I'm so invincible

"it is good!"

Yu Chaoyu was afraid that Tang Xuan would repent, so he yelled directly.

"There are so many witnesses here, if you lose at that time, Patriarch Tang, don't deny it!"

Tang Xuan smiled lightly.

"I have always treated people with sincerity!"

"We swear by high fives!"

Yu Zhaoyu said hurriedly.

In case Tang Xuan repents before the battle, there is nothing he can do about it.

But if you swear, you are restricted by the way of heaven.

If Tang Xuan repents, he can also take the opportunity to spread the news and use the pressure from the outside world to make him succumb.

Tang Xuan looked at Yu Chaoyu who was holding back complacently, and couldn't help sighing softly.

This woman!

It seems that he has been immersed in self-healing.

She didn't think about it either.

Since he dared to speak, it meant that he must have enough confidence.

clap clap clap!

The two held hands together in the air, making a crisp sound.

Yu Zhaoyu was in a very happy mood, and a charming smile appeared on his face again.

"Very well, Patriarch Tang, then I will wait here tomorrow at this time!"

"let's go!"

Yu Chaoyu's face showed color, and he left proudly.

"Hmph, let's see how you die!"

Huan Shuzi dropped a sentence viciously, then turned his head and left.

Watching the students of Baisha College leave, Tang Xuan smiled and shook his head.

"Patriarch Tang, you are too... hey..."

Shu Santie came up with a helpless expression.

Mu Liuchen also frowned.

One day, isn't this a joke!

Mu Qingling also stood beside him awkwardly, her face full of confusion and helplessness.

"how?"

Tang Xuan frowned.

"Do you feel like I'm being too arrogant?"

Shu Santie and Mu Liuchen looked at each other and nodded silently.

If it weren't for the fact that Tang Xuan was Mu Qingling's master, the two had already turned their heads.

In their eyes, Tang Xuan was simply messing around.

He promised it was easy.

In the end, isn't Zhengqi Academy required to pay for the bet?

To Tang Xuan, winning or losing doesn't hurt half a hair.

This is a symbol of extreme irresponsibility.

It was unlucky for Mu Qingling to have such a master.

Tang Xuan naturally knew what the two of them were thinking, but he didn't expose it.

You can't say that you are a wall hanger.

He pondered for a while and said, "Is that Yu Chaoyu very powerful?"

Shu Santie smiled wryly: "Very powerful? That's very powerful! She single-handedly killed nine geniuses of my Zhengqi Academy!"

Mu Liuchen interjected: "This woman is known as a natural chess master, proficient in the way of piano and chess, especially good at chess, and has a cultivation speed that is several times that of outsiders!"

"In just five years, it has become the No.1 chess player of Baisha Academy!"

"No one has ever been able to fight Bai Zi with her, not even one!"

Every time he uttered a word, Mu Liuchen and Shu Santie's expressions became more serious.

Mu Qingling became more and more embarrassed.

The Confucian students of the Zhengqi Academy all around looked even more desperate.

The strength itself is strong, and it is five years ahead, how can this compare?

Chess, time, all behind.

It's a lose-lose situation.

"Five years, less than two thousand days! It's still acceptable!"

Tang Xuan nodded.

Mu Liuchen and Shu Santie almost fainted from fright.

Just less than two thousand days?

Is this Nima a human language?

Among warriors, one more day is a world of difference.

Not to mention Yu Chaoyu's talent is extremely strong, and he is five years ahead.

On the other hand, Mu Qingling has only just started.

One is almost at the finish line.

One is just getting started.

How does this compare?

From any point of view, it is a loser.

Either way!

Absolutely no chance of winning!

"By the way, how does Hao Zhengwen's imperial body compare to the chess master's body?"

Tang Xuan asked with a smile.

As soon as Mu Qingling's Haozhengwen emperor style was mentioned, the three posts of the book also became a bit more energetic.

"Although the Chess Master's body is powerful, it is nothing more than dust in front of Hao Zhengwen's Emperor's body. Given time, there will be no problem for Qingling to surpass Yu Zhaoyu! It's just..."

Having said this, Shu Santie's smile faded, showing embarrassment.

"It's just a lack of time, isn't it?"

Tang Xuandao.

"Yes, what we lack most now is time!"

Mu Liuchen sighed.

The two courtyards of Zhengqi Academy were full of helplessness.

It's not that they are pessimistic!

But there is really no hope of any possible victory.

"That's all... maybe this is God's will! Hao Zhengling will be handed over to them!"

Mu Liuchen shook his head, turned and left with a lonely expression on his face.

Shu Santie wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a long sigh.

The rest of the Confucian students of the Zhengqi Academy were also panicked and scattered in all directions.

The clear and clear sound of reading in the past has also disappeared.

The setting sun is slanting.

The Zhengqi Academy is beautifully printed.

But in the beautiful scenery, it is full of desolation.

"Master..."

Mu Qingling walked to Tang Xuan's side and said in a low voice.

She didn't know what to say either.

Tang Xuan smiled slightly.

"Don't even you believe me?"

Mu Qingling's body flickered.

"The disciple dare not!"

"Ha, I don't dare to say it, but my body is very honest!" Tang Xuan shook his head.

"Come with me!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he walked into Zhengqi Academy.

It stands to reason that he is an outsider and cannot travel freely in Zhengqi Academy.

But now the entire Zhengqi Academy is extremely depressed, and no one cares about discipline at all.

Many Confucian scholars even put down their poems and books, and wandered in twos and threes in Zhengqi College.

Tang Xuan brought Mu Qingling to a quiet small courtyard.

"Sit down and start practicing chess!"

"Yes!"

Although Mu Qingling didn't know what Tang Xuan was going to do, he sat down anyway.

She took out a chessboard from the space ring and began to practice chess.

Chess is an existence that requires talent and time extremely.

Mu Qingling has the body of Hao Zhengwen Emperor, talent is not a problem at all.

I saw a little bit of aura slowly emanating from her body, and all kinds of chess records turned into phantoms hovering above her head, and were finally absorbed.

But this process is extremely slow.

It took about half an hour to absorb a chess record.

"This is too slow!"

Tang Xuan frowned, showing displeasure.

Fortunately, Mu Liuchen and Shu Santie were not there, otherwise they would have spurted out their blood.

You must know that the chess records Mu Qingling practiced are all peerless chess records accumulated by the Zhengqi Academy for thousands of years.

Each game contains the painstaking efforts of predecessors and is the crystallization of thousands of wisdom.

Ordinary Confucian scholars may not be able to comprehend a game after exhausting their whole life.

And Mu Qingling only took half an hour to fully comprehend one painting, this talent should not be too scary.

"Emperor Soul! Open!"

Tang Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Emperor Soul erupted, covering the entire small courtyard.