The elder at the other end of the chessboard also raised his eyebrows when he saw Ye Futian place his piece, not understanding what was going on.
He waved his hand and placed his second piece, ignoring Ye Futian's piece. His game used matrices as chess pieces, and they formed a whole. No matter how Ye Futian played, the result would be the same.
Unless Ye Futian's chess matrices were stronger than his, and only then would his game be broken.
Sage Wanxiang did not say a word, and Ye Futian placed his piece casually. Very quickly, he felt an immense pressure coming from the chessboard. He could faintly feel that his opponent's chess pieces were gathering momentum, and every time a chess piece was placed on the chessboard, the momentum would increase by several degrees.
Using Freedom Meditation, he looked at the chessboard and felt that he was not the player, but rather in the middle of the game. He could faintly feel a strong suppressive rule power coming from the sky, pressing down on his body. Under such pressure, the player would need to expend their spiritual energy to resist. As such, the energy spent on chess would be divided, and it would be even more difficult to win the game.
Being in the middle of the game, Ye Futian had a strange feeling, and he felt a little excited. Was this a chess battle? This was the first time he had experienced it.
He waved his hand, and starry pieces fell one after another. He did not wait for Sage Wanxiang, but continued to play, as if he had entered his own state. Under Freedom Meditation, he seemed to be able to see the game more clearly, and every piece he placed was able to interrupt his opponent's momentum.
Or rather, at the moment, Ye Futian was not really playing chess, but more like he was breaking the matrices.
"Go seven or five." At that moment, Sage Wanxiang's voice was heard, interrupting Ye Futian's excitement. He cursed under his breath, but he still did as he was told, placing his piece on the seven or five position.
The placement of that piece seemed to interrupt the change that the elder was about to set up. His eyes flashed, and he continued to place his piece, making up for it in other ways.
"Go six or eight," Sage Wanxiang said again. Ye Futian continued to place his piece. He could also feel that Sage Wanxiang's placement was even more exquisite than his. Or rather, it could be said that Sage Wanxiang's placement was even more immoral than Sage Wanxiang's. His very precise placement was all for the sake of preventing his opponent from gaining momentum.
"Level six or four."
"Enter the ninety-seven road."
Ye Futian heard the voices one after another. The elder frowned slightly and looked a little unhappy. What kind of despicable move was this? This kind of chess strategy was completely out of order, and it did not form a formation. It could even be described as a mess. But it just so happened that it disrupted his formation.
Every time a chess piece landed, it made people want to beat the other party up.
A look of displeasure flashed in the elder's eyes, but he continued to play chess. He did not believe that such a style of chess could stop his game.
As time passed, the number of chess pieces on the chessboard increased, and the rule power grew stronger, spreading out in all directions. Many people stood on the rocks not far away and watched the two of them play. All of them wore strange expressions.
How could there be such a shameless move?
These were all dirty tricks. They looked very messy, but they were actually effective.
The golden cauldron on the chessboard kept trying to take shape, but it seemed to have countless cracks, preventing the golden cauldron's momentum from truly taking shape. The scattered starry chess pieces contained very overbearing power, and the golden cauldron that had yet to take shape could not be crushed at all.
The number of chess pieces on the chessboard increased. The elder raised his hand, and a chess piece that contained overbearing rule power appeared there, but he was unable to place it for a long time. His expression was extremely ugly. He had a feeling that no matter how he placed the piece, he would not be able to form the matrix.
"No more." The elder smashed the piece on the chessboard, and a rumbling sound was heard in an instant. The game was destroyed, and Ye Futian had a strange look on his face. He turned around and looked at Sage Wanxiang. The quack was indeed a quack. He had actually calculated all the changes and left his opponent with no more pieces to play.
At Chess Peak, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Futian. Was that even possible?
Many people studied the way of chess before coming to Chess Saint Villa, or perhaps they were good at it in the first place. However, it was the first time they had seen such a way of playing that rendered them speechless. While it was rather unsightly, it was nonetheless thought-provoking upon closer inspection. To be able to predict one's opponent's moves and seal them off in advance, thus affecting the entire game, just how powerful was one's mental calculation ability?
Ye Futian returned to his previous position and looked at Sage Wanxiang with a strange expression.
Jiu Gongzi naturally knew that it was not Ye Futian who had done it, but Sage Wanxiang who had been guiding him. Sage Wanxiang had said before that he would be able to predict the changes in the game, and Jiu Gongzi had thought that it would be a joke. He did not expect Sage Wanxiang to actually be able to do it.
"Is that enough?" Ye Futian looked at Jiu Gongzi and asked.
Jiu Gongzi looked at Ye Futian and nodded, feeling rather speechless.
"Let's try the second game then." Ye Futian seemed to be rather interested and stepped onto the second chessboard. Many eyes fell on him at the same time, watching him play.
It was the same as the first game. Other than the opening where he placed his pieces randomly, he dealt with every move after that as if he was pestering his opponent. The elder who was overseeing the chessboard said angrily after the game ended, "I've never seen such ugly chess moves."
Then came the third and fourth games.
