Chapter 45: Sword Saint!

Before the game started, Li Zhao knew that the old man in green robe was a Go master.

After dozens of moves playing chess, Li Zhao was even more shocked and made a sixteen-word evaluation of the old man in green robe: calm and calm, complete plans, grasp the overall situation, and commanding the style.

Look at the layout of the black chess, there is attack in front and defense in the back, and there is guarding on both sides and keeping in the left and right, without any leakage.

When you look at the placeholder of black chess, you can click on the mask and get extremely accurate, and there is no useless son.

Let’s look at the moment when the black chess fights hard, as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as invasion as fire, as unmoving as a mountain!

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Li Zhao dared to use his own Ding Ding to bet that the old man in the green robe must be from a rank, and he has served as a senior general, and has experienced countless bloody battles. Only those who have been on the battlefield can have such a sharp chess style, with golden swords and iron horses, and he will be arrogant and will die if he cannot win. I am invincible!

Unfortunately, during the conversation just now, I didn’t get much information and could not find out the name of the old man in the green robe. However, one thing is certain that a person with such superb chess skills will never be a nameless person!

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"What do you call a young man?"

"My younger generation Li Zhao, small words: Yulang!"

"Well, Yulang, your chess skills are very good. You have reached the second-grade 'sitting' realm, and you are not far from the first-grade 'god' realm. It is really rare to have such at such an accomplishment at a young age, but I don't know which national player I learned from?"

"I don't have a master, I just read a few chess books in my spare time and slowly learned a little bit of the bottom line."

"No master?"

"No!"

After dozens of battles, although the black chess attacked fiercely, the white chess was not at all inferior. Not only was the layout novel, but there were various killer moves, but the ultimate moves were endless, which shocked the old man in the green robe.

Especially after learning that Li Zhao had no teacher and had learned by himself by relying on a few chess scores, his eyes were filled with a strong appreciation.

Today, I encountered a good seedling!

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To put it short, under the control of two people, the black and white chess pieces were like two armies, attacking cities and plundering the ground on the earth transformed by the chessboard, fighting in blood. No one was willing to show weakness, and no one could do anything to each other. The battle situation was in a stalemate.

Although the winner was not decided for a while, Li Zhao knew in his heart that his white chess was actually at a disadvantage.

There is no way, the old man in the green robe has too strong control ability, both offense and defense, and he can't leak it. He even used various killer moves, but he still couldn't break through the opponent's defense line, and instead lost a lot of "army."

If you continue to fight like this, you will definitely lose... No, you must find a way to turn the situation around!

But if you want to turn the situation around, you must find the other party's weaknesses.

The problem is that the old man's chess style is too steady. He has played more than 150 games, but he has not revealed any flaws. What should he do?

Wait a minute, steady?

Haha, with it, being steady is certainly an advantage, but from the perspective of dialectics, being steady is also a disadvantage!

If there are shortcomings, there are loopholes!

But, if you want to seize this loophole, you must take risks!

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Thinking of this, Li Zhao temporarily stopped playing chess, then touched his forehead with his hands and his eyes slightly closed, as if he was trapped in a long-term exam.

Let me explain that during the game, a long-term consideration was used to play a game, which is called a "long test".

In ancient times, there was no time limit for long-term exams, one hour, two hours... one or two days.

Therefore, it is common for masters to play chess between chess and chess. During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, there was a game of Go, which took a very long record of four and a half months!

Fortunately, Li Zhao did not fight a protracted battle. After thinking for half an hour, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of some trick, and then he fell a piece on the left side of the chessboard with full confidence.

The old man in green robe couldn't help but be a little surprised.

It’s not like how clever this son is, on the contrary, this son does not attack or defend, and does not occupy an important position, and is completely useless son.

But after more than one hundred chess moves, Li Zhao's chess skills are so powerful. The old man in the green shirt knows it. Such a powerful little guy took half an hour to take the exam before he confidently left a son. How could it be useless?

Therefore, this one must be useful, and it is very useful, but I didn't think of it for a while, and unknown things always make people feel terrifying...

Thinking of this, the old man in blue changed his tactics and placed seven or eight spies on the left to strengthen the defense line here. He also laid three spies around the white spell, watching firmly to prevent changes.

The problem is that chess pieces are like military strength, with a limit on the number.

While the left defense line was strengthened, the right side inevitably became weaker. The old man in blue also realized this and wanted to strengthen the defense line on the right side of the black chess, but unfortunately it was too late.

Li Zhao seized this fleeting opportunity and directed the white chess to attack the opponent's right side. After breaking the defense line, he rushed to the depth regardless of his cost, regardless of death and injury, and killed Buddha... He forced a large piece of land in the position of the black chess's confidant... The originally unfavorable chess game flipped over in one go.

