Chapter 71: The Child Falls on the Chessboard

etting aside the matters within the Illusory Realm, in our human territory, how did these sea races that have been forbidden come about">Yes! Because the evolution of the Sea Master's true form is too...“That’s the way I think, and that’s the way I act.”

Jiang Wang said as such.

Indeed!

Everyone with a kind heart can see how he has been doing this time.

As a nobleman of high rank, he traveled every day between numerous mansions and patrolled dozens of cities to oversee examinations. He showed no regard for anyone's background or connections, and with his sword, he eradicated corrupt practices.

He could indeed speak these words calmly.

On the high platform, Su Guan Ying and Shi Ming Li were no longer speaking. Their eyes fell on the examination field, their expressions becoming solemn.

The atmosphere at the Tiger Platform was eerie.

Jiang Wang explained earnestly how he approached this imperial examination, as if he truly wanted to tell Zhao Zi about his feelings, his choices, and his actions.

Zhao Zi was listening very attentively to Jiang Wang's explanation, as if he really cared and needed it.

And the entire Tiger Platform, everyone was going about their duties—those who were resting were resting, those who were on guard duty were on guard, and those who were patrolling were patrolling. Right now, the official exam was the most important thing. What the two of them were talking about didn't matter much, even if one of them was Marquis Wu’an.

While no one cared.

Their seriousness, on the other hand, seemed quite absurd.

"I believe that's exactly what you thought and did. We've seen a lot of that these days," Zhao Zi sat at his desk, speaking slowly and deliberately, with the air of a scholar: "But this kind of fairness is not sustainable. It only exists in your personal will. What happens after you leave"

Jiang Wangdao said, "I have always remembered a saying: my principles only exist within the three feet of a sword's edge."

"Even if floods come, when you are dead" asked Zhao Zi.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, 'to the best of my ability.'"

Zhao Zi looked at him and said, "Wherever righteousness lies, though ten thousand men stand against me, I alone will go. A true man stands firm in the world; is his life something to regret"

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Jiang Wangdao: "Sometimes, living isn't just about you. If you can avoid dying, it's best to do so. Besides, everyone's righteousness is not the same."

"Life is short, like a mayfly, and life and death leave no trace. Has the Lord ever thought about using this life to leave something for the world, to be a great person" Zhao Zi asked.

Jiang Wangdao: "Heaven follows its natural order, and things develop according to their principles. I probably don't need to leave anything behind. I only hope that I can not cause trouble for this world."

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Zhao Zi said: "To have the ability but not be willing to change the world is also a kind of inaction."

“How does one become capable Cultivation is merely a kind of unconscious power, and intelligence can sometimes be a cage,” Jiang Wang said. “I often make foolish mistakes and wrong choices. Sometimes I can't distinguish right from wrong, or truth from falsehood. I often feel lost and uncertain about the path ahead. How dare I say that this world can be made better by me Changing oneself is a choice, and I take responsibility for it. Changing the world… what qualifications do I have”

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"I'm a little disappointed," Zhaozi sighed, "but thank you for being willing to talk about this with me.""Let's start again."

She stood up and said slowly, “Zhao Qian Sun Li are the people first, it is Zhao. Zi Chou Yin Mao are the good times first, it is Zi. My name is Zhao Zeping, national guardian!”

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There was an uproar throughout the audience; everyone was astonished!

After the written exam, immediately comes the martial arts exam.

Once the southern border official examination was successfully concluded, Qi Ting truly established his rule and completely controlled the Southern Xinjiang.

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This is certainly not what an egalitarian nation would want to see, nor is it what other forces in the Southern Region would be willing to see.

To annihilate the Xia Kingdom, the State of Qi made a tremendous effort, besieging and intercepting it from both diplomatic and military aspects, and ultimately won a great victory.

But one war has ended, while another rages on.

Jiang Wang was not the target, but he happened to be there.

When Zǐ said a word, Heaven and Earth changed.

Everything before my eyes stretched endlessly, the vast Tiger Platform becoming a giant chessboard.

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And the renowned Great Qi Martial An Marquis, at this moment, was nothing more than a pawn among many.

On this chessboard, black and white pieces clash, dragons fight fiercely, and death lurks everywhere.

The boundary between body and soul has become completely blurred.

I can't tell if this is real or imaginary.

Jiang Wang was currently as dark as ink, standing in the boundless chessboard world. As a black piece, everything he could see was white, all enemies.

They were individuals whose faces were obscured, yet each possessed a unique power.

