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Chapter 74 Demon Sword Muramasa

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    "I'm here to teach you a lesson!" An old but loud voice suddenly sounded from a high place, and his tone of "Zhongzheng Renhe" also contained a hint of domineering.

    It turned out that the fierce battle between Xiao Yi and Tian Feng not only attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, but also many spectators walked out of the private rooms on each floor. The person who spoke was an old man in the private room on the third floor.  Shi Zheng was walking down the stairs slowly, with a clear rhythm between his steps.

    I saw that the old man was about sixty years old, with a resolute face, gray hair, thick eyebrows and wide mouth, a straight nose, and clear-eyed eyes showing bursts of worry; the black black bird robe on his body was spotless, and his clothes were spotless.  The long sleeves are as fluttering as colorful butterflies, a jade belt is tied around the waist, and a long beard is floating on the chest. The roots are breathable and the majesty is extraordinary. Although he is wearing casual clothes, the old man's aura of being in a position of power cannot be concealed at all.

    The noise in the hall immediately stopped, and everyone stared at him. The disciples of the aristocratic families, all dressed in rich clothes, all bowed and saluted at this moment, with an extremely humble attitude. It was obvious that they had recognized the true identity of the old man.

    "Young man is very clever. My surname is Wang, and my home is in Luoyang City. I want to ask you for advice on a game!" The old man stepped onto the chess table and said loudly. Although his words were very polite, the aura of the superior person raised in the court was not  It was extremely compelling, and all the spectators under the altar were suppressed by this aura and lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look up.

    "Old man, please!" The strong will be strong. Under the pressure of the external environment, Xiao Yi's murderous and punishing spirit was also aroused. He straightened his waist and looked at the old man with a pair of black and white eyes, neither humble nor arrogant.  The kind of aura refined with countless blood sacrifices on the battlefield immediately withstood the old man's aura without losing the slightest bit.

    His eyes were as sharp as a sword, and although his words were not high-pitched, they sounded like an iron horse. After feeling the iron-blooded aura in Xiao Yi's body, the old man couldn't help being slightly stunned, and looked at him in admiration, "In recent years, he has been able to stand in front of him.  There are very few young people standing so steadily in front of me, except for the few in the palace"

    "I watched the game just now. It was like a fight between a dragon and a tiger. The young man is really good at it. I wonder where his master came from?" After sitting down, the old man was not in a hurry to start. Instead, he inquired about Xiao Yi's inheritance.

    "This kid comes from a humble background. He studied in the mountains and wilderness and dare not touch the elders!" Xiao Yi replied humbly. As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous like pigs are afraid of being strong!  Luoyang is in troubled times now, so it's better to keep a low profile.

    In this game, Xiao Yi plays black and the old man plays white. The result of the guess is that black moves first.

    As soon as he started playing, Xiao Yi immediately felt the unusualness of the old man's chess style; he was majestic but also neutral and peaceful, which could be said to be a hidden needle that made it difficult for people to detect. He was also very good at using moves, and his moves were very high. Obviously, the old man must have been careful just now.  After watching Xiao Yi's chess style, the countermeasures he implemented were very good. At this time, the white chess piece was like a cloud dragon above the nine heavens, majestic and high. If Xiao Yi still used the mountain avalanche routine, he would definitely lose. Let me ask.  , no matter how high the mountain is, how can it be higher than the clouds and dragons in the sky?

    Seeing that the old man's white chess piece was as graceful as an immortal, it soon occupied a large position in the middle. The situation was great. Not only were the lowly people praising him, but Xiao Yi was also attacked and touched his chin frequently, "What an old man!"  Traitors, old horses are slippery, and an old chess player is harder to catch than a rabbit!" If he wants to face off against his opponent who is definitely not an old man, the only solution for now is to take a sideways approach Since the opponent is a cloud dragon, then  What Xiao Yi needs at this time is a sword that can slay the sky and slay dragons. Unfortunately, the 'Dragon Sword' has not appeared in Jin Yong's novels in later generations. Xiao Yi does not have it in his hand, but he does have a 'Demon Sword'.

    'Muramasa Demon Sword' - a famous killing move in later generations of Go; "it uses a large slanted stance, with the small eyes between the two high clips leaning on the outside". Because the moves are complex, powerful, and difficult to control, they often do not hurt anyone.  , hurt yourself first, so it is called the demon sword.  This move was once praised and studied by countless masters in the Go world. As a hardcore Go enthusiast, Xiao Yi naturally studied it carefully, and finally used it as a trump card.

    As soon as the 'Demon Sword' came out, it was indeed extremely powerful. In an instant, the situation in the chess game suddenly changed. White's chess, which was originally like a cloud dragon in the sky, was hacked away by the 'Muramasa Demon Sword' in Xiao Yi's hand and retreated steadily. The midsection was quickly lost, and the white chess retreated.  At one corner, Black is pressing forward step by step, with the potential to slay the dragon in one fell swoop.

    The expression of the old man holding the white chess piece in his hand immediately changed, and he could no longer see his original calm and calm expression. "He is not afraid of losing the chess piece, but he must not be afraid of slaying the dragon!"

