Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Yang Miaozhen gazed at the chessboard. Clearly, they had not even reached the midgame, and she possessed a great advantage, having captured a large region of his pieces. On top of that, the white pieces were still all over the place, which seemed extremely scattered and disorderly.
Zhang Xuanfeng could not help but say, “You can’t cheat us, hero king. Who knows how many people are watching outside.”
“If you don’t believe me, let’s just keep going then.”
Li Qingshan blinked his eyes and recovered his casual, joking manner again. He picked up a jug of alcohol and poured it into his mouth. He already knew all the possible outcomes of this game.
He had not played many games in his life. In the beginning, he had made all of his moves blindly, but afterwards, he powered the Spirit Turtle Transformation through the Divine Talisman of Great Creation. Compared to the complexity and depth of formations, predicting and simulating the possible moves of a game of chess was as simple as it could get.
Yang Miaozhen pondered her moves and continued to cast out pieces, but she was clearly much more cautious now.
Li Qingshan spent no time thinking at all, responding with casual moves. Having grown bored of the waiting, he asked Zhang Xuanfeng, “Is the master of the Divine Wind sect that leader of the martial arts alliance, Zhang Yuntian?”
“Yes, my master.”
“Oh, and he sent you to test me out?”
There was nothing Zhang Xuanfeng could say in response.
“Your master is a real piece of trash.”
Zhang Xuanfeng expressed deep agreement. She was extremely worried inside. Yang Miaozhen took longer and longer between her moves. She leaned forward slightly too, clearly devoting all of her attention to the game, but her brows became more and more furrowed.
There seemed to be an invisible force that loomed over the board, such that she could not escape from his schemes no matter how she struggled.
The game had progressed more than half way now. Li Qingshan said, “If you still don’t admit defeat, you’ll just be dragging out a pointless existence.”
Yang Miaozhen
…
We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.