I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 227 Black and White Chaos Chess (Part [-])
"On the chessboard here, the commanding height is the center - Tianyuan. If the first piece falls on Tianyuan, it can affect the overall situation with one piece."

Fang Xingyu put down the mug in his hand, raised his hand and raised his sleeve, and an invisible wave swept away in front of him, clearing away the numerous calligraphy and painting manuscripts on the table one by one.

Then he inserted a sunspot with his fingertip, and lightly landed on the center of the square-inch chessboard that appeared out of thin air and was located on the copybook.

Fang Xingyu smiled softly, and turned his palms to signal Kunlan to drop the ball, and then a pot of white stones was quietly suspended on Kunlan's right hand.

"That apprentice and grandson will show his shame."

With blazing eyes, Kunlan opened the dusty chess box, and resolutely landed in the northwest corner of Tianyuan.

He knew that the master's meaning in this game must not be on the surface of playing chess, and the deeper meaning needs to be understood by himself.

On the ninth floor of Zhuta, everyone, old and young, was speechless.

Only the clear and decisive sound of the front and back moves, Fang Xingyu takes "Tianyuan" as the key, but moves three ways low, while Kunlan moves four ways high, Ling Lie's offensive continues to occupy the ground, and the two very different chess styles strangle and tear each other.

Kunlan holds the white chess in his hand, and the gesture of the hand is like a gold and iron horse, or a dragon dives into a deep pool, and a tiger's den wins a piece. Every move reveals the aggressiveness of the yellow sand.

And Fang Xingyu's black chess piece is Yanluo Pingsha, which just turned around under the dangerous attack, and picked off a few white snow in the chaotic situation, and lightly stained it with a few ink marks.

As the saying goes, "Thousands of points produce condensate, and thousands of points fly to Xiaguang".

Seeing that he was unable to attack for a long time, Kunlan divided his troops into two groups, and Xuansu attracted two lines.

However, the depth of Fang Xingyu's black chess is like thousands of rivers, thousands of miles of Wutu, and they are still more than enough to attack and defend after fighting for a full 360 rounds...

In the end, it ended with black leading four stones. Counting black's advance, three and a half pieces of postings, Fang Xingyu narrowly beat Kunlan by half a stone.

"Good chess skills."

Fang Xingyu smiled faintly, and then waved his hand with a flash of blue light, removing the chessboard between the two of them, which well concealed the slight panic in his eyes.

"Tell me, how much have you learned about this game of chess?"

Fang Xingyu looked at Kunlan who was frowning slightly, and he asked aloud.

"Master, in this game, I will substitute myself into the Tiantianmen invaders. Based on the northwest territory, I tried quick battles, division of troops, Qizheng Minghui, and four-way encirclement, but you defended them one by one. Could it be that the strategy we need to adopt before the catastrophe is defense?"

Kunlan replayed the chess game just now, constantly analyzing in his mind, and finally expressed his conclusion cautiously.

Fang Xingyu was a little embarrassed, he really did not expect his disciple to have such a high chess skill.

He thought that Kunlan only had some superficial knowledge, and then he would let the whole chess game go according to every step he arranged, and after sorting it out, he would find that every node was a strong and obvious reminder.

But what is quite helpless is that Kunlan has exceeded his expectations since the fourth move, especially Kunlan's "Four Ways Simultaneously Open", after the layout, it is like a thousand troops charging, and almost broke up his own formation.

Fortunately, Fang Xingyu has some special skills. He finally opened up the way when he was in danger, and he was in a dangerous situation, and he revitalized his chess game.

"Ahem, it seems that you are still waiting to be enlightened."

Fang Xingyu smiled flatly, his immortal demeanor made Kunlan dare not have the slightest doubt, and made him concentrate on listening to every word of his master.

"But you did see one of them. Now that the cracks in the northwest have been broken, the chaos has begun."

Fang Xingyu sighed, it seems that this fact must be told to Kunlan by himself in the end.

"Is that really the case!"

Kunlan raised his head suddenly, the news was like a bolt from the clear sky, even though he had already expected it.

The land of the extreme west has always been guarded by the teacher Qian Xun, and his sword array is firmly inserted in the throat of Tianmen like a sharp sword——

The forces of the abyss want to enter the Douluo plane.They had to pass through the Extreme West Tianmen, so they had to face Qianxun's "Fengyun" sword array.

But since Qianxun's "Fengyun" sword array can make the abyss dare not invade half a step at the beginning of the crack, the abyss will never be broken until the last moment comes...

It could only be that something happened to Qian Xun.

Kunlan closed his eyes in pain. With the strength of that prodigal, no one in the world can defeat him one-on-one. It seems that he has been calculated.

Soon, a familiar face appeared——

Xie Jun, that guy is full of weirdness, a fallen angel who returned from sacrifice...

Since you didn't die once, I'll send you to hell again.

When Kunlan opened his eyes again, flames seemed to dance in his pale golden eyes, and he had already made plans for the next step.

"Hey."

This scene also fell into Fang Xingyu's eyes, but he was like a Wang Youtan, unable to see any fluctuations.

"In the black and white world, there are billions of moves on a square inch chessboard. Even if the number of stars in this universe is exhausted, there is still not enough."

"How the general trend will go in the future is still unknown."

Fang Xingyu stood up with his hands behind his back, and said to Kunlan seriously.

"Your current strength can be regarded as an elementary class. Have you ever felt that things here are not as simple as what you have seen so far?"

Fang Xingyu exhaled slowly.

This is the first time he has shown a dignified look in front of Kunlan. Neither the incident of the abyss nor the appearance of the Silver Dragon King had caused Fang Xingyu to fluctuate in the slightest.

Kunlan raised his head to look at Shi Zu thoughtfully, but heard the latter continue to say:
"Playing chess today, what I want to tell you the most is—Who is the chess player? Who is the chess piece?"

"You and I look at the trend of the world like a game of chess. How do you know if you and I are still in someone else's game, falling into someone else's chess piece?"

Fang Xingyu gently raised his left hand, a chess piece with black and white sides condensed between his fingers.

With a light push, it slowly fell into Kunlan's hands, and then Fang Xingyu explained softly:

"This is a chaotic black and white chess game. One piece is both Yin and Yang. As for the purpose, don't ask too much."

Kunlan nodded.

The moment the Chaos Chess fell into the palm of his hand, Kunlan suddenly felt an indescribable separation of cause and effect, and then the Chaos Chess turned into a black and white light print that melted into the center of Kunlan's eyebrows, and then disappeared.

Kunlan touched his restored brows, and felt a strange and detached feeling all over his body, and then he suddenly found that his master seemed to become clear——

Before, Kunlan felt that his master Fang Xingyu always had an illusory feeling of being reclusive and independent, but now it is more real.

"Now the key node is still in the northwest. What you said about the defense before was wrong. Now this round needs to be sharper if you want to revitalize it."

Fang Xingyu looked at Kunlan with relief, as if he was very satisfied with his disciple.

"Master, I haven't realized the meaning of half-step water movement now..."

Kunlan sighed, the last step of tidal meaning has been stuck on him for nearly half a year, and his sword intent is still two major stages away from the realm of sword power, peak and perfection.

Now that Qian Xun's life and death are unknown, he also feels that time is running out.

Fang Xingyu looked at Kunlan and smiled softly, without saying anything, he waved his hand and said:
"Let's go, time doesn't wait, let's go tonight."

……

……

In a chaotic and disorderly place, a huge body suddenly trembled.

Then, a pair of extremely huge bright eyes appeared in the dark space, and the ancient Sanskrit sounded in this void...

"Hey...how did the final situation change?"

(End of this chapter)