"Master, what should we do now?" Gouchen asked with a frown.
Gouchen saw malice in the eyes of the Saints and the hundred thousand participants. Everyone was looking at Gu Hai coldly.
The Saints obviously wanted the participants to attack Gu Hai and make him go down in history with infamy.
During the Thousand Saints Assembly, one could enter the Sacred Temple of Arts with the recommendation of the Saints. Now, none of the Saints were willing to do so. They looked at Gu Hai as if he had killed their father. Could they still compete?
Gu Hai looked at the Daqiansheng in the distance. Seeing that the Daqiansheng's expression did not change, he took a deep breath and said, "Things are indeed bad, but it may not be the end of the road. I'll go to the chess battle area first!"
"But …!"
"The three of you are in charge of carefully observing the participants who are playing the guqin, calligraphy, and painting. Pick out their masterpieces and we'll talk about it later. Do your best and leave the rest to fate!" Gu Hai instructed.
"Yes!" Gouchen, Changsheng, and Zi Wei smiled bitterly.
The Da Qian participants were confused. What did His Holiness mean? Should they continue to support Gu Hai?
That shouldn't be the case. Now that the Saints were angry at Gu Hai, was there a need to continue supporting him? Would the Saints be able to recommend Gu Hai in the end? That was impossible.
Everyone felt bitter and looked at Gu Hai with jealousy. Why was he so lucky?
No matter what, His Holiness's will could not be changed. Everyone went to their respective areas to prepare for the competition.
Chess battle area.
The Ninth Young Master was the host. Soon, about ten thousand people chose to battle.
Chess battle. Among the hundred thousand participants, the least number chose to battle.
"Mr. Goode, we meet again!" the Ninth Young Master said with a smile.
"Ninth Young Master, how have you been? Have you found a substitute?" Gu Hai asked with a smile.
"Substitute? Easier said than done. Let's not talk about anything else for now. Mr. Goode, be careful later! "The Ninth Young Master said with a smile.
Gu Hai nodded.
The ten thousand or so people were numbered in the blink of an eye. Gu Hai was assigned number one.
"For chess players, each round lasts for two hours. When the two hours are up, the victor will be decided immediately! I won't wait if you're late! "Ninth Young Master shouted.
"Yes, sir!" the ten thousand chess cultivators answered.
Gu Hai bowed slightly.
Slowly, the ten thousand Go cultivators sat down.
Once the chess pieces were laid out, they immediately began to play.
"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"
A series of chess pieces were placed in the entire chess area.
At this moment, the Sky Full Sage was also looking down curiously, especially at Gu Hai's chessboard. After all, other people might not remember, but Gu Hai was deeply remembered.
There was no way he wouldn't remember this participant. This person was too arrogant. How could he still have the face to continue the competition after insulting a Saint?
In front of Gu Hai was a man in red.
"Gu Hai, sorry to offend you!" The man in red revealed a cold smile. He seemed to be quite excited.
Because Gu Hai was hated by the Saints, his game would definitely attract the attention of the Saints. If he could defeat Gu Hai, wouldn't the Saints see him in a different light? Wouldn't the Saints be grateful to him?
As long as he could defeat Gu Hai, the Saints would definitely recommend him. Definitely.
No, it wouldn't just be one Saint. Perhaps all the Saints would be grateful to him and recommend him. As long as he could defeat Gu Hai, would he be able to get first place? Would he be able to enter the Sacred Temple of Wen Dao?
The man in red looked at Gu Hai with eyes full of excitement and malice.
"This chess cultivator, you're drooling!" Gu Hai said with a strange expression.
Whoosh! The man in red immediately swallowed, wiped his mouth, and said, "Hurry up, let's start. Let me defeat you, you insulting gentleman!"
"…!" Gu Hai was speechless.
Although Gu Hai did not want to play against this person, he still played. Stone after Stone, the man in red drooled as he excitedly played.
Fifteen minutes later:
"Thanks for letting me win!" Gu Hai said indifferently.
"Ah? What? That's impossible. How can you play so many …?! "The man in red could not believe this result.
After all, he was the number one Go master on this island. In just fifteen minutes, Gu Hai had already swallowed most of his Go stones?
Thanks for letting me win? This was already Gu Hai taking care of the man in red's face. If he continued playing, there would be no more space for him to play.
Gu Hai won the first game.
Naturally, Gu Hai's Go board was the focus of everyone's attention.
"Good Go skills!" Kong Di, who was preparing his essay in the distance, narrowed his eyes.
"Fifteen minutes? The other side got completely wiped out? What a good setup! "Qing Emperor said.
"Humph! How lucky!" Taishang, who was in the distance, said coldly.
"They are not on the same level!" The Future Buddha sighed softly.
As for the North Star, the Longevity Sage, and the Purple Micro, they were roaming around everywhere, looking at this and that. When the countless literary cultivators saw the three of them, they all looked at them with disdain. However, the three of them were extremely thick-skinned and they did not take it seriously at all.
"What a lousy drawing!"
"What the hell is he writing?"
"Is this a piece of music?"
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Everywhere they went, they drew disgust.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Half of the ten thousand Go cultivators were gone in the blink of an eye. Only about five thousand remained.
Five thousand continued.
Another arrogant and excited blue-clad Go cultivator thought that he could reach the peak of life after defeating Gu Hai. He spouted nonsense. Spittle flew everywhere as he scolded Gu Hai.
Gu Hai frowned and ignored him. Instead, he looked at an attendant at the side and said, "Can I trouble you to change the Go board? This one is already covered in saliva. I never play Saliva Go!"
