Su Xinghe’s Aura was on the wane, while Fahai’s was like a bamboo shoot breaking through the ground.
Each time a black piece landed, a white piece almost immediately responded, capturing it.
Finally, Su Xinghe was powerless to turn the tide, losing the entire game!
“The Zhenlong Chess Game has been broken!”
Everyone’s hearts jolted!
The Zhenlong Chess Game, which had remained unsolved for thirty years, had actually been broken!
The Hanggu Eight Friends showed expressions of wild joy.
The other onlookers, their Faces filled with shock, gazed disbelievingly at the incredibly young figure!
He was the one who ultimately solved the Zhenlong Chess Game!
The chess game that no one had been able to solve for thirty years was truly solved by Fahai!
It turned out he hadn't been lying!
He really could solve the Zhenlong Chess Game!
Su Xinghe stood up. Although he knew the game was broken, his heart was filled with joy.
From the moment this Zhenlong Chess Game was set, he had always hoped someone could solve it.
Because this chess game was originally set to find a true successor for his Master.
The Zhenlong Chess Game, unsolved for thirty years,
Today, it was finally broken!
He had guarded this chess game his entire life, and now, in his old age, he had finally found an ideal successor for his Master.
Su Xinghe looked at Fahai, his eyes filled with warmth and relief.
He silently spoke in his heart:
“Congratulations, Little Junior Brother.”
“I hope you can fulfill Master’s unfinished wish.”
He slowly stepped forward and said to Fahai, “Little Master, your chess skills are extraordinary. This old man admires you.”
When they saw Su Xinghe personally express his gratitude to Fahai,
Everyone understood that this young monk had indeed defeated him with true skill.
That wasn't arrogance, but genuine confidence!
In contrast, Murong Fu and Song Qingshu were plunged into deep astonishment,
Their Faces full of embarrassment and shame.
They had completely lost Face.
It turned out that the most ridiculous ones were themselves!
Murong Fu gripped his sword hilt tightly, his expression agitated, as if he might lose control at any moment.
And Song Qingshu quietly retreated behind Song Yuanqiao,
Remembering his earlier mocking words towards Fahai, his heart was filled with shame.
“I concede.”
Fahai smiled, stood up, and responded with a humble tone.
“Hahaha, truly a young hero!”
Su Xinghe was genuinely delighted, his gaze towards Fahai filled with affection.
Setting up this Zhenlong Chess Game was not to show off his skills, but rather to find a successor for his benefactor, Wu Yazi.
Many years ago, Wu Yazi was ambushed by Ding Chunqiu and fell off a cliff.
As the Senior Brother, Su Xinghe should have purged the sect,
But he was engrossed in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and his martial arts cultivation could not match Ding Chunqiu, who focused solely on training.
Not only did he fail to avenge his Master, but he was also forced to feign deafness and dumbness, and disband his Disciples.
His greatest wish in this life was to avenge Wu Yazi,
And bring the traitor Ding Chunqiu to justice!
What he couldn't do, he entrusted to the Zhenlong Chess Game, hoping to find a Master to complete it on his behalf.
These years, he continuously held chess gatherings, just to find that destined person.
This year, the scale was particularly grand, as he knew that time waits for no one, and his Master could not wait either.
So he invited heroes from the Jianghu to gather at Wuliang Mountain, just hoping someone could break the game.
Heaven did not disappoint the diligent, and after thirty years, someone finally did it.
“Little Master, please follow me.”
Upon hearing this, Fahai’s heart stirred, knowing that the main event was coming.
Su Xinghe was going to take him to see Wu Yazi.
The long-hidden truth was about to be revealed before him.
At this moment, many Martial Forest figures watched Fahai being led away by Su Xinghe,
Their gazes fixed, unwilling to move for a long time.
Each harbored their own thoughts.
Rumor had it that an astonishing secret was hidden behind the Zhenlong Chess Game,
But no one knew exactly what it was.
Now, was the answer about to surface?
Soon, Su Xinghe led Fahai outside the Wuliang Jade Cave.
The Jianghu crowd also followed,
If there truly was a world-shaking secret, they wanted to witness it firsthand.
Suddenly, a low, aged voice rang out.
“Senior Brother, it’s been a long time!”
As these words fell, Su Xinghe’s expression suddenly changed.
In an instant, a person emerged from the crowd, heading straight for the Wuliang Jade Cave.
It was an old man dressed in an embroidered long robe, with a stern Face and an Aura of chilling coldness emanating from his entire body.
