The strongest shared male god in the world

Chapter 125
The two agreed very happily, because they believed that they were the strongest chess players in the world, and they didn't pay attention to the chess players in the world except each other.

A student who can become a master is naturally a leader in a certain field in this world.

Mr. Fifth, Song Qian, was originally a national player of the Southern Jin Dynasty, Mr. Eight was once a chess master of the Moon Wheel Palace. The two of them, one from the south and the other from the north, are rare opponents in the chess world.

It can be said that they are the two most powerful chess players in the world, except of course the eldest brother and the master.

Li Kuang walked to the chess table and waved his hand gently.

The black and white chess pieces in the box are suspended in the void with arrogance,

Black and white shine, really beautiful!
"Fall!" Li Kuang pointed at Kong,
Numerous black and white stones landed on the chessboard accurately.

Black and white, densely packed, almost occupying the entire chessboard, leaving only a few air holes for placing pieces.

The endgame of Go is also called the ending, which tests the players' computing power.
Unlike chess, where there are fewer chess pieces at the end of the game, the more chess pieces are played in Go, the more chess pieces there are, which can dazzle ordinary people just looking at it.

When the two of them saw him showing off his cultivation, they raised their heads with disdain.

I thought to myself, even if your cultivation is higher than that of the master, your chess skills are not enough for the two of us.

Both of them are national players in the current world, and they both look arrogant when it comes to playing chess.

Apart from the master, only the elder brother can convince them.

After the chess pieces fell, Mr. Wu glanced at the game with disdain, and his expression suddenly changed!
"This... What kind of endgame is this? Weird! Weird!"

When Mr. Ba heard his brother's exclamation, he thought it was funny. It seems that his brother's chess skills have regressed a lot, and he even made a fuss about the mere endgame.

Although he is a junior brother, it does not mean that he is convinced by the fifth senior brother.

Each rhythm has its own taste, but in chess, the outcome must be decided, and there are very few draws.

Mr. Eight glanced at the chess game with a contemptuous attitude, and then...he was also stunned!

"Wonderful! Wonderful! The way is mysterious, mysterious and mysterious, there is such an endgame in the world, I have never seen such a weird endgame in all the chess records!"

"Sir, do you dare to ask if there is a name for this endgame?"

Mr. Eight changed his contemptuous attitude and asked Li Kuang respectfully.

The Go community will name such mysterious and almost unsolvable endgames for future generations to refer to.

Li Kuang said: "This endgame is called the Zhenlong Chess Game! I happened to travel around the world, and I ran into an old man who played chess. I played chess with him for dozens of days, and the deadlock was formed. I held white pieces and fell to death, but I couldn't solve it. , Later, I pondered and meditated for more than ten years, and finally saw the sunrise in the sea of ​​clouds on a certain day, and realized the way to crack it, it depends on whether the two gentlemen can crack it!"

Mr. Ba sighed: "The Zhenlong is also Linglong! This situation is mysterious and unpredictable, with many changes, and it can affect the whole situation. It is really Zhenlong!"

Mr. Wu was already immersed in it. Hearing the words, he waved his hand and said, "What's the fuss about? Don't you see that I'm meditating?"

Mr. Ba didn't take it seriously, but also immersed himself in thinking.

Before I knew it, an hour passed.

The two top chess players just deduced the endgame over and over in their minds. At their level, playing blind chess is trivial and there is no need to bother with making moves.

Li Kuang, however, waited impatiently and felt uneasy.

Because he was not sure whether these two evildoers could really be untied.

So he couldn't help but said: "You two, if this continues and you still can't solve this endgame, why don't you delay my subsequent competition? How about limiting the time to two hours and giving you another hour?"

The two buried their heads in the chessboard, as if they had never heard of it.

They are so obsessed with playing chess that they don't care much about winning or losing. Their minds are full of thinking about how to solve this exquisite endgame.

Li Kuang sighed, simply sat on the ground and let them go.

