(If I could write more chapters every day, the chess battle would only take two or three days, and it would be wonderful. I said something similar when Nightfall wrote about Ning Que's joining the Devil. That was in 2012. I could write five chapters a day after joining the Devil, so it was okay. But I can't do it now. I'm lazy, and I'm also busy. I have to go back to Hubei at the beginning of next month, so I need to prepare some chapters. It's annoying for everyone to keep up with me, so I might as well save some time to read them … I seldom explained or suggested this before. When I wrote Nightfall, I thought I was great, but I was upset because I didn't update enough chapters, so I wanted to prove that I was great. Now I still think I'm great, but I just want you to be happy, and I recommend the Age of Innocence in the Countercurrent.)
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Tong Yan's expression was calm when she said this, and her tone was normal. But it was extremely mean and full of mockery, because it was almost disregard.
The expression on Shang Jiulou's face changed abruptly, and his face turned red; but he couldn't say a word. It was because he had to admit that his talent was far inferior to Tong Yan's.
An exaggerated laughter came from the tree.
"Hahahaha … Tong Yan, you are indeed as arrogant as rumored, looking down on everyone … but I like it very much."
Gu Yuanyuan said with a smile, "I've studied all your chess records carefully. I admit that you're talented, but I'm not bad either. Shall we have a try later?"
Tong Yan glanced at him and said, "The Broadsword King doesn't know how to play chess, and he expects you to change the impression that northerners are barbaric and lack of intelligence. How unwise."
Gu Yuanyuan was annoyed and said, "How can you say that?"
"He doesn't know how to play chess, so how can he judge that you know how to play chess?"
Tong Yan said this expressionlessly and continued to walk forward.
Que Niang squatted down slightly and bowed to him like a teacher.
Tong Yan didn't stop and said, "I don't like to play chess with this northerner. Beat him."
Que Niang was very happy to hear this, because it was a great approval from Tong Yan.
The freckles on the girl's face seemed to jump with joy, while Gu Yuanyuan's expression became extremely ugly.
In the forest, Bai Zao watched this scene in Silence. Under the white veil, she shook her head imperceptibly.
Xiang Wanshu followed Tong Yan, a bitter smile on his face.
Although Zhongzhou School was the largest school in the world — many people thought so, at least the disciples of Zhongzhou School thought so — Senior Brother's words and actions were a little too tough and direct. The Old Masters of Yimaozhai wouldn't care about these trivial things, but Gu Yuanyuan was taken away from the Northern Punitive Army by the Sword Sage himself.
Not to mention that Senior Brother had directly said that Lord Saber Saint was unwise …
If Lord Saber King is really angry, who knows if those teachers will take the opportunity to make trouble? I'm afraid that the marriage between you and Senior Sister Apprentice will be more obstructed.
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"Tong Yan, there's something wrong with your state of mind today. You talk too much nonsense. I'm a little worried."
A voice suddenly burst out in the valley.
What followed was the smell of alcohol. The smell wasn't pungent, and even someone like Que Niang, who hated alcohol the most, didn't find it unpleasant.
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Hearing the voice and smelling the smell of alcohol, Sensei was taken aback, and then her expression grew excited. She pulled on Jing Jiu's sleeve hastily.
"That truly formidable person is coming!"
The man coming out from the bushes was named He Zhan.
In the Cultivation circle, he had a more famous title, the "Second Person".
"Why is he called by this name?" asked Zhao Layue.
Sensei explained, "It's because he can win both the Plum Meeting and the Tournament of Dao, and he can only win the second place …"
Zhao Layue asked with raised eyebrows, "Can he participate in the Tournament of Dao?"
Sensei sighed, "Sister Zhao, it looks like you don't chat much … I'm off topic again. Anyways, he is a special case. Let's get back to the Plum Meeting. He has participated in three Plum Meetings, and he won the second place in each chess tournament, the second place in the painting tournament and the Cultivation tournament. He can be considered a true talent who can do anything. Many female Cultivation practitioners like him. "
Zhao Layue asked, "Since he is an all-rounder, why didn't he participate in the zither tournament?"
Sensei said, "I heard that he thinks playing zither is something only women should do."
Zhao Layue shook her head. She had no interest in this person anymore, but she was puzzled. Since he had won the second place in so many Plum Meetings, he must be very famous; but why hadn't she heard of his name?