Ye Futian broke through six major chess games in a row, and the difficulty increased. Even Sage Wanxiang found it taxing. There were more and more changes in the game, and Ye Futian was finally defeated in the seventh game. He was blasted out of the chessboard by the terrifying chess matrix.
Even so, the frightening result of winning six games in a row had everyone looking at Ye Futian and his party curiously.
Ye Futian had gone through seven games of chess and vaguely felt that he had truly grasped the basics and understood the way of playing chess. He found it more and more interesting, and was very interested in it.
"Too many changes, unable to calculate mentally?" Ye Futian asked Sage Wanxiang.
"Looks like I've underestimated the way of chess. I didn't expect a small chessboard to be able to evolve into so many changes. It's like the Great Path. Different chess moves and chess matrices can have such a huge difference in power," Sage Wanxiang said, no longer looking down on chess as he did before.
Of course, as someone who had never truly learned how to play chess, Ye Futian was able to break through to the seventh game just by calculating. That was already extremely terrifying.
One had to know that those chess games were no ordinary ones, but were set up by the Chess Saint. The nine major chess games were getting stronger and stronger.
"I find it interesting too. I'm getting interested in the way of chess." Ye Futian looked at Jiu Gongzi and said, "Do we have to break all nine games to be qualified to receive the lineage of the Chess Saint?"
However, Jiu Gongzi smiled and shook his head. "Yes and no. After breaking all nine games, there's an even stronger game. It's only counted after passing that stage."
Ye Futian and Sage Wanxiang looked at each other. With Sage Wanxiang's abilities, he had only been able to break six games, and the difficulty of the remaining three games was imaginable. However, after the nine games, there was an even stronger game.
What kind of terrifying game of chess would that be?
Ye Futian had no idea, and he found it hard to imagine.
"There's no need to fret over whether or not you'll be able to break it. Han Jing is proficient in chess and matrices, and his mental calculation skills are exceptional. Even so, he only managed to break through the seventh game. Breaking all nine major chess games of Chess Peak is not something that can be done overnight," Jiu Gongzi said with a smile.
There was no way the games set up by his teacher would be simple.
"If that's the case, let's head down the mountain first," Ye Futian said, getting ready to return to Yujing House for the time being.
"Alright." Jiu Gongzi nodded and said to Sage Wanxiang, "If you were to learn how to play chess, I believe you'll be able to break all nine games."
"That's not what I'm interested in." Sage Wanxiang smiled and shook his head. While astrology was not something that could be used often, it was what he was interested in.
Chess games were just the thousands of changes in a chess manual, the way of chess.
Astrology was the endless changes in the world, the way of the world.
They met a middle-aged man when they arrived at Yujing House. The middle-aged man had an extremely ordinary bearing, and his appearance was plain. He looked very friendly and said with a smile when he saw Ye Futian and the others, "Ninth Brother, I heard that you invited some people. Are these your friends?"
"Yeah." Jiu Gongzi nodded and said with a smile, "This is my second brother."
Ye Futian looked at him and saw the middle-aged man nodding at them with a smile, not revealing any aura at all.
However, Ye Futian knew that the second disciple of the Chess Saint, Li Kaishan, was a very frightening archmage with extremely formidable combat ability.
Ye Futian smiled at Li Kaishan and returned the greeting, saying, "Greetings, Mr. Second."
"You're a guest, so there's no need to be so polite. Feel free to do as you please in Yujing House, no need to be so formal," Li Kaishan said with a smile and left.
"Mr. Second seems very casual and easy to get along with," Ye Futian said to Jiu Gongzi. That was in line with what he had heard before.
Li Kaishan, the second disciple of the Chess Saint, was a nice guy.
"Yeah, Second Brother is very gentle and has many friends. This time, Liu Zong was invited by Second Brother to come here, and he should be on his way," Jiu Gongzi said with a smile.
"Liu Zong?" Ye Futian looked puzzled.
"Don't tell me you don't know Liu Zong." Jiu Gongzi looked at Ye Futian with a strange expression. In the Eastern State, there should be no one who did not know of Liu Zong's reputation.
Where did these people before him come from?
"Who?" Ye Futian asked with a smile, answering Jiu Gongzi.
Jiu Gongzi revealed a strange expression and looked at Ye Futian, saying, "Someone who has the ability to break through the nine games."
Ye Futian did not ask further, but in the next few days, he quickly learned who Liu Zong was. That was because the people in the house were talking about him every day, and the people who were most talked about were Liu Zong and Zhou Zichao.
When Zhou Zichao entered Yujing House, the first disciple of the Chess Saint, Yang Xiao, came to greet him personally.
Even more people were looking forward to Liu Zong's arrival. Now that there were more and more famous people in Yujing House, the place became more and more lively. Rumors about Ye Futian would occasionally spread. After all, that chess battle had left a deep impression on people.
At that moment, Ye Futian was rather free. He stayed in Yujing House, and at that moment, he was actually reading a book. There were chess pieces carved on the cover of the book, and it was obvious that it was a book on chess!
(End of Chapter)
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