Unknowingly, even the master and senior brother came to the chessboard and were addicted to it.

The master only watched a cup of tea, then shook his head with a smile and said: "What a mess, I get a headache watching it, don't watch it, don't watch it!"

After speaking, he walked back to the gazebo to drink tea, completely leaving the mess behind him.

Eldest brother watched it for half an hour, still puzzled, suddenly remembered that it was time for the master to eat, so he hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook.

Mr. Wu and Mr. Ba were deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves. The eyes of the two seemed to be possessed, one muttered to himself, and the other kept gesticulating with his hands, similar to people in a mental hospital.

Suddenly, a blush appeared on their faces at the same time, and they spit out a mouthful of blood!

"Impossible, I have tried countless times, but I still can't solve it!"

"Ambush from all sides, the game is full of variables. It seems that there is a way out everywhere, but in fact it is all dead end. There is no solution to this game!"

After the two vomited blood, they were still addicted to the chess game.

Li Kuang smiled and stood up and said: "You say there is no solution, well, what if I figure it out?"

The two said: "If you can solve it, we admit defeat!"

Li Kuang picked up a white stone and said, "Okay, let's keep an eye on it!"

Bai Ziluo turned out to be in a gas eye in his own house.

"Do you know how to play chess? If you don't know, don't play randomly!" Mr. Wu said angrily.

"There's no way to end your own life! It's just nonsense!" Mr. Eight also said angrily.

Li Kuang shook his head and said nothing, and placed another black chip, then picked up a piece of white chips that were surrounded to death, and said, "Let's see again?"

Mr. Five and Mr. Eight were stunned for a moment. Seeing that there was a blank space, a thunderbolt exploded in their minds.

After a long time, Mr. Wu bowed his hands deeply and said: "Put it to death and live it! It can be called the hand of God! Admire it!"

Mr. Ba worshiped at the same time: "Thank you for your enlightenment, sir, today I know that there is such a way to solve the situation in the world!"

"Thank you!" Li Kuang replied.

Mr. Eight and Mr. Five carried the chessboard and retreated, going somewhere in the mountains to continue comprehending the endgame.

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After the two chess idiots retreated, a woman who was embroidering on the rock looked up and smiled at him: "Sir, you are very capable. It's my turn to compete with you next."

Mr. Seven, Muyou, is a master of the formation. Because her cultivation has hit a bottleneck, the master asked her to embroider all the time.

Li Kuang said: "You see that your embroidery contains the art of formation. I think you want to compete with me in formation."

Muyou smiled and said, "Yes, I don't have any skills. I only do embroidery on weekdays. I am also responsible for maintaining the back mountain formation. If sir, you can pass through the clouds and mist safely from the foot of the mountain and return here, you will win."

Li Kuang laughed and said: "This is really easy, much easier than playing chess and piano."

In an instant, Li Kuang disappeared in place,

In another moment, Li Kuang appeared on the spot.

For the Wudi powerhouse, the big formation in the back mountain is useless, and it is not too bad to test him with the God-shocking formation.

A trace of surprise flashed in Muyou's eyes, she knew that Li Kuang's realm was very high, but she didn't expect it to be so high.

"Is this okay?" Li Kuang asked.

Muyou stood up and saluted and said: "It turns out that Mr. has no distance, I'm laughing at you!"

Li Kuang nodded in return.

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After Mr. Seven, there is Mr. Six.

Mr. Six is ​​a rough blacksmith, with a silly smile,
He stepped forward and said, "I only know how to blacksmith, how about we compete in blacksmithing?"

Li Kuang rolled his eyes and thought, aren't you talking nonsense?

"Okay, let's go to the place where you blacksmith." Li Kuang pouted.

Blacksmithing, punting, and selling tofu, the most difficult things in ancient times, he actually did two of them, and today is also a bad luck punch.

　Thanks to book friends "Jing", "Yi Shi", "Yu Yu Li Shang", and "Sun Anli" for their many rewards!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)