This time, the Tiandao reward team visited the Academy of Fine Arts, in fact, they wanted to give the other party a dismount, so as to demonstrate the strong strength of the college.

Clinker, Lin Feng accidentally learned that the Go lecturer of the Donglin Academy of Fine Arts turned out to be Ning Wuving, who had retired.

This chess saint who once reached the realm of demigods, to a certain extent, has almost ruled the chess world for an era, and is also a well-deserved idol in the minds of a generation, including Lin Feng.

Lin Feng no longer has the mentality of showing off his martial arts, but is a corporal who is polite and virtuous, humble and polite, eager to be able to learn Ning Chen's chess skills.

Meeting Ning Invincible and having the privilege of being mentored by the other party is a great honor for any chess player, even if he is still very young.

On the second day, the Go exchange match was arranged in the indoor stadium of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Not only the entire Go class was present, but even students from other departments also came.

Ning Chen had already communicated with Qin Xiangyi yesterday, hoping to let her control chess this time, and as for Ning Chen himself, he would give some pointers.

Qin Xiangyi was quite surprised to hear such news, after all, this exchange match, because of Ning Chen's personal influence, was simply in an uproar in the Academy of Fine Arts, and the current competition atmosphere was not weaker than any regular large-scale competition.

And she will be Ning Chen's first disciple and go into battle on his behalf.

Such an honor, for Qin Xiangyi, who has always been quiet, is both exciting, expectant, and a little nervous, after all, she will have to face nearly a thousand students watching the game on the spot.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Ning Chen comforted.

Qin Xiangyi no longer shirked, but was eager to try.

Because of the rare opportunity, all the members of the Tiandao Reward Team withdrew and watched the game on the spot.

The one who went into battle in person was the team leader Lin Feng.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the stadium, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people, was almost overcrowded, and the black pressure on the heads of people was like a torrent of steel, and the voices of the people were boiling and magnificent.

"How charismatic a person is, how influential he is."

Zhao Sanjia and Cao Zhen, as the most respected people at present, are naturally fully responsible for the holding of this competition.

They sat on the rostrum, looking at the excited students in the audience, and the grand atmosphere of the scene, they were quite emotional.

"He is young and has such a demeanor, he actually envies Ning Chen, this little guy." Cao Zhen quipped.

Zhao Sanjia agreed, there was still a little jealousy in his words, he suppressed his voice, and said with a hippie smile, "The key is that there are a bunch of women behind this kid who love him to death." ”

"Is that true?" Cao Zhen's eyes lit up.

Zhao Sanjia nodded, counting as a reply.

"I heard that your granddaughter also has a heart for Ning Chen?" Cao Zhen asked tentatively.

"There is no thing, there is no thing, Wanqing will not like Ning Chen, this kid has so many women, he is estimated to not be ranked in the top five, it is too much of a loss." Zhao Sanjia hurriedly denied it.

"That's good, it just so happens that I also have a granddaughter, and I have time to introduce it to Ning Chen when I go back, and strive to win Ning Chen and become the main palace, so that I can let Ning Xiaoyou be my grandson-in-law." Cao Zhen was overjoyed.

As soon as Zhao Sanjia heard this, he immediately glared, "What do you mean by this?" Rob my grandson-in-law with me? ”

"Didn't you say that Wanqing and Ning Chen didn't have that kind of thing?"

"Can't I be polite?"

"Lao Tzu doesn't care anyway, when it's over here, I'll match Kexin and Ning Chen." Cao Zhen said with certainty, "Hehe, as for whether you can grab the position of the main palace, it depends on your ability." ”

These two old men.

didn't talk about business, he actually sat on the rostrum, and he wanted to rob Ning Chen to be his grandson-in-law.

I don't know what Ning Chen thinks?

At this moment, Lin Feng and other foreign teams have all been present.

They were on the competition stage, quietly waiting for Ning Chen's arrival.

Although Lin Feng and the others were guests, they knew very well to each other and even the former students on the scene that today's finale was actually Ning Chen.

Since the finale must appear last.

This is Zhao Sanjia's proposal, which was unanimously recognized by the scene.

Ning Chen felt that it was too embarrassing to stir up the crowd like this? But Zhao Sanjia couldn't resist it, so he could only let it go.

Five minutes later, Ning Chen and Qin Xiangyi appeared at the scene.

Today's Ning Chen is wearing a black Tang suit, which is a costume specially worn to show respect for his opponent.

Because of the innate advantages of his appearance, coupled with the fact that he was in his prime, the black Tang costume that originally looked a little rigid was worn on Ning Chen's body, but he had the demeanor of a grandmaster.

Humble son, Yushu is in the wind.

"Wow, Teacher Ning is so handsome."

"My God, I didn't expect the god of war in my mind, wearing a Tang costume, to be so amazing, my girlish heart is about to turn into ......"

Ning Chen's side just appeared, and the whole scene suddenly exploded, and countless students waved their flags and shouted, of course, most of them were women.

"Teacher, do you feel that you are very beautiful?" Qin Xiangyi tugged on Ning Chen's sleeve and asked excitedly.

The two entered the arena at the same time, standing on the wide and long red carpet one after another.

Ning Chen faced Qin Xiangyi's inquiry, smiling and silent.

"Ning is invincible!"

"Ning is invincible!"

"Ning is invincible!"

I don't know which student took the lead, and in an instant, the atmosphere of the audience was set off to the extreme, and the shouts one after another were like waves, one after another, endlessly.

This moment.

Thousands of people look at it, and the light is shining.

Qin Xiangyi was moved, and subconsciously looked at Ning Chen, who was close at hand.

It's just that suddenly, he suddenly frowned.

Stand still.

The students at the scene of "Ning ......" also realized Ning Chen's strange situation, hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly lost their voices collectively, and they stared at Ning Chen in bewilderment.

The already fragmented, empty memories were caught off guard, and suddenly crashed into my mind like a tide.

At this moment, I seem to remember that in a certain year, he was like this, standing in the limelight of all people, enjoying the supreme glory of one person and ten thousand people.

That year, he became the young marshal of the Ning family.

That year, the Eight Heavenly Kings of the Ning family personally escorted them.

That year, the thousand-shelf steps leading to the ancestral hall of the Ning family, he stepped step by step, and also walked step by step to the pinnacle of power.

"The Eight Heavenly Kings." The corners of Ning Chen's mouth suddenly flashed with an incomprehensible smile, some nostalgia, some desolation, and even some tragedy.

Ning Chen relied on the incomplete picture that appeared in his mind, suddenly turned around, turned his back to everyone, and then closed his eyes, repeating the battle after climbing the steps back then!

He vaguely remembered that the eight kings of the Ning family were given four surnames.

There is righteousness and thin clouds, and the loyal and righteous god of killing is white.

There is Chen Qingzhi, a brave and invincible white horse and silver spear who is the best at charging into battle.

There are 100 steps to wear Yang, and the unparalleled archery skills of Xiao Li Guanghuarong.

There is also the stunning woman who is born with charming bones and laughs like a puddle of autumn water, Nie Yinniang.

They were all their own subordinates back then......