Everyone was stunned and looked at the broken stone platform on the ground and the black and white seeds scattered all over the ground.

Gong Pang De helped the boy up. The terrified young man looked at the stone platform broken in half and scorched smoke and the chess pieces scattered all over the ground. I don’t know whether it was surprised or frightened, but he didn’t recover for a long time.

After Zhao Rui helped Sima Yi up, she asked him with concern if he felt uncomfortable. Sima Yi, who looked almost the same as the boy, was breathing roughly, widening his eyes, unable to believe what his eyes saw in front of him.

"It seems that today I have to be considered a draw." Sima Hui stood up and patted her hands and praised:

"You two are almost indistinguishable from the chess skills, which opens my eyes."

Pang Degong beside him also echoed: "It seems that we old and rotten woods have been abandoned by this era..."

Although the scene seemed to be happy, Sima Yi and the young man both understood that the facts were not what Sima Hui said. If it weren't for this sudden thunder bombing to break the chessboard, who would win and lose will be determined in the next step. As for who they think in their hearts, it is unknown.

On the way down the mountain, Sima Hui said to Pang Degong in the bumpy carriage: "You once said that since the death of the opera master, only your nephew who had never met me, and Guo Fengxiao, who had reached the top of the strategist, are you still sticking to this point today?"

Pang De Guild smiled heartily: "Yu Ji and Zhang Jiao once said that only the people who can shake the world's pattern are "Five Abundances", and only they can beat me in the game. "Yu Qi" and "Feng Chu" have already appeared. Judging from their game situation today, the young man who won my a few days ago is good at attacking, and the young man of the same sect is good at guarding, and at least one of them can occupy the seats in the "Five Abundances".

"A good at attacking is more brilliant than a good defender, but he doesn't know that these two are actually equally important factors to win."

Sima Hui quietly recalled the scene of the boy playing chess with Sima Yi just now, and said lightly:

"Don't even God want them to play chess..."

After saying that, Pang Degong suddenly looked at Sima Hui and smiled strangely:

"But there is still one person missing in the 'Five Rui', and the only person who has beaten me except the four of them is you..."

Sima Hui twitched the corner of his mouth: "What do you mean is that I am one of these 'Five Rui'?"

"Haha, it should be reasonable for me to say this?" Pang Degong laughed to the sky: "You can clearly see everyone's future and future in your eyes, just like a silver mirror that looks at the bottom of your heart. You are calm and introverted. Although you have a bird's eye view of the world, you have no ambition to swallow the sky and vomit the earth. You play chess and drink tea all day long, and do not plan for the current situation, which is quite similar to a spiritual turtle."

"Is it like a mirror turtle?" Sima Hui leaned against the window and gently stretched out his hand and looked outside, showing an inexplicable smile:

"It's quite interesting."

After Sima Hui and Pang Degong left, the young man and Sima Yi could not let go for a long time, as if the scene that happened before was still repeated in front of them. What surprised them the most was:

What does the lightning that split the stone platform convey?

It is because of this game that it seems that the relationship between the two people has undergone some changes that ordinary people cannot detect in secret. When facing each other, although they still talk and laugh as usual on the surface, there are some heretics in their hearts that are indescribable deep in their hearts.

And after that, the two of them never mentioned the previous chess game again, and it seemed that they had never happened.

One day, Sima Yi, the boy and Zhao Rui were drinking tea in the courtyard. Suddenly, Zhang Zhongjing hurried in from outside the door with his youngest brother, and said in a panic: "No, you guys escape quickly, that group of people are coming again!"

The cup in Zhao Rui's hand fell to pieces in an instant. She didn't care that the tea would wet her skirt, and pulled Sima Yi's sleeve and planned to escape to the door. However, after just two steps, the door was kicked open. Zhang Zhongjing quickly stopped the young child in his arms and hid aside. Zhou Ying showed up in front of them again with a long sword, with an extremely fierce expression:

"I finally found you, let's calculate the new and old hatreds."

Sima Yi, who was not familiar with Zhou Ying, looked at the fierce and evil person not far away in front of him, looked at Zhao Rui beside him and asked in a low voice: "Is this the person you deceived?"

At first, Zhao Rui was very scared when she saw Zhou Ying, but when she thought that Sima Yi was not a good opponent of Zhou Ying, who was good at using swords and guns, she quickly stood in front of him and faced Zhou Ying not far away:

"This matter has nothing to do with him. His new injury has not healed. If you have any resentment, just ask me alone!"

Zhao Rui, who wanted to rescue Sima Yi, did not expect that this sentence made Zhou Ying's anger even more intense. The humiliation of being deceived by Zhao Rui's weak appearance in the past made him even more powerful. The force of holding the handle of the knife was wide open. He stared at Sima Yi standing behind Zhao Rui. At this time, Sima Yi pushed Zhao Rui aside:

"If you want me to die worse, just say a few more words."

Although he did not deceive Zhou Ying, Zhao Rui was defeated by Zhou Ying because of herself. Sima Yi did not escape the direct confrontation with Zhou Ying and politely apologized:

"Brother Zhou, thank you for taking care of Zhao Rui for so long. I have no intention of deceiving you. I am very sorry for the harm Zhao Rui has caused to you. For the sake of the affection of his fellow countrymen, please stop here."

Zhou Ying's expression did not change at all, but rushed towards Sima Yi with a knife. The young man watched Zhou Ying's steps get closer and closer to the outer courtyard, thinking that he was extremely reckless, and he seemed to have completely forgotten the pain he had suffered before.

However, Zhou Ying's behavior surprised the young man: the place Zhou Ying stepped on was the Beidou Seven Stars step he had set up, and there was no mistake in every step. Soon he rushed to the inner court, just a few steps away from Sima Yi.

Zhou Ying, who escaped the trap, rushed to Sima Yi, raised his long sword high and slashed it down at Sima Yi's shoulder...

Suddenly, a cold arrow flew towards Zhou Ying's side face with a whizzing sound. He was responsive and snatched the cold arrow in the air. When he had not yet gained a foothold after he landed, another cold arrow pierced in front of his right foot that was about to be raised. Zhou Ying did not dare to act rashly, so he raised his head and looked at him standing opposite him, holding an incredible instrument at his right hand: "Do you want to meddle in other people's business again? What's the thing in your hand?"

This time, Zhou Ying did not act recklessly, and before rushing, he had already roughly glanced at Sima Yi, Zhao Rui and the young man. Their hands were empty and there were no weapons nearby. However, the young man actually took out such an unheard of hidden weapon in such a short time, which really surprised him.

Even Sima Yi, who was standing aside, didn't notice when the boy he had been with day and night had such a thing.

Just as everyone was surprised by the boy and what was in his hands, the boy's eyes were particularly serious and cold. His sharp eyes were approaching Zhou Ying:

"Who is teaching you to break the Beidou footwork?"
Chapter completed!