Chapter 561
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"Which ancestor made such a stupid rule?" Dongfang Zhengpai said angrily.
Dongfang Zhengpai's expression changed as he said bitterly, "Teacher, I'm just feeling sorry for the Julu Academy. I didn't mean to offend that ancestor. Please don't punish me by making me copy books!"
However, Meng Lingtian didn't blame him this time. Instead, he looked at Dongfang Zhengpai strangely and said, "It was your ancestor, Dongfang Bubai, who made the rule!"
"Pfft!"
Immediately, the other students laughed.
"What are you laughing at? My ancestor is wise and powerful. Is he someone you can laugh at? I was praising him. Do you understand? "Dongfang Zhengpai shouted.
Everyone laughed even harder.
Dongfang Zhengpai could only watch the Heavenly Bestowment Conference speechlessly.
Meng Rongrong kept looking at Yan Chuan on the screen. She bit her lip with a complicated look in her eyes.
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The Heavenly Bestowment Square.
There were two easels on the stage, each with a long piece of white paper.
Mr. Munro was looking at one of the pieces of paper and holding a brush in his hand. He seemed to be thinking about how to proceed.
On the other side, Sima Yuntian and Yi Feng's game had officially begun.
"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"
The two of them placed their pieces quickly. Sima Yuntian looked at the chessboard with a serious expression.
"Hmm? You can understand my layout just by looking at one of my games? "Sima Yuntian raised his eyebrows.
Yi Feng didn't say anything and continued to place his pieces.
Yi Feng's mana was limited, so he didn't inject any mana into the chessboard. Only a whirlwind appeared above his head. Sima Yuntian seemed to want to play against Yi Feng. He didn't inject any mana into the chessboard either. He just placed his pieces normally.
In the distance, the Confucians of Julu Academy all widened their eyes because this game of Go was perhaps more profound than any Go game they had ever seen before.
"Pah! Pah!"
The pieces continued to be placed. Mr. Munro also started to match the colors.
Paintings had a lot of colors. Only when they were colorful would they be dazzling. But this time, Mr. Wen Ruo only used black ink. At the same time, he placed a lot of water trays and dripped different amounts of black ink into them, forming a palette of different degrees of black. They were all black, but the shades were different.
"Bang!"
Mr. Munro was the first to pick up his brush.
"A black and white painting? Haha, with just one color, you want to create an unparalleled masterpiece. Wen Ruo, your growth really surprises me! "Sima Yuntian's eyes flashed with a golden light.
While playing chess with Yi Feng, he also watched Mr. Wen Ruo splash ink.
Yi Feng's chess moves were extremely upright. Sima Yuntian and Yi Feng had played for close to two hours before the quick chess ended. The speed at which the two placed their chess pieces began to slow down.
Gradually, they started Mr. Munro.
When the piece was placed, Sima Yuntian looked at Yi Feng in surprise.
"Yi, where are you from? The art of chess is so amazing? You're even better than the Virtuous Sages of the academies. May I ask where you learned from? "Mr. Munro asked seriously.
Yi Feng smiled and said, "I'm just a commoner from the countryside! I don't have a teacher. At most, I learned a little from my king! "
"A commoner? You don't have a teacher? Did you learn something from your King? Who's your king? "Mr. Munro frowned.
"Mr. Munro, aren't you asking the obvious?" Yi Feng placed his piece.
"Yan Chuan?" Mr. Munro frowned and looked at Yan Chuan.
PS: I can't explode these few days. I'm sorry, but after I finish my work, I'll explode for a few days!
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