    It¡¯s no wonder that the old man was so out of sorts for a while. You must know that in the minds of the ancients, Go was not just an ordinary entertainment activity, but was elevated to the level of destiny. For example, according to historical records, Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty was veryHe loved playing Go. When he was still a prince, he once played against the prince of Wu. Seeing that he would definitely lose the game, Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty became so angry that he took the iron chessboard and smashed it.  He hit Prince Wu on the head and smashed his brains, killing him on the spot.  Because in the eyes of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty, the two men were no longer fighting for the outcome of a game of chess, but for the ownership of the entire country.

    Similarly, in the old man's mind at this time, this was no longer a simple game of chess, but was linked to the fate of the country. The dragon was also the fate of the country, and with his status and authority in the court, he was indeed a decision-maker.  He is a figure with a bright future for the country, so he never dares to ask anyone to kill the 'big dragon' in his hand. Killing the dragon is almost equal to destroying the country!

    "Is the fate of my country like this white dragon going to be killed by someone with a single sword?" The old man had a look of defeat on his face, the veins on his neck were bursting out, and sweat was dripping down his ears and temples.  The ground ticked down, pouring on the ground and even on the chessboard. Even the fingers pinching the chess pieces trembled slightly. "At this time, the opponent's sunspot seemed like an extremely sharp and peerless demon knife. Every time he swung it, it would move from  A large piece of flesh and blood was cut off from the body of my big white dragon, and Yunlong's mournful cry echoed throughout the nine days"

    At this time, not only the old man looked nervous, but also all the spectators in the Tianji Tower were sweating coldly. Fatalism is very popular in this era. With the country now in decline and the society in turmoil, many people will inevitably turn to the fate of the country.  Some people speculated that the situation is irreversible. With a few more moves, Black will definitely kill the dragon; unless

    After looking at the form of the chess game, and then at the gray face of the old man opposite him, Xiao Yi roughly guessed what this game of chess meant to the opponent. Back then in the small Taoist temple, the old Taoist Chu Chenzi could  Xiao Yi instilled this knowledge into him. Xiao Yi would not kill the dragon like a big man. It wasn't that he didn't dare, but that he couldn't bear it!

    What's more, killing this dragon will bring him eternal infamy. Xiao Yi doesn't want people to cast an iron statue of him in a thousand years, kneeling in the park, and being spit on by people queuing up every day; and there is a piece of iron statue on the side.  Price List:

    Spit for one dollar!

    Five yuan for spitting thick phlegm!

    It¡¯s still rubbish for ten yuan!

    Still pooping,

    Thinking of such terrible consequences, Xiao Yi quickly shook his head and thought it was time to stop. Then he grabbed a handful of black stones and threw them on the chessboard. He took the initiative to throw in the stones and surrendered. He stood up and cupped his hands and said: "The old gentleman is so brave and loyal, I admire you!"

    At this time, the old man woke up from the boundless panic, took a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up, and respectfully returned the greeting: "Xiao Lang, I thank you!"

    Seeing the old man's respectful return, there was an uproar in the audience. I didn't expect that the young man in black would receive such a courtesy. Anyone who knows the old man knows that there is no one in the world who can make him salute so respectfully.  It¡¯s less than a palm count,

    However, thinking about how this young man in black could give up the huge bonus and the reputation as the master of chess in the country, this courage alone can't help but make people admire him. For a while, the hall was filled with thunderous cheers. He understood the changes and knew how to advance and retreat.  A lot of money can't move his heart!  ¡¯ Xiao Yi¡¯s actions won their support from the bottom of their hearts.

    Although he failed to win this game, the name of "Xiao Lang" quickly spread among the dignitaries and scholars in Luoyang. Even though he lost, he still won!

    "My little friend, please follow me to the private room upstairs for a chat!" The old man, who had completely recovered, began to show a strong appreciation for Xiao Yi. Such an outstanding young man is indeed worthy of his personal wooing. You know, if he can  It would be an absolute blessing for the world to adopt this peerless demonic sword that can 'slay the sky and slay dragons' for one's own use!  The court is very lucky!

    "Young man, there are some friends sitting down below." Xiao Yi pointed to a table at the corner of the hall. As Xiao Yi showed off his power in the chess world, Daniel and Ma Liu were in the audience.  It was also extremely glorious. From time to time, people would come and give them various gifts while asking them for all the news about Xiao Yi. Even Jiang Qian, who was sitting next to him, was very proud at this time. After all, he was able to lead the way!

    "It's okay, since we are Xiao Lang's friends, please go upstairs and have a drink together!" The old man said very generously; as the saying goes, 'There are no good beasts who are neighbors with tigers and wolves!  ¡¯ In his opinion, those who can become friends with Xiao Yi are by no means ordinary people, and they are worthy of his friendship.

    Hearing the old man's invitation, Jiang Qian was the first to run over. Although he didn't know who the old man was, he knew clearly after hanging out in the Tianji Tower for a long time that this was definitely a bright path to an official career.  Avenue!

    At this moment, under the countless envious eyes in the hall, Xiao Yi and the four of them followed the old man to the private room on the third floor. The old man certainly wanted to win over Xiao Yi, and in turn, Xiao Yi wanted to get to know him through this old man.  How deep is the water in Luoyang City (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??Website: www.hlnovel.com
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