Urban Almighty Lottery System

Duan Yu thought for a while before slowly dropping a chess piece.

In this way, among the two, one kept concentrating on it and carefully settled down.

The other was treated calmly, with a stable mentality, calm but with an indomitable momentum, and continued the game of back and forth.

Even so, after the two continued to make more than a hundred moves, the speed of Duan Yu's moves became slower and slower.

Moreover, it's not just that, Duan Yu's forehead is also constantly oozing sweat at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, Duan Yu is not relaxed at this moment, it can be seen that he is thinking with all his strength.

In this way, dozens of chess games passed.

Suddenly, Duan Yu took the chess piece in his hand and thought for a long time silently.

However, he dared not to put the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard.

In the end, Duan Yu took a deep breath of relief, and as if resigned to his fate, he put the chess pieces in his hand back into the chess box.

"The Zhenlong chess game laid out by the seniors is so profound and incomparably profound."

"In addition, senior, your superb chess skills are really not far behind Xiaosheng."

"Hey, Xiaosheng really doesn't have the ability to break the Zhenlong chess game today."

After Duan Yu finished speaking, he shook his head again and sighed, as if he was dissatisfied with his chess strength.

Seeing this, Su Xinghe smiled and said:

"Mr. Duan, this statement is wrong. Your chess skills are thoughtful and thoughtful, but you are already a rare chess master."

"I'm just an old man, relying on my familiarity with my master and painstakingly studying the Zhenlong chess game for many years."

"This is how I can gain advantage and be a little better than you. If you and I change places, my chess strength may not be your opponent, Mr. Duan!"

Hearing Su Xinghe's comforting words, Duan Yu felt a lot better for a moment.

Clasped fists towards Su Xinghe, saluted, and retreated to Chen Feng's side.

Seeing this, Chen Feng was about to say something to comfort Duan Yu.

But I never thought that the sound of beating silk, bamboo, gongs and drums suddenly came from a distance, and it was so lively.

After a while, the voice sounded more and more obvious.

Among the people present, more and more people noticed this.

And as the sound came continuously, it gradually became louder.

It has been clearly stated.

The opponent is constantly moving and approaching, and at this moment is in the state of "making friends with chess".

Moreover, the opponent is getting closer and closer to the meeting point of Leigu Mountain.

Chen Feng was also listening, the voice became clearer and clearer.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly said in his heart:

"Ding Chunqiu, you old guy, you are here."

All the heroes of the rivers and lakes, all of them at this moment, were attracted by the sound, turned their heads one by one, and looked towards the uphill mountain road leading to this place.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw a group of people coming up from the bottom of the mountain.

In the hands of this group of people, some were holding musical instruments such as silk, bamboo, gongs and drums, and some were holding white flags with handwriting on them.

A group of people did not forget to blow their musical instruments while walking, and the gongs and drums were loud for a while, so it was very lively.

It's just that these people are beating gongs and drums, and holding long white flags.

Those who don't know may think that someone is going to be buried for a while.

Chen Feng, who had watched the original TV series, was full of black lines at this moment.

ah. .This, this live version is much more embarrassing than the scene in the TV series!

I have to say that Ding Chunqiu's taste is really unique.

Not to mention that Chen Feng is here, silently complaining about Ding Chunqiu's bad taste.

But, on the other side, after the heroes were attracted by the sound, they also looked at the group of people intently.

I saw, except for the obvious little ones who were beating gongs and drums and holding long banners.

In the middle of this group of people, there were two people carrying a bamboo chair forward.

An old man was sitting on the bamboo chair, and the old man was still shaking a goose feather fan in his hand.

Looking carefully, I saw this old man with white hair and a three-foot silver beard under his chin.

His complexion is even more crystal clear like jade, which can be described as "children's face and crane hair", and he looks like a fairy.

At this time, this group of people finally came to the front of the heroes and slowly put down the bamboo chairs.

And after the group of people stopped walking, as the old man got off the bamboo chair, the group of people shouted even louder.

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, martial arts are unrivaled in the world, Old Immortal Xingxiu is number one in the world."

. . . .

A strong middle school breath rushed towards everyone.

Of course, among the people present, perhaps only Chen Feng felt this way.

As for the rest of the Jianghu heroes present, except for a few people who have full confidence in their own strength.

It was more of a crowd, and there was some commotion.

After all, "the name of a person, the shadow of a tree", although it is said that Ding Chunqiu does not often live in the Central Plains, his disciples, as well as himself occasionally make moves.

What he brings in the rivers and lakes is the notoriety of doing all kinds of evil.

Naturally, these people in the Jianghu with poor strength will feel panicked by the appearance of their group.