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889: You're older, so go ahead.

Everyone says people of the Confucian Dao only know some classical phrases, talking about things like gentlemanly etiquette, and are utterly pedantic.

He never expected that today he would meet such a sharp-tongued and hateful person.

Xie Weilou said plainly, "Don't be unconvinced. After This Xie came to this Eastern Barren City, he met several Venerables. Compared to those people, you really don't measure up. Someone like you isn't even qualified to carry their shoes!"

"..."

The Chess Saint’s expression froze. Now he was completely speechless, as his cultivation level truly was inferior to those Venerables.

Xie Weilou said, "Senior, you are too focused on the Human Aspect! On the path of Cultivation, ordinary people account for ninety-nine percent. It is normal for talent, Heart-Nature, and cultivation to be inferior to others. Did Senior waste his whole life and still not realize such a shallow truth?"

He shook his head and said, "You are fundamentally just an ordinary old geezer. Your life can only be this way, and it will be difficult for you to achieve any Breakthrough in the future. Why try to act tough?"

"..."

The Chess Saint’s body trembled, and his Dao Heart couldn't help but waver, causing him to begin doubting himself.

He had been stuck at the Peak Creation Realm for many years, unable to advance even an inch. Was it truly because his innate talent and Comprehension Ability were too poor?

He was indeed an old man nearing the end of his life, with little Lifespan remaining. Could his entire life truly only amount to this?

A moment later.

The Chess Saint snapped back to attention and immediately suppressed the anger in his heart.

He sat down directly in front of the chessboard and said in a deep voice, "You used the Dao of Chess to kill my Disciple. Do you dare to play a game against me?"

He was no match when it came to arguing, so it seemed today he had to use the skill he was best at!

In the Dao of Chess, he prided himself on being invincible. Even if the Confucian Sage came forward to play against him today, he would not be afraid in the slightest.

Just a young brat, daring to be presumptuous in front of him. He would make the other party pay a heavy price.

"Senior is already so old, yet he still has the gall to play against me. So utterly shameless and brazen, throwing away his old Face—how could I not give you Face? Someone might think This Xie doesn't know how to respect the elderly and cherish the young!"

Xie Weilou sat down directly opposite him, his words like knives, each one aimed to pierce the Chess Saint’s heart.

"..."

The Chess Saint’s expression became incredibly ugly again.

Was this youngster mocking him, an old Senior, for stooping so low to bully a junior?

He was also speechless regarding this matter, because it was the truth.

As a highly renowned master of the Dao of Chess, dealing with a junior was inherently a shameful thing to do. Regardless of victory or defeat, he would lose Face.

But today, he had to do this. If he didn't kill this child, his Dao Heart would not be clear!

"..."

The surrounding crowd subconsciously retreated. They understood that this game would not be simple.

One was the highly renowned Chess Saint, invincible in the Dao of Chess; the other was the newcomer Mr. Xie, mysterious and unfathomable. Their match would certainly be extraordinary.

However, before the match, they had already witnessed Xie Weilou's skill at cursing, which was truly... amazing!

It was clear that the Chess Saint was on the verge of spitting blood.

The Chess Saint said coldly, "I will give you three stones. I want to see exactly how you used strange techniques to kill my apprentice."

Xie Weilou looked at the Chess Saint: "Does Senior know a saying?"

"What saying?"

The Chess Saint asked with a cold Face.

Xie Weilou’s words were haunting: "Life is like chess, once a move is made, there are no regrets. Time flies like a white steed passing a gap, life is but a fleeting moment! Your life has reached its end, and your Dao of Chess will find it difficult to advance even an inch. This game might be your last."

"Arrogant words, but this old man hopes your tone matches your strength."

The Chess Saint kept a cold Face, exerting all his strength to suppress his rage.

Xie Weilou casually grabbed a handful of black stones: "Considering your age, let's play an even game this time! Otherwise, if you lose, you might hate yourself for being too arrogant."

"You..."

Seeing Xie Weilou grab the stones, the Chess Saint felt another burst of anger.

Guessing for initiative.

