Wild beast war god

Playing chess this time is like going to the battlefield.

It had been a long, long time since Sikong Jing had experienced this kind of feeling of meeting his opponent.

Every step requires him to put all his effort into it. Of course, he is a beginner and is still a little too immature in many places.

Looking back, he could have done better and won more easily.

"If you lose, you lose. I'm not someone who cannot afford to lose." The little girl stared, then threw the jade tube on the table to Sikong Jing and said, "Let's play another game, but this time I want... Change the chessboard!”

Sikong Jing caught the green jade tube casually and was stunned. Want to do it again?

But when he heard that the chessboard was to be changed, his eyes flashed and he agreed without hesitation: "Okay."

The next moment, the little girl picked up the chessboard on the table and threw it to Lao He, and then threw a square chessboard out of her space treasure.

The moment it was thrown out, there were bursts of bright light...

It landed on the table with a thud, and the chessboard was much larger than the previous one, occupying the entire table.

Sikong Jing could only take a few steps back behind the stool, and then he looked at the chessboard seriously...On the chessboard, there seemed to be a faint aura of formations. Various terrains and illusions could be seen on the chessboard. Of course, There are also chess moves.

"This is... a spiritual chessboard!" The fat old man couldn't help shouting.

Sikong Jing's whole body trembled slightly. He thought the little girl would take out a war-level chessboard, but he didn't expect that it would be a spiritual product.

"Yes, a chessboard with the ultimate spiritual quality."

"But this chessboard is controllable. You can control it at any level you want, which means it can be reduced to a battle chessboard... One-armed brother, at what level are you going to play with me?"

Having said this, the little girl looked at Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing was still staring at the chessboard. The pure aura of a military formation master coming from it fascinated him and he really wanted to get this chessboard.

But soon, he withdrew his gaze and replied: "I don't know, I really haven't played it."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place became quiet again...

The tiger fangs of the little girl opposite were exposed again, as if they were flashing with cold light.

Grandma Kui behind her said slowly and leisurely: "Young man, do you still want to say that you are a beginner? It would be unkind to pretend any more. My lady has already given her sincerity and bet."

Sikong Jing was stunned when he heard this. He didn't even believe that he was a beginner?

Not only is he a beginner, Sikong Jing doesn’t even know what level of military formation master he has reached, so he really doesn’t know what level of chessboard to choose to play on!

Here, the fat old man also smiled and said: "Young man, stop pretending. You see, we can't pretend anymore."

All the old men nodded gently. They did not believe that Sikong Jing was a beginner.

How can any beginner be so good?

Sikong Jing's face was full of helplessness, and I'm afraid that no matter how he explained it, it would be useless now, so Sikong Jing also said calmly and honestly: "Then the little sister can be whatever grade she wants. I will take care of them all."

He has never participated in the assessment of the military formation division, so he really doesn't know the situation, but everyone around him doesn't believe it.

He can only accept what the other party says.

However, Grandma Kui snorted coldly: "Young man, don't be too loud. If it is the ultimate spiritual product, do you dare to accept it?"

Sikong Jing looked at the other party speechlessly. I don't understand why he spoke so loudly?

But he was too lazy to answer and had no other way to answer.

"Let's do this, our first game will be high-level."

"Then the second round will be the basic spiritual level, and the final round will be reduced to the ultimate battle level. How about winning two out of three rounds?"

At this time, the little girl didn't need Sikong Jing to answer, but asked directly.

Sikong Jing nodded and replied, "That's what my little sister does."

With Sikong Jing's agreement, the two stood on both sides of the chessboard this time, ready to start.

But at this moment, the fat old man said aloud: "There was a lottery just now, but now it doesn't seem exciting enough if there is no lottery? Little girl, would you like to bring something out?"

As soon as these words came out, a group of old people who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously started to boo.

The little girl heard this and replied: "Okay, but this time I won't give away the winnings in vain. What does the one-armed brother have that I can bet against?"

Sikong Jing's heart was wildly excited when he heard this, and he looked at the little girl's chessboard with burning eyes.

But what can I bet with the other party?

At first glance, this chessboard seems to be extremely precious and valuable.

The Blood-devouring Dragon Ball is definitely enough for gambling, but it cannot be taken out. There are still many treasures hidden in it by the Blood Refining Ancestor.

Although the Iron Winged Condor's inner elixir exists at the Imperial Martial Stage, the inner elixir may not be of sufficient value.

But I don’t have anything else of sufficient value...

In vain, he looked at Gong Yangying, and a smile gently formed on his lips.

But Gong Yangying was stunned and subconsciously took a few steps back. Could it be that Sikong Jing wanted to gamble with him?

The next moment, Sikong Jing released a trace of the aura of the Lord of Beasts in vain, and pressed hard in the direction of the ram. Before the latter could react, he opened his hand and sucked in again...

Shadow Moon Rat, who was sleeping lazily in Gongyang Ying's arms, screamed subconsciously, looking terrified.

It suddenly sensed that a ferocious beast with more terrifying and pure blood than itself was staring at it, but before it could react, it had already fallen into Sikong Jing's hands.

Sikong Jing ignored the Shadow Moon Rat who was still a little confused in his sleep.

While squeezing it, he looked at the little girl and said softly: "I will bet you this chessboard with the Shadow Moon Rat in the golden body."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area became quiet...

The little girl's eyes widened, Grandma Kui's eyes narrowed heavily, and the eyes of several old men around her flashed.

Time passes by in stillness...

Finally, the little girl's eyes became brighter and brighter at the Shadow Moon Mouse, then she looked at the chessboard in front of her and replied heavily: "Okay!"

Grandma Kui was stunned when she heard the words: "Sheng... Xiaoti, I'm afraid..."

"Needless to say, you should know how much the Golden Shadow Moon Rat is worth. I really want this beast as a pet." Following the little girl's words, Grandma Kui frowned and finally stopped talking.

Shadow Moon Rats are terrifying ferocious beasts, and their bloodline is very pure.

The golden body is in the teenage years of the Shadow Moon Rat. As long as it is cultivated, it will become a mountain-suppressing ferocious beast. Moreover, the Shadow Moon Rat is extremely weird. As long as she can stay by Xiaoti's side, her safety will be doubled.

It was precisely because Sikong Jing knew the value of the Shadow Moon Rat that he thought it was enough to bet on.

At this time, Sikong Jing casually let go of the Shadow Moon Rat, and the latter returned to Gong Yangying's clothes with a "squeak" sound.

Then he looked around in fear, where was the terrifying bloodline monster just now?

Suddenly, the Shadow Moon Rat reacted again and asked the ram, "Well, what did that human boy say just now?"

And when it learned that Sikong Jing had used itself as a lottery bet, the Shadow Moon Rat almost fainted. Fortunately, it thought that in addition to the iron-skeletal flying vultures, there were monster beasts with terrifying bloodlines around it. It could only bear it bitterly. Got off.