Chapter 414
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"In the previous games, when the flowers bloomed all over the chessboard, Mr. Munro won completely!"
"What is that kid playing? The floating island cloud platform can show the chessboard's artistic conception, but he hasn't shown anything yet. It seems like he can't win! "
"That's for sure. How can he beat Mr. Munro?"
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A lot of disdainful comments came from all directions.
Mo Yu Xi was getting more and more worried.
"Weng! Weng!"
Flowers bloomed one after another. Mr. Munro seemed to have completely suppressed Yan Chuan, but he didn't feel happy at all. Instead, he became more and more serious.
On the contrary, Yan Chuan, who seemed to be at a disadvantage, smiled slightly. "Mr. Munro, you were careless!"
Mr. Munro's eyes narrowed as he looked at the chessboard.
"Let's continue!" Mr. Munro insisted.
"You shouldn't have given up in the beginning. The more you struggle, the more painful it is!" Yan Chuan laughed.
Mr. Munro looked at Yan Chuan and smiled bitterly, but he still shook his head and continued to persist.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!" "…"
The flowers were still blooming, and they had covered most of the chessboard. It seemed like Mr. Munro was going to win completely.
Holding a white piece, Mr. Munro looked at the chessboard quietly, as if he couldn't make a move.
"This game is too flashy. Can you see the countless murderous intentions behind the flashy moves? Mr. Munro, although you and I haven't interacted much, I can see that you are a man of great wisdom. Can't you see the murderous intentions behind the flashy moves? The Dazhao Holy Land doesn't suit you. This is not a place where you should stay! "Yan Chuan said softly.
"Hmm?" Mr. Munro raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Chuan.
Was there a hidden meaning in Yan Chuan's words?
"Your talent didn't win the respect you deserved in the Dazhao Holy Land. Time after time, you were only used. Although it was flashy, it was all an illusion. Can't you tell? "Yan Chuan asked.
Mr. Munro frowned and looked at Yan Chuan. Finally, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I appreciate Prince Yan's kindness, but there are many things that are beyond my control!"
"Pa!"
The chess pieces continued to fall.
"I'm just reminding you. Everything is still up to you!" Yan Chuan stopped trying to persuade him.
At this point, it would be annoying if she continued to insist. She just needed to show her attitude to Mr. Munro.
"Buzz!"
Flowers gradually bloomed all over the chessboard.
"How's my chess compared to Yi Feng's?" Mr. Munro asked as he placed his chess piece with difficulty.
"It's a different concept. He's playing chess like he's laying out a grand scheme! You're showing off when you play chess! "Yan Chuan laughed as he placed his chess piece down.
"Show?"
"Delicate, beautiful! Although delicate, it's full of vitality. Although I don't know why you're in the Dazhao Holy Land, I can see that you're putting all your eggs in one basket. You'll be miserable if you only attack and don't defend! "Yan Chuan shook his head and sighed.
"Oh?"
"It just so happens that the black pieces I placed are on the path of the undercurrent. They're murderous and lifeless. Feel it!" Yan Chuan placed down another piece.
"Pa!"
A piece was placed.
"Phew!"
On the huge virtual chessboard, a huge flower suddenly withered.
"Eh? Look, what's going on? The flower withered? "
"Ah, it's not just that one flower. One flower after another is withering?"
"What's going on? Isn't Mr. Munro going to win? "
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Amidst the exclamations of the surrounding cultivators, Mr. Munro lost again and again.
Withered, one flower after another is withering!
PS: Complete!
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