The higher ranked or older person should grab the stones, and the lower ranked or younger person should guess.

This little beast grabbed the stones first and made him guess. What kind of damned Confucian Dao Mister was this? He was utterly rude.

Xie Weilou looked at the Chess Saint: "You are obsessed with the current form, yet you cannot see through to the essence of a game of chess. Your Dao of Chess might disappoint me greatly."

"..."

The Chess Saint’s Face was ugly. He picked up a white stone.

This Xie Wei released his hand, and three black stones dropped.

"I go first! Daring to play an even game with me, you are quite unaware of your own limits."

The Chess Saint smiled coldly.

Xie Weilou flicked his sleeve, and the three black stones returned to the bowl. He said with a playful smile, "You are old and nearing the grave. You certainly must take the first step."

"I..."

The Chess Saint’s body trembled.

He was triggered again, feeling an inexplicable sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed several times, making him feel like spitting blood.

This little beast’s mouth was incredibly sharp. Such targeted insults left him momentarily unable to refute them.

He absolutely had to crush this child on the chessboard; only then could he vent the hatred in his heart.

"..."

The Chess Saint didn't waste words. He pressed down on a white stone on the table, intending to seize a star point.

Seeing this, Xie Weilou laughed, "Before, This Xie met the Vice Dean of Zhongzhou Academy. She imitated the Chess Saint’s technique and set up a Sky Net and Earth Web game, but the result was utterly pathetic! Senior, are you planning to play the Sky Net and Earth Web?"

"Hmm? You were the one who broke my Sky Net and Earth Web?"

Hearing this, the Chess Saint’s eyes narrowed.

The Vice Dean had told him about this before—that his Sky Net and Earth Web had been broken. He had been curious about who exactly broke his Sky Net and Earth Web.

He never expected that person to be right in front of him!

If he could break the Sky Net and Earth Web, the opponent's Dao of Chess must not be weak.

Xie Weilou sighed, "This Xie's Dao of Chess is only ninth-rate. The reason he could break the Sky Net and Earth Web is simply because the Sky Net and Earth Web was too weak, inferior even to the ninth-rate."

"You... you dare to mock this old man's Sky Net and Earth Web?"

The Chess Saint glared at Xie Weilou, the frustration building up in his heart, his rage burning, on the verge of eruption.

The Sky Net and Earth Web was the chess game he prided himself on, having used it to defeat countless masters of the Dao of Chess. Yet a little beast dared to mock his game?

Xie Weilou said with a serious expression, "This Xie wasn't targeting anyone specifically. He just genuinely thinks your Sky Net and Earth Web is too trashy and unworthy of the stage. If you still think your Sky Net and Earth Web is so amazing, you can continue to play it. Let's see if you lose or not!"

"Good, good, good! You yellow-mouthed brat, daring to speak such arrogant words. Today, this old man will make you pay the price."

The Chess Saint’s Face was ugly. He immediately pressed a white stone down, placing it on the Tengen point.

He wasn't stupid. Since the Sky Net and Earth Web had been broken by the person in front of him, he naturally wouldn't continue playing the Sky Net and Earth Web game.

Placing a stone on Tengen, for ordinary people, is actually equivalent to giving the opponent about twelve stones in handicap.

But for him, it could turn decay into wonder.

Seeing this, Xie Weilou laughed, "Senior certainly knows how to be condescending!"

"My Dao attainment is high: Heaven and Earth are in great harmony, and the Dao follows nature. Your Dao attainment is low, your speech is unclear, and you start by occupying the edges."

Xie Weilou laughed and said, "You're so old you barely have any teeth left, yet you still like to brag. Be careful, the Daoist Thunder Ancestor Heavenly Venerable might send down thunder and strike you dead!"

As he spoke, he picked up a white stone and seized a star point.

Boom!

Just as he placed the white stone down, dark clouds gathered in the sky, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and terrifying thunderbolts raged.

It seemed as if Xie Weilou’s words had come true, and the Thunder Ancestor Heavenly Venerable was furious, intending to strike the Chess Saint dead with lightning.

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