Chapter 337
Yu Chaoyu looked pleased and left proudly.
"Hmph, let's see how you die!"
Huan Shuzi said something vicious, then turned and left.
Watching the students of Baisha Academy leave, Tang Xuan smiled and shook his head.
"Master Tang, you are too...ah..."
Shu Santie came up with a helpless look on his face.
Mu Liuchen also frowned.
One day, isn't this a joke!
Mu Qingling also stood awkwardly beside him, with confusion and helplessness on her face.
"What?"
Tang Xuan raised his eyebrows.
"Do you think I'm 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 would have turned against each other.
In their eyes, Tang Xuan was just fooling around.
He agreed easily.
In the end, Zhengqi Academy had to compensate for the bet, right?
Winning or losing is not a big deal to Tang Xuan.
This is a symbol of extreme irresponsibility.
Mu Qingling is unlucky to have such a master.
Tang Xuan naturally knew what the two were thinking, but he didn't expose it.
He couldn't say that he was a wall-hanger.
He pondered for a moment and said, "Is that Yu Chaoyu very powerful?"
Shu Santie smiled bitterly, "Powerful? That's very powerful! She killed nine geniuses of Zhengqi Academy with her own strength!"
Mu Liuchen said, "This woman is known as a natural chess saint. She is proficient in the art of playing the piano and chess, especially in chess. She has a cultivation speed several times faster than others!"
"In just five years, she has become the number one chess player in Baisha Academy!"
"No one has ever been able to fight with her for the white pieces, not even one!"
With every word, Mu Liuchen and Shu Santie's faces became heavier.
Mu Qingling became more and more nervous.
The Confucian scholars of Zhengqi Academy around her looked even more desperate.
They are already strong, and they are five years ahead. How can they compare?
In terms of chess, time, they are completely behind.
It is a losing situation.
"Five years, less than two thousand days! It is acceptable!"
Tang Xuan nodded.
Mu Liuchen and Shu Sandie were almost scared to death.
Less than two thousand days?
Is this human talk?
Among warriors, one more day is a world of difference.
Not to mention that Yu Chaoyu has extremely strong talent and is five years ahead.
On the other hand, Mu Qingling has just started.
One is almost at the finish line.
The other has just started.
How can they compare?
From any aspect, they are bound to lose.
In any aspect!
There is absolutely no possibility of winning!
"By the way, how does Hao Zhengwen Emperor Body compare to the Chess Saint Body?"
Tang Xuan asked with a smile.
When Mu Qingling's Hao Zhengwen Emperor Body was mentioned, Shu Santie also became more energetic.
"Although the body of the chess saint is powerful, it is nothing but dust in front of the Hao Zhengwen Emperor Body. In time, Qingling will have no problem surpassing Yu Chaoyu! It's just..."
Speaking of this, Shu Santie's smile faded and he looked embarrassed.
"It's just a lack of time, right?"
Tang Xuan said.
"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 they really can't find any hope of victory.
"Forget it... Maybe this is God's will! Let them take over the Hao Zhengling!"
Mu Liuchen shook his head and turned away with a lonely face.
Shu Santie wanted to say something, but in the end it just turned into a long sigh.
The other Confucian scholars of Zhengqi Academy were also uneasy and scattered.
The clear and bright reading voices of the past also disappeared.
The setting sun shines obliquely.
The Zhengqi Academy is beautiful.
But in the beautiful scenery, it is full of desolation.
"Master..."
Mu Qingling walked to Tang Xuan and whispered.
She didn't know what to say.
Tang Xuan smiled slightly.
"Even you don't believe me?"
Mu Qingling's body shook.
"Disciple dare not!"
"Ha, you say you dare not, but your body is very honest!" Tang Xuan shook his head.
"Come with me!"
He waved his sleeves and walked into Zhengqi Academy.
In theory, he is an outsider and cannot move around in Zhengqi Academy at will.
But now the whole Zhengqi Academy is extremely depressed, and no one cares about discipline at all.
Many Confucian scholars even put down their poems and books and strolled in Zhengqi Academy in twos and threes.
Tang Xuan took Mu Qingling to a quiet little courtyard.
"Sit down and start practicing chess!"
"Yes!"
Although Mu Qingling didn't know what Tang Xuan was going to do, she still sat down as he said.
She took out the space ringA chessboard, and began to practice chess.
Chess is an existence that requires talent and time.
Mu Qingling has the body of Hao Zhengwen Emperor, so talent is not a problem at all.
Her body slowly radiated a little spiritual light, and various chess records turned into phantoms hovering above her head, and were finally absorbed.
However, this process was extremely slow.
It took about half an hour to absorb a chess record.
"This is too slow!"
Tang Xuan frowned, looking unhappy.
Fortunately, Mu Liuchen and Shu Santie were not there, otherwise they would have spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
You should know that the chess records that Mu Qingling practiced were all peerless chess records accumulated by Zhengqi Academy for thousands of years.
Each game contains the hard work of the predecessors and is the crystallization of thousands of wisdom.
Ordinary Confucian scholars may not be able to comprehend a game even if they spend their entire lives.
Mu Qingling only took half an hour to completely comprehend a game. This talent is too terrifying.
"Emperor Soul! Open!"
Tang Xuan pointed his finger, and the Emperor Soul burst out, covering the entire courtyard.
In an instant, the sky turned into endless starlight, and rolling spiritual energy poured into Mu Qingling's body.
Her speed instantly increased by dozens of times.
Sudden enlightenment state!
Open!
But even if it was dozens of times faster, it was still not enough.
Because Yu Chaoyu has been practicing chess for five years.
Nearly two thousand days.
For a being with great talent, there is almost no possibility of surpassing.
Of course, this almost does not include Tang Xuan.
"System! Increase my comprehension speed by ten thousand times!"
"Ding! Amplification completed!"
Boom!
Mu Qingling suddenly raised her head, her hair rolled back and flew, and her whole body was wrapped in dazzling spiritual light.
The chess records that were difficult to understand before were already understood in a breath.
In less than an hour, the thousands of chess records of Zhengqi Academy had been thoroughly integrated.
"You can't learn blindly, you have to use it flexibly!"
Tang Xuan said softly, and pointed his finger, and ten chessboards appeared in the void.
A shadow sat opposite each chessboard.
Mu Qingling moved the pieces very fast, and actually played against ten opponents at the same time.
Her forehead was covered with sweat, and her chess cultivation was improving madly.
How terrible it was to have a comprehension that increased ten thousand times.
At the beginning, Mu Qingling was still a little strenuous.
But later it became easier and easier.
Her opponents also changed from ten to twenty, thirty, and forty.
Almost every breath, her chess was breaking through madly.
This speed was extremely terrifying.
Time passed in a minute and a second.
The night was deep.
Although the Zhengqi Academy was heavily lit with candles, it seemed very quiet.
No one could fall asleep.
Everyone was in a heavy mood.
In a few hours, Yu Chaoyu would bring people from Baisha Academy to provoke.
Zhengqi Academy will eventually be defeated.
From now on, it will be nailed to the pillar of shame of Confucianism.
In the Dean's Hall.
Mu Liuchen was silent.
Hao Zhengling was placed on the table.
"Ah..."
After a moment, a long sigh came out.
"Miracle, can it really not happen?"
