Chapter 583: Endgame

Ye Chen raised his head and looked at this boundless long road, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

The spiritual power diffused out, and on that kind of chessboard, Ye Chen actually felt a palpitating sword intent.

His face changed slightly, Ye Chen pondered for a few moments, and said secretly: "I actually integrated the sword intent into the endgame!"

This alone made Ye Chen secretly admire, and a few moments later, Ye Chen said to Concubine Su behind him: "Concubine Xuan, you are waiting here!"

Hearing this, Su Feixuan did not agree this time, but shook her head.

Although Concubine Su didn't hesitate this time, Ye Chen saw a hint of firmness in Concubine Su's eyes.

"It's okay!This is Wutian Sect, not Lianyun Sect!" Before Ye Chen finished speaking, Concubine Su shook her head again, seeing this, Ye Chen shrugged helplessly and said, "Then you will follow me, but keep a distance of dozens of meters from me!"

Hearing this, Concubine Su smiled gracefully, this smile was like the snow lotus blooming on the side of the mountain cliff, and it should not be blasphemed.

Although Concubine Su was not the kind of person who was overwhelmed by the country and the city, Ye Chen felt that Concubine Su's smile was very beautiful.

Nodding helplessly, Ye Chen untied the wine jug around his waist, and the true qi appeared around the wine jug, and its white qi bubbled out from the mouth of the wine jug.

The aroma of wine wafted on the mountain road, Ye Chen took a sip casually, and the wine dripped down to the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go!" Without wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen glanced at the mountain road and walked towards the mountain road on foot, but there was no trace left on the snow where he stepped on.

There was no trace of stepping on the snow, no matter when or where, Ye Chen always maintained the instinct of cultivation.

Nodding slightly, Concubine Su followed behind Ye Chen with the guqin in her arms, and the flying snow overwhelmed the two of them in an instant.

At the chess table, the five members of the Wutian Five Sects stood proudly, and behind them stood the disciples of the Wutian Sect.

The eyes of the five people were tightly closed, and their strong spiritual power spread out, enveloping the entire mountain path, and every move on the mountain path came to their minds.

Seeing Ye Chen's rather chic appearance, the five of them all smiled slightly, this young man is interesting.

The other disciples of the Martial Heaven Sect were also observing the two figures below the mountain path, and there was a hint of contemplation in their eyes.

The mountain of Luoxia Peak is extremely steep, so the sword path is also extremely steep.

And the chess path in front of him was flat, and its wind and snow fell on the two thin figures.

Walking on foot, the closer he got to the chessboard, Ye Chen felt a trace of movement flashing on the side of the chessboard from time to time, and after a few breaths, Ye Chen stood in front of the chessboard.

A crisp sword groan rang out, and a light appeared on the surface of the chessboard, which was originally as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

The more the light bloomed, a chess realm composed of sword qi appeared in the void, and on it, black and white pieces emerged one after another, like an endgame.

Ye Chen stopped and quietly looked at the chessboard composed of sword qi in front of him.

There are nineteen horizontal and vertical lines above this chess, with a total of three hundred and sixty-one intersections.

For the chess of this Martial God Continent, Ye Chen had also been exposed to it when he was in the Jade Emperor Academy, and it was no different from the Go game in his previous life.

In his previous life, Ye Chen won the title of professional sixth-dan chess player in college, and during the time when he was studying the piano with Mo Che at the Jade Emperor Academy, he often played chess with Mo Che.

After months of slaughter by Mo Che, Ye Chen's chess skills have also improved, and as Ling Hún's ability has become stronger, Ye Chen's thinking and calculation skills have also increased.

Ye Chen still remembered what Mo Che had said: "Chess is like life, life is like chess!" This game of chess is not only honing a person's calculation ability, creative ability, thinking ability, and judgment ability, but also improving people's attention and control. ”

Undoubtedly, Wu Tianzong integrated his understanding and perception of kendo into this endgame, and every step was a hidden killing machine.

Looking at the dazzling array of black and white chess pieces in front of him, Ye Chen sighed slightly, there was also a sword intent in this endgame.

This endgame seems to have reached the point where it is about to end, and this Ye Chen represents Baizi, in this situation, this Baizi has completely fallen below.

