? Or is it through the Mysterious General Mysterious Strike that he is harming the 'Zhangdao' he plays?

Or... what the saint really planned was the Northern Barbarian Kingdom itself. Is this also a part of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom's impending disaster...

"Oh? Are you so nervous and frightened when facing this general that you shed tears of blood?" Xuan Jing sneered.

Normal people would find it abnormal, but he couldn't see the deep meaning behind it at all. At this moment, his mind was in an extremely subtle state, as if everything came from his own thinking, but his thinking seemed to be influenced by others.

Outside the Northern Barbarians, in an endless distance, in the realm of a certain saint.

A Buddhist saint with a solemn treasure appearance crosses his legs between the golden sky and the black sea, as if he has been extinguished for eternity.

But at the moment when Ning Fan's gaze was caught, the Buddha's golden eyes opened, revealing an unexpected expression.
Chapter completed!
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