"Hmph!" The blue-clad Go cultivator snorted.
Half an hour later.
"Thank you for going easy on me!" Gu Hai said lightly.
The blue-clad Go cultivator stared in disbelief.
Another half was eliminated. About 2,500 Go cultivators were left.
Six hours later. Half an hour later.
"Thank you for going easy on me!" Gu Hai said lightly.
"Mr. Goode is amazing. I'm sincerely convinced!" He finally met a normal Go cultivator.
There were 1,250 Go cultivators left.
Eight hours later. Half an hour later.
"Thank you for going easy on me!"
"Ten hours later. Half an hour later."
"Thank you for going easy on me!"
"Thank you for going easy on me!"
"Thank you for going easy on me!"
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Eighteen hours later, there were only 39 Go cultivators left.
In every game, Gu Hai would place a Go piece for half an hour, and his opponent would lose. They would lose completely and cleanly.
The Go Sages who were watching from high up in the sky felt depressed.
"Gu Hai? How is his Go Dao so amazing? "
"Hmph, I see that there are a few people around him who are on par with him. He just hasn't met an expert yet!"
"What if he's going to be number one?"
"How can he be number one?"
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The Go Sages were talking coldly.
The Da Qian citizens were dazzled. Perhaps there were too many people competing, especially in the Go combat area. Many of the citizens were only staring at Gu Hai.
The way he played Go so cleanly and cleanly that many people were dumbfounded.
"Mr. Goode is amazing!"
"No wonder His Holiness thinks highly of Gu Hai!"
"What a pity. What's the point of thinking highly of Gu Hai? What's the point of not choosing him? "
Twenty hours later, Gu Hai was deliberately given a bye so that someone else could place a Go piece. 19 people were selected to enter the next round with Gu Hai.
At that moment, people gradually began to write on the zither, book, and painting.
That was especially so for those who were painting. One by one, they began to pick up their brushes and paint Gu Hai with the character 'Villain' as the theme.
Of course, there were also some who did not deliberately target Gu Hai. However, most of them targeted Gu Hai as their first target. That was because he was the Sage's judge after all, and they had to cater to his liking. If the Sage wanted to attack Gu Hai, then what if they followed the Sage's line of thought? Perhaps the Sage would be happy and recommend them?
Painting, painting, painting. One by one, ugly images based on Gu Hai were slowly painted.
"Mr. Goode, this doesn't look good. They're all painting you as the villain!" Chang Sheng frowned and said worriedly.
"So what?" Gu Hai smiled and said.
"I'm not sure about the zither, Go, calligraphy, and Go, but they're painting you too much. It'll affect your temperament later!" Chang Sheng said worriedly.
"Oh?" Gu Hai was puzzled.
"Painting can express one's thoughts through painting. They're full of malice toward you, Mr. Goode. Their malice can be expressed through painting, and it can form illusions that affect Mr. Goode. Mr. Goode's painting will definitely be attacked. At that time …!" Chang Sheng said with a bitter smile.
"Wait, did you say painting will? If I have painting will, I'll be attacked by their painting will? "Gu Hai asked curiously.
"Yes!"
"What if I don't have it?" Gu Hai whispered.
"How is that possible? Mr. Goode's literary cultivation is so powerful. He should have at least some painting will!" Chang Sheng said in shock.
"Uh, alright. Let's not talk about it for now!" Gu Hai said with a bitter smile.
He did not have any painting will at all.
Wouldn't this group of people's attacks be useless?
"Earlier, you saw them drawing. They are drawing me. Why don't you draw me as well?" Gu Hai asked with a change in expression. "That's right.
"Me? How do I paint? "Chang Sheng said blankly.
"They paint me as evil, and you paint me as good. Won't that work?" Gu Hai asked doubtfully.
"But I only know how to paint eggs. Unless you teach me how to do it!" Chang Sheng said blankly.
"…!" Gu Hai was speechless.
Chang Sheng had let it slip. Gu Hai suddenly understood why Chang Sheng always wanted to paint eggs. It turned out that he was subjective and creative. He only knew how to paint eggs.
"Forget it then!" Gu Hai said with a bitter smile.
"Don't, Mr. Goode. Although I only paint eggs, if you tell me what to paint, I can also paint according to your instructions!" Chang Sheng immediately stopped him.
Chang Sheng had gotten into big trouble. He felt guilty and uneasy. Naturally, he wanted to make up for it.
"Alright, then how about this. Have you seen the court assembly? Just paint a painting of me sitting on the dragon throne and answering the ministers! "Gu Hai said casually.
"That's good. It's very awe-inspiring to be an emperor to discipline his ministers. Mr. Goode, don't worry. I'll definitely paint it well!" Chang Sheng immediately promised.
"You're not allowed to paint eggs!" Gu Hai said again.
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Chang Sheng said excitedly.
As he said that, Chang Sheng ran excitedly to the study table at the side and began to paint.
Before he painted, Chang Sheng's expression had a dazed excitement. As if he had thought of some forbidden image, he let out a chuckle.
When Gu Hai saw Chang Sheng's chuckle, his expression froze. He was a little worried about Chang Sheng. Would he paint something strange again?
He wanted to stop Chang Sheng, but the Ninth Young Master called out to him.
"Mr. Goode, it's now the eleventh round. Including you, there are still twenty chess players left. Please take a seat!" the Ninth Young Master said.
"Alright!" Gu Hai sighed softly and nodded.
Glancing at Chang Sheng, Gu Hai could only give up and not stop him.
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