From the novice's point of view, this endgame is like a game that a black man must win, Ye Chen knows that if he makes a wrong move, then it will definitely cause a backlash of the sword intent in the chess.

On the chess table, everyone quietly waited for the result, and this first game of chess was just the beginning.

However, it was this first game of chess that stumped the countless elites of Wutianzong, it was like a dead game, and seven white pieces were trapped and ambushed on all sides.

With a faint smile, Ye Chen's eyes were closed, and his right hand was raised slightly.

Wu Zong's voice suddenly remembered at this moment: "Just use your true qi to conjure up a white son!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen nodded slightly, his true qi surrounded his fingertips, and a white seed emerged.

With the picture of this endgame in his mind, Ye Chen thought quickly, thinking about the whereabouts of countless white sons.

If Bai Zi wants to break through, it is obviously impossible, the only thing he can do is to put him to death and come back to life, take advantage of the weakness between the black corners, and save Bai Zi, then this endgame will be broken.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, Ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and his right hand quickly pointed forward.

The fingers turned into a phantom, and Bai Zi landed on the chessboard with a bang, and a loud roar sounded in vain.

A crisp sword groan sounded immediately after, and the sword intent erupted in vain, and the sword intent materialized, sweeping towards Ye Chen.

The momentum of the whole body also exploded, Ye Chen withstood the coercion brought by this momentum, and looked at Bai Zi in front of him with a flat face.

The sword qi was involved, and Ye Chen's sword finger casually pointed a few fingers forward to dissolve this sword qi.

"This endgame is interesting, there is no next step that will inevitably cause changes in the endgame, this sword qi seems to have a spirit, like a martial artist!" There was a hint of contemplation in his eyes, and Ye Chen muttered softly: "This is not only a clash of intelligence, but also a clash of cultivation and martial arts!" His eyes closed again, and a trace of understanding flowed in Ye Chen's heart.

On the chess table, everyone in Wutianzong looked at Ye Chen in astonishment, they didn't expect Ye Chen to make a move so quickly.

Those disciples of Wutian Sect with a relatively low realm had a trace of doubt on their faces, and Ye Chen's son was undoubtedly forcing Bai Zi to a dead end.

A trace of astonishment also flashed in the eyes of the Wutian Five Sects, and the five of them looked at each other and smiled, they and the others underestimated this young man, but could this young man bring them a surprise?

"Putting death and then living, this kid is bold enough, this game can be solved!" Wu Zong chuckled, and when he heard this, Qi Jian also nodded slightly: "This young man has a good mind, and he can find the entry point of the endgame with just a few breaths!"

Standing on the snow, Concubine Su looked thoughtfully at the endgame in front of her, and a trace of sleepiness flashed in her eyes.

"It's like a dead end, but there's an extra glimmer of life!" Su Feixuan thought.

Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the prosthetic eyes formed by Bai Zi, and said softly: "Two prosthetic eyes are enough to save Bai Zi!"

Before the words fell, the true qi appeared in Ye Chen's fingertips, transforming into a white child, Ye Chen quickly pointed forward, and several shots were made one after another, and the loud explosion sound resounded non-stop.

The speed at which Ye Chen's fall was extremely fast, as if he had not been considered in any way, but it was closely linked.

When Ye Chen got under the ninth son, a crisp sword groan sounded, and the sword intent emerged, and then the sword intent shattered, and the blackspots on the chessboard in front of him shattered one after another.

The chessboard transformed by the sword qi was also shattered, as if this endgame had been solved by Ye Chen.

The chessboard returned to normal, Ye Chen raised his head, glanced at the end of the mountain road with deep meaning, and immediately took a sip of wine casually, and walked towards the mountain road.

There was silence on the chess table, and everyone looked at the figure at the top of the mountain road in disbelief, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

In particular, some Wutianzong disciples looked at the chess sword without a trace, and remembered that the best result of the senior brother was also the tenth son to break the endgame, and this young man was actually able to break the endgame with nine sons.

Feeling the gaze of his junior brother and sister, Qi Jian smiled and said softly: "This young man is very strong!"

Seeing this, the Wutian Five Sects nodded secretly, only those with great ambitions could achieve such a free and easy chess sword.

However, everyone was also quite surprised, when did this Sword God Sect produce a chess master? RO@.