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Chapter 508

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Facing the five Confucian scholars, Yi Feng smiled and said, "That's all there is to it!"

The five Confucian scholars ignored him and continued to stare at the chessboard.

Not far away, Liu Zilu held a teacup and looked at the chessboard quietly.

"Senior Brother, do we still want to continue?" One of the Confucian scholars asked bitterly.

"Yes, Senior Brother. It has already been 54 rounds, and Yi Feng has not lost a single round. We have completely lost this round!" Wang Long said with an ugly expression.

"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!"

Yi Feng placed a piece on each of the five chessboards.

"Thank you for letting me win!" Yi Feng smiled.

"How can that be?" The five Confucian scholars looked at the chessboard in disbelief.

However, after looking at it for a while, the five Confucian scholars looked disappointed and bitter.

"Master Yi Feng won again!"

"And he won all five rounds at the same time?"

"Master Yi Feng's chess skills are too amazing!"

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The crowd exclaimed in admiration. The five Great Confucian scholars stood up and walked in front of Liu Zilu.

"Senior Brother! We are useless! "The five of them said bitterly.

"Rest! It's fine! "Liu Zilu consoled.

"Yes!"

"Do we still want to continue?" Dongfang Zhengpai laughed excitedly.

"Go, the five of you!" Liu Zilu said to the remaining five Confucian scholars.

"Senior Brother?" Wang Long was confused.

"Go!" Liu Zilu insisted.

"Yes!" The five Confucian scholars went to the chessboard again.

"Go ahead!" Yi Feng was happy to see them go.

Yi Feng played against the five Confucian scholars again.

"Hahaha, sixty Confucian scholars, great!" Dongfang Zhengpai laughed excitedly.

On the other side, the Confucian scholars' faces were extremely ugly.

"Senior Brother, we have already lost so much. Why are we still playing? Won't it be too embarrassing? "Wang Long said with an ugly expression.

"We have already lost our face. It doesn't matter!" Liu Zilu said calmly.

"Alright!" The Confucian scholars nodded.

Liu Zilu stared at the chessboard and drank his tea calmly.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa!"

One day later, the five Confucian scholars were defeated by Yi Feng again.

At this moment, the thousands of scholars invited to the Peak Literary Gathering were all standing on Yi Feng's side. They were all abnormally excited.

"Hahaha, Liu Zilu, you are the only one left. Are you going to continue?" Dongfang Zhengpai said proudly.

"Let's stop here!" Yi Feng smiled.

"Why stop here? I haven't made my move yet, so the outcome is still undecided! "Liu Zilu said with a smile.

"Hahaha, the outcome is still uncertain? It's already like this, what's the point of playing anymore? Are all of Sima Yuntian's disciples this shameless? "Dongfang Zhengpai said disdainfully.

The words of the Eastern Orthodox Faction represented the thoughts of nearly ten thousand Confucian cultivators. What else could they do? He had already lost to such an extent. Could it be that he was going to lose the last piece of cloth to cover his shame? Wasn't it embarrassing?

"Alright!" Yi Feng also smiled.

Liu Zilu and Yi Feng sat down.

Although the scholarly cultivators had looks of disdain on their faces, they still stared at the chessboard.

Liu Zilu stayed until the end. His chess skills were indeed much better than the others. There were a few times when he even made Yi Feng feel a little embarrassed.

However, Yi Feng's chess skills were incomparably sharp. The more he played, the fiercer he became. Finally, one day later, Liu Zilu conceded defeat.

"Hahahaha, I gave you some face but you didn't want to. Now you have lost, right? You overestimated yourself! "Dongfang Zhengpai said with a smile.

Lost!

The 60 Confucian scholars lost so thoroughly! So much so that they hadn't won a single game until now. As Liu Zilu conceded defeat, the faces of the Confucian scholars all turned red.

Thinking back to the past, the 72 Confucian scholars were so high-spirited. How could they have fallen to such a state?

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