Rebirth of the soul rekindles the dream of the beauty of the country

Saint Baiyun was so angry that he wanted to overturn the chessboard. He stopped arguing with Qin Zheng. He tried his best to defeat Qin Zheng and make Qin Zheng a joke, otherwise he would become a joke himself. But this made Saint Baiyun a little restless. Even though he tried hard to calm down and adjust his state, his state had actually been affected, but he might not be able to feel it himself.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the sun sets and the moon rises. Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Qin Zheng's speed of making moves gradually increased. It was not until he was close to that of Baiyun Saint that Baiyun Saint realized that Qin Zheng had made progress. Of course, it was not just an improvement in speed.

Qin Zheng's chess skills improved along with his speed. What was this? A breakthrough on the battlefield? Did he become Qin Zheng's sharpening stone?

The Holy Son of Baiyun suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat and a surge of blood rose up, which he forced down.

Later, Qin Zheng's speed was the same as that of Baiyun Shengzi. The two had already placed all their chess pieces, and after a calculation, they found it was a draw.

Qin Zheng knew what was going on. Since his initial moves were not in place, he failed to defeat Saint Baiyun as a whole. If he wanted to continue playing, Saint Baiyun would not be his opponent. However, Saint Baiyun had won two games in a row against Qingshan Sect, so he should get back at them. Since his junior brother might be an excellent chess player, he might as well let him give Saint Baiyun a good beating.

Qin Zheng said to Baiyun Shengzi: "I see that you have internal injuries. You should take a rest first."

This time, Saint Baiyun did not dare to be careless, so he went back to the ring to practice Qigong and regulate his breathing. He had a premonition that Qin Zheng's level was at least slightly higher than his own. Maybe he was not his opponent, but he had to fight. However, setting a time limit for the move later might have some effect. But Saint Baiyun was distracted, and he was not sure whether Qin Zheng had been reborn.

Qin Zhengpiao landed beside Rulong and said, "Junior Brother Ru, I hope you can go on stage and crush Saint Baiyun, while I continue the competition. If I lose, it will be a disgrace to Danfeng."

Rulong understood that Qin Zheng felt that he was better than him, but was not sure, so on the one hand he was inviting him, and on the other hand he wanted to hear his opinion.

Rulong said, "Actually, Senior Brother Qin should be able to win. As for my chess skills, they are about the same as everyone else's."

Qin Zheng heard this and thought that Rulong might be modest, but at least he was about the same as himself. He knew what was going on, so he flew to the ring and said to Baiyun Shengzi: "I see that you are seriously injured, so I won't bully you. How about letting my junior brother Rulong compete with you?"

When Saint Baiyun heard the name Rulong, he felt that he had never heard of it before. He was not famous. He was either a new disciple or not outstanding, so he should not be very powerful.

Comparing myself with Qin Zheng, I should lose more than I win. Since the other party is too arrogant, I will just change someone. The worst that can happen is that I will lose.

He just didn't believe that there was anyone in Qingshan Sect who was better at chess than him and Qin Zheng, and his and Qin Zheng's chess skills could definitely be called top-notch.

Because Saint Baiyun was competing in chess with Dao Buhui, he did not see Rulong giving the jade slip to Qin Zheng, otherwise he might have had different ideas.

Baiyun Shengzi pretended to be generous and said, "You and I can fight again next time. Since you want your junior brother to be in the limelight, I will help you. I will also take a look at whether Qingshan Sect really has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Ask your junior brother to come up."

Qin Zheng waved to Rulong, signaling Rulong to go, and Rulong had no choice but to go into battle.

Rulong flew to the ring. Qin Zheng patted Rulong on the shoulder and said, "Fight well and win glory for Danfeng."

When Saint Baiyun saw Rulong, who was only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, a young man, although Qin Zheng valued him, he unconsciously relaxed a lot in his heart.

It is not easy for Rulong to retreat. It is his own fault for getting involved. It is normal to be deeply involved.

Qin Zheng floated away. Rulong clasped his fists to Saint Baiyun and said, "Saint Baiyun, Senior Brother Qin wants me to learn something new. Please teach me."

Seeing Rulong humble himself, Saint Baiyun didn't know whether Rulong was being modest or showing weakness. In any case, at least Rulong should value himself very much. So it turned out that Rulong was not sure of winning. After all, if a person is sure of winning, why wouldn't he take his opponent seriously, not to mention that the opponent is just a young man. How cunning can he be?

Saint Baiyun was even more relieved, and he said politely, "Okay, okay."

This demonstrates the confidence of Saint Baiyun and also reflects his demeanor.

The style reversal on the stage made people feel quite uncomfortable.

First it was tit-for-tat, now it’s a friendly match, which makes people feel that the world is like a chess game, and everyone can understand it. "

Qin Zheng and others are rivals in love with the Holy Son of Baiyun, while Rulong is a weak and unknown cultivator who is just here to play chess.