"He is a free-traveling practitioner. Hmm … it's said that he has dealings with those deviant sects. The young master of the Mysterious Dark Sect is his good friend, so the masters have been suppressing his reputation in secret. Of course, he is still very famous. I'm surprised that you and Jing Jiu don't know him …"
Sensei didn't know what to say.
Zhao Layue knew the young master of the Mysterious Dark Sect. It was said that his talent in Cultivation was even better than Lo Huainan's, and he was very famous in the Cultivation circle.
If she had heard of him, he must be really famous.
"Since he has dealings with the deviant sects, why are they still allowing him to participate in the Plum Meeting? Or even the Dao Competition. "
"It's said that the elders of various sects care about his talent and don't want him to join the deviant sects, so they take good care of him …"
Sensei suddenly lowered her voice and said, "My mother said that it's because he doesn't belong to any sect, so many sects want to take him as a disciple. That's why they do this."
Hearing this, Jing Jiu thought this person named He Zhan was not bad, and the title of "second place" was quite good, so he was wondering if he should take him as a disciple.
He touched his wrist reflexively, and then remembered that he had already tied the sword rope to the hands of Xiao He, the little vixen of Ying City. Shisui should have left that small village by now. He hoped that everything would go well, and he would come back as the same youth, unlike his Big Brother …
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He Zhan had a tall and sturdy figure. It seemed that he had been lying in the bushes the entire time; otherwise, he would have been seen by others.
He dusted off the grass on his clothes and walked to the front of Tong Yan with the alcohol jar in his hand. He looked her up and down, feeling suspicious.
Tong Yan's attitude toward him was a bit different. "I thought you wouldn't come this time," she said.
"Of course I'll come if there's something interesting to watch."
He Zhan smiled while looking at the stream in the distance.
Jing Jiu and the others were over there.
Tong Yan glanced in that direction and said, "You and I are both arrogant disciples. It's just one more person, so it's not a big deal."
"I met a youth a few days ago, who is the complete opposite of us arrogant disciples. I was inspired by him and made some progress."
He Zhan said with a serious expression, "I think I can defeat you now."
"Really?" asked Tong Yan.
He Zhan said, "If you are still at the same level as you were last year in Shuangshan Town."
"Then you don't stand a chance this year," said Tong Yan.
Having said that, he continued walking up the mountain.
He Zhan kept up with him and said, "I won't believe you if you haven't played before."
The trees were everywhere, and the sunlight shone on the stream.
When Tong Yan passed by, he didn't look at Jing Jiu and the others.
He Zhan stopped and cupped his hands in salute to them, asking seriously, "You … you are that person?"
He didn't look at Jing Jiu when he asked the question, but at Zhao Layue.
It was obvious that he didn't care about Jing Jiu, who had participated in the chess tournament, but he was curious about the legendary Zhao Layue.
"What do you think?" asked Zhao Layue.
He Zhan raised the alcohol jar in his hand and raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Layue shook her head.
He Zhan showed a bored expression.
Sensei asked curiously, "Is this the rumored Dragon-bone Wine that you brewed yourself?"
"It's an old flood dragon, killed by the immortal of the previous generation. I was just lucky enough to pick up a few bones."
He Zhan said with a smile, "Besides, it's been soaked for so many years, and it's no longer useful. But it tastes good. Do you want to try it?"
Sensei glanced at Big Sister Cui out of the corner of her eye.
He Zhan beamed and said, "Shall we go over there and have a chat?"
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He Zhan took the little girl to the upstream of the stream to eat roasted fish and drink wine.
Not everyone was as carefree as they were.
People's attention was on Tong Yan, wondering which pavilion he would choose.
Tong Yan stood at the edge of a cliff, looking out of the mountain with his hands behind his back. His clothes were fluttering in the wind.
There was no pavilion there, just like the stream where Jing Jiu was.
The discussion on the Chess Board Mountain grew louder and louder.
Tong Yan seemed to be ready to stand at the edge of the cliff until the chess tournament began.
Nobody knew how long it would take.
Zhao Layue suddenly said to Jing Jiu, "Don't take out the chair."
Jing Jiu was about to take out the bamboo chair. He was surprised to hear that and asked, "You care about this too?"
Zhao Layue said, "You are playing on behalf of Aoyama today, so you have to be careful."
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