Even more bizarrely, a faint green mist faintly swirled around his body.
Everyone retreated, fearing contamination by the unknown poisonous mist.
The newcomer was none other than the old Strange Ding Chunqiu of the Xingxiu Sect!
“Ding Chunqiu, I didn’t expect you to still dare to show yourself here.”
Su Xinghe’s Face was grim as he looked at Ding Chunqiu and angrily rebuked him.
Murong Fu and Song Qingshu, however, smiled upon seeing Ding Chunqiu appear.
The reason was simple: Ding Chunqiu and Fahai had a deep-seated enmity.
Zhaixing Zi had died by Fahai’s hand.
This time, Ding Chunqiu would certainly not let him off easily.
Hmph, this little bald donkey, does he really think breaking the Zhenlong Chess Game makes him amazing?
Let’s see if he can get through this hurdle!
“Ding Chunqiu really came?”
The crowd immediately became noisy, with low discussions breaking out.
“It’s over, today will likely be a bloody battle.”
“Not necessarily. Fahai once killed Yu Canghai and could withstand a palm strike from Song Yuanqiao. His strength shouldn’t be underestimated.”
“But Ding Chunqiu is a Grandmaster-level figure who has been famous for a long time, and a ruthless character known for his poisons.”
“It will be difficult for Fahai to defeat him.”
As everyone was discussing, Ding Chunqiu’s cold eyes, like those of a viper, locked onto Fahai.
“Junior, you killed my Disciple. Today, you must pay with your life!”
Before his voice faded, he suddenly struck, his Grandmaster-level Aura erupting with a thunderous force, pouncing towards Fahai.
Fahai was already at a disadvantage and had a blood feud with him, so he naturally became the primary target to be eliminated quickly!
The Zhenlong Chess Game had been set for thirty years, and he had also attempted it for thirty years.
He had failed repeatedly for thirty years, never managing to break the game.
This time, he had lurked in the crowd, not making a high-profile appearance, just to observe if anyone could complete this game.
He never expected that it would be broken by a monk!
Even more unexpectedly, this monk was the very person who had personally killed his favored Disciple!
How wonderful!
A sinister smile appeared on Ding Chunqiu’s lips.
“Fahai, you are courting death!”
“Today, I will send you on a path to the Yellow Springs, to seek justice for my Disciple!”
With that, he slammed out a palm, its force as sharp as a blade, instantly reaching Fahai’s Face.
Seeing this, Murong Fu and Song Qingshu were overjoyed, secretly cheering him on.
“Ding Chunqiu, go for it!”
“You must kill this hateful Little Monk!”
“Fahai, what if you solved the chess game? You still can’t escape death!”
However, Su Xinghe had waited thirty years for someone to break the game. How could he allow this person to be harmed now?
He immediately intervened, blocking the attack for Fahai.
But he himself was forced back several steps, his Qi and blood churning within him.
“Senior Brother, these years you’ve been engrossed in chess, neglecting your martial arts. How can you be my match!”
Ding Chunqiu cackled strangely, his expression sinister, his killing intent chilling, and he struck fiercely!
In an instant, Su Xinghe fell into a disadvantage.
Su Xinghe desperately resisted, turning his head to look at Fahai.
“Little friend, you go into the cave first.”
His expression and demeanor clearly showed that he intended to sacrifice his life to cover Fahai’s retreat, buying him a chance at survival.
Ding Chunqiu had coveted the position of Sect Leader of the Xiaoyao Sect for a long time. How could he let this go unchecked?
He stood at the entrance of the Wuliang Jade Cave, firmly blocking the way, and entangled himself with Su Xinghe.
Su Xinghe had been engrossed in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting in his early years, and then spent thirty years setting up the chess game, neglecting his martial arts. His strength was indeed inferior to Ding Chunqiu now.
But he and Ding Chunqiu were from the same sect, and at this moment, with a resolve to die, he erupted, actually holding Ding Chunqiu firmly in check, just to buy time for Fahai.
Ding Chunqiu was both surprised and annoyed. His eyes darted around, and a cunning scheme formed.
“Everyone, the Zhenlong Chess Game has been broken. Aren’t you curious about the hidden mysteries within?”
“Are you willing to let a Little Monk hog all the glory?”
As soon as his words fell, the crowd immediately stirred.
Who wouldn't yearn to uncover the secrets of the Zhenlong Chess Game?