At this point, the old man in the green robe finally realized that he was smart but was mistaken for intelligence. The seemingly profound white piece was actually a useless chess move, pretending to be a suspicious soldier.

I thought too much and ended up being deceived.

The reason for being deceived is that I am too steady, so steady that I am suspicious, and I have violated the military taboo... What a cunning little guy!

"Haha, you can find the opponent's weakness in the shortest time, and then adapt to the situation and defeat the enemy. If Yulang joins the army in the future, he will definitely be the winning general on the battlefield. But, your boy's heart is a little too dark, and his methods are even more fierce. Even if he is a general, he is not a benevolent and righteous general, but a general who kills, just like a man slaughtering Bai Qi!

You must know that God has the virtue of being a virtuous person, and you cannot kill all people. In the future, you should learn the ways of Confucius and Mencius, cultivate your mind and cultivate your nature, and do more good deeds to avoid going astray in the future!"

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"Thank you for your advice, but in my opinion, those who are generals should be careful and regard killing as common things. As long as we can maintain eternal stability, peace in the world, and peace in the people, even if we turn into a cold-blooded butcher and are scolded by millions of people, what's the harm in being sent to the eighteen levels of hell after death?

If a man does, he should be violent.

Things and benevolence are not established.

Men should kill people, but they will be merciless.

The immortal karma of all ages is all in the murder.

There was a man who was loyal and loyal.

Yazi killed someone, and his body was lighter than a feather.

There are also heroes and domineers, killing people in chaos,

Gathering around the world, only praise swords and guns..."

Although he was fooled, the old man in the green robe was not annoyed. Instead, he praised Li Zhao very much. He also taught him in the tone of an elder, and every sentence was sincere!

Unexpectedly, he was refuted by Li Zhao and even stood up and sang a song "The Man's Walk"... The song was passionate and murderous intent rushed to the sky!

Soldiers are the sharp blades of the country!

If the sharp knife is unsheathed, you must drink blood, which will make the enemy frightened!

As for benevolence, righteousness and morality, it is something that comes after victory. Only the winner can explain what benevolence, righteousness and morality are, and the loser is not qualified to speak!

If you don’t have this awareness, you are not worthy of wearing a strong and holding on to the battlefield!

On the other side, the old man in green robe lowered his head and thought, then looked at Li Zhao, touched the sword at his waist... and continued to lower his head and ponder, then looked at Li Zhao, touched the sword again... The third person in this way, finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"I am 66 years old this year. I am a young man who practices literature and martial arts. I am a middle-aged man who fights all over the world. I am wandering around the world. I think I have experienced a lot and have already seen through everything in the world. I don't want to see through the big things. I don't have a teenager who can see clearly. I'm right. As a soldier, I have the duty to defend my country. How can I be afraid of bloody hands?

Haven't you seen that lions, tigers and prey have gained fame? Who can pity the poor elk? The world has always been strong and weak, and even if it is reasonable, it is in vain... Haha, with such a heroic young man, my fortune in the Tang Dynasty can last for a hundred years, and my life will be gone!"

While speaking, the old man in green robe untied the wine gourd around his waist, drank the fine wine inside, and then licked his lips, obviously not satisfied.

Cui Zongzhi had a lot of eyesight, so he took out a sterling silver wine pot from his arms and respectfully handed it over with both hands.

The old man in green robe took it and took a big mouthful of it. His eyes suddenly became bright: "The fragrance is pure and pure, all four kinds of food are all. I have never drunk such a good wine. I have such a good wine today. What's the name of this wine?"

"Erguotou!"

"Erguotou, interesting, haha!"

The old man in green robe had a good alcohol tolerance, but after drinking a pot of strong wine, he still felt a little drunk. Then he jumped up, pulled out the sword from his waist, and danced on the top of the mountain.

I saw the sword like a dragon, turning left and right, frost-string snow blade flying all over the sky... When it was about to rise, the old man suddenly threw the sword upwards, flew more than ten feet high in the air, and then fell down like lightning, heading straight for his head!

The sword was extremely sharp and fell from a high altitude again. If it was pierced on the top of the head, it would be a heart-warming thing!

Looking at the old man in green robe again, he didn't even look at it, and he raised his scabbard calmly... The sword that fell like lightning was inserted into the sheath, and it was exactly the same.

Such a sword dance is a magical skill!

Li Zhao, Cui Zongzhi, and Bai Mo were all stunned. Jin Baoer also stopped playing, ran over to watch Jianwu, and even patted his hands to applaud!

In addition to being surprised, Cui Zongzhi seemed to have thought of something, and whispered in Li Zhao's ear: "Yulang, I know who this is."

"Oh, who is it?"

"Sword Saint-Pei Min!"

"really?"

"You can't make a mistake. Throwing a sword into the clouds and holding the sheath to inherit it is not bad at all... In the world, only the Sword Saint has such amazing skills!"
Chapter completed!