Lost character

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the two came to sit under an old tree.

The Disciple placed a chessboard in front of them, his Face flushed red.

Clearly, none of them had expected Zi Mingding to use such a method to counter Xiao Feng; even they felt ashamed.

If not for Xiao Feng's exceptional skill and courage, they believed no one would mock Xiao Feng if he refused Zi Mingding.

Zi Mingding looked at the Disciples beside him, their Faces full of mocking smiles, and forced himself to explain, "The chessboard is like the battlefield; losing one step means losing."

Without a word, he placed his piece on the board, not even asking Xiao Feng who would go first.

Zhou Wei walked to Zi Mingding's side with a Face full of anger, "You just placed your piece? Didn't you ask who goes first?"

The other Disciples nodded in agreement, "That's right, he didn't even discuss it, completely disgracing the Third Elder."

"Exactly, I think he's just afraid of losing the game and embarrassing himself."

Zi Mingding listened to the Disciples' discussion, his Face turning terrifyingly dark as he swept his gaze over them, "Do not speak while watching the game. I hope you can abide by the rules."

Xiao Feng watched Zhou Wei wanting to stand up for him and couldn't help but shake his head at Zhou Wei, signaling him to return to his side.

Although Zi Mingding had done many shameful things, if they kept dwelling on it, the two's match would simply not be able to proceed.

Xiao Feng then placed his piece down, and the game officially began.

Zhou Wei, seeing that Xiao Feng had made his move, returned to his side, his Face serious as he watched the flow of the game on the board.

It must be said that Zi Mingding was quite skilled to be able to set the competition as a non-combat match.

From the start of the game, almost every piece he placed carried a strong Killing Intent, forcing Xiao Feng's pieces to retreat step by step.

Zhou Wei, worried that Xiao Feng would lose the Shanhe Sword, subconsciously glanced at Xiao Feng, as if wanting to persuade him.

However, when his gaze met Xiao Feng's, he realized that he wasn't worried about losing the match at all, which left him stunned on the spot and made him wonder.

"Could it be... there are moves on the board that I don't understand?"

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zi Mingding placed a piece and couldn't help but laugh loudly, "My pieces have cornered yours, you're finished!"

The Disciples beside him tilted their heads and looked at the pieces on the board, some shaking their heads regretfully, "It seems that in terms of chess skill, Zi Mingding is superior."

Zhou Wei heard their discussion and couldn't help but mock, "Who uses Go for a match? He's just using his strength to attack his weakness."

This time, Zi Mingding didn't plan to tolerate it and glanced at Zhou Wei, "You'd better not talk nonsense. The placement of pieces on the board is also very important, it's just like a decisive battle."

Although they all knew that Zi Mingding was making excuses, since Xiao Feng had agreed to a chess match, they had no way to deal with Zi Mingding.

Just as everyone was showing regret, Xiao Feng picked up a piece and held it in his hand, chuckling softly, "Step by step, but unfortunately, you're one move short."

As he placed the piece on the board, Zi Mingding's pieces were already in a losing position.

When Zi Mingding saw that the pieces on the board were in a losing position, he suddenly stood up from his seat, "Why is this happening? You cheated!"

The Disciples beside him looked at Zi Mingding as if he were an idiot. With so many of them surrounding the board, how could Xiao Feng possibly cheat?

Zi Mingding noticed that the surrounding Disciples were unwilling to believe him and pointed at the piece in Xiao Feng's hand, "The piece was placed with force, someone is clearly guiding him."

Zhou Wei looked at Zi Mingding, who was like a gambler who had lost everything, and mocked, "So many of us can testify for Xiao Feng, no one saw him cheat."

This time, the Disciples watching the game all nodded, "Yes, we saw you playing chess with our own eyes, and we didn't see Xiao Feng cheat. Don't make false accusations."

"Haha, I think you're just a bad loser."

One after another, mocking words entered Zi Mingding's ears, making it impossible for him to accept such an outcome.

Suddenly, Zi Mingding, with a Face full of anger, swept his gaze over the Disciples watching the game, causing them to shut their mouths.

Although they had the guts to mock Zi Mingding, they didn't have the ability to contend with him.

If they were to become the target of his anger, their fate would likely be very tragic.

Zi Mingding fiercely overturned the chessboard and pointed in Xiao Feng's direction, "Clearly cheating, yet no one is pointing it out, you're all in on it."

Zhou Wei saw that the Disciples were silent and simply stood up, "So many of us saw it with our own eyes, don't lose the challenge and your character."

They were all Qing Sect Disciples, and it was highly likely that they would see each other frequently in the future.

If he didn't produce the items from the bet, it was believed that Zi Mingding wouldn't even be able to walk with his head held high in the future.

Xiao Feng looked at the chess pieces scattered all over the ground and stood up with an indifferent expression, "You chose the method of challenge, I couldn't have prepared in advance."

If Xiao Feng had proposed the method of challenge, it would have been possible for him to collude with Disciples who were skilled in chess to watch from the side.

In every sense, there was no possibility for Zi Mingding to explain.

Zhou Wei noticed that Zi Mingding was standing still and couldn't help but walk up to him, sneering, "You wouldn't be a bad loser, would you? We're all watching."

The Disciples heard Zhou Wei's words and all nodded, "Yes, we are all watching you, you represent the Third Elder here."

If other Disciples were to learn that the Third Elder's Personal Disciple publicly violated a bet, it was believed that even the Third Elder's reputation would be affected.

Xiao Feng watched Zi Mingding standing still without reacting and sat down in front of the chessboard again, "Our match is over, now... it's up to your choice."

If he could smoothly take out the Purple Gold Defense Token, this match would merely serve as a lesson for him.

Conversely, if he decided to renege, it was believed that the Qing Sect Disciples present would bring him even greater trouble.

Zi Mingding stood still, his head bowed, his expression fluctuating between light and dark.

In just ten breaths of time, Zi Mingding slowly raised his head, his Face full of anger.

Zhou Wei saw Zi Mingding's expression and quickly shouted, "Not good, he's going to attack you!"

As his voice fell, Zi Mingding had already rushed towards Xiao Feng, as if wanting to kill him.

Now, Xiao Feng remained motionless in his seat, as if he hadn't seen anything, and snorted coldly, "You think you can hurt me with your strength? Naive."

As soon as Zi Mingding arrived beside Xiao Feng, the Shanhe Sword immediately appeared in front of Xiao Feng, blocking Zi Mingding's determined blow for him.

Instantly, Zi Mingding's surprised voice came out, "Automatic protection of its master?"