Every person emanates an unshakeable killing intent. That killing intent does not necessarily stem from each person's true heart, but it has become a "rule".

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On the chessboard, black pieces kill white pieces, and white pieces kill black pieces. They cannot coexist; one must ultimately prevail!

Knowing that they might be recent examinees, former soldiers of the Old Mountain Iron Cavalry, or even officials from the Southern Xia Governor's Mansion.

Jiang Wangxin's killing intent in her heart couldn't help but surge wave after wave.

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Just as one feels the thirst to drink, the hunger to eat, or the need to wear clothes against the cold, so too did he feel a natural urge to kill these white-robed enemies.

Kill them all!

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Don't worry about the reasons or burdens, that's just the cycle of nature!

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The board is full of white stones, encircling a lone black stone. If I don't capture it, someone else will.

A murderous gaze fell upon him, icy and piercing.

Jiang Wang's feet were firmly planted, rooted like an ancient tree, his incredible willpower suppressing his inner turmoil.

The crimson light spread from the Five Palaces Sea, illuminating all things for a moment.

That immortal crimson light pierced through his eyes, the killing intent on the level of rules still boiling over. Within the crimson glow, it danced like a flying snake but could no longer sway.

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Let heaven and earth decree, let laws and principles prevail! I stand firm by my "true self"!

In another's chessboard, forge your own path.

Jiang Wang gazed fixedly ahead. In the countless figures rushing towards him, he caught sight of Zhao Ziyi at this moment. Zhao Zi was sitting cross-legged, just like Tian Yuan's position. She was the focus of his gaze and the center of the entire chess world. She still wore a scholar's robe with her hair tied up, but her body seemed to be covered in snow, making her the "player of white".

Before her, a chessboard was set up. A mist seemed to shroud the board, allowing only glimpses of one or two scenes.

Jiang Wang strained his eyes, seeing endless lines stretching into the distance. They were black and white, locked in an endless battle. The white pieces dominated the board, encircling a lone black dragon in the center. Though it was a solitary piece, the dragon was trapped.

But that is precisely the situation he finds himself in now!

“Kill!”

A long blade slashed across.

Jiang Wang casually reached out, dodging the blade and grabbing the attacker's throat. Dao Yuan urged a burst of power, disarming them and throwing them far away.

"Kill him!"

Kill him!

For a time, the enemy surged forward in overwhelming numbers.

Surrounded by swords and blades from all directions, Jiang Wang simply strode forward, catching each one with a single hand, throwing them neatly into the air one by one like he was picking up chicks.

Wherever he walked, a swarm of white-clad enemies would take flight.

But more people joined the attack.

Waves of mystical arts surged like a flood.

Jiang Wang stood his ground, charging forward without hesitation. A clear aura surrounded him as he officially activated the Xuan Tian Liuli Gong!

The torrent of Taoist techniques washed over him, but his body was bathed in clear light, naturally pure and undefiled.

That vast array of Daoist techniques came rushing in like water, flowing like a torrent, but they couldn't harm him in the slightest.

What is the arrival of a powerful deity in this world

In any country in the world today, he is undoubtedly a strong one. He can run amok most of the time. Below the inner mansion cultivators, they simply cannot break his defenses. Only those with divine powers or outer buildings are worth paying attention to.

But it's just a slight matter of attention.

He is not Zheng Zhaoyang who forcibly elevates weak gods. Even the top-tier outer courtyard cultivators would not be able to pass three moves in front of him now.

Countless attacks came down, but they were all effortlessly dismissed.

Although a tiny drop of water may seem insignificant, it can carve through stone over time.

In this boundless world of Go, he might be alone, a solitary piece. But unless that player is Zhao Zi, who could possibly stand in his way

At this moment, among those besieging him were Inner Palace cultivators like Xue Rushui who had been tested in war, Outer Palace cultivators like Gu Yong who had long served in the military, and even Transcendent cultivators approaching the level of a deity like Touchu.

But no matter who, no matter what secret arts or killing techniques they possess, they are nothing more than a gentle breeze against his face and cannot bring him the slightest pressure.

Unretired soldiers, these people are impossible to contend with him.

And now he was a seasoned veteran, would he give these white-clad fighters a chance to form their ranks He didn't kill anyone, but every throw of his landed precisely, completely disrupting the enemy formation and cutting off any possibility of them regrouping.

Along the way, I have not stopped for a moment, just like reaping wheat and mowing grass!

Wherever he went, the enemy fell in large numbers, and the sky was filled with his attacks.

On the chessboard before Zhao Zi, white pieces were also being moved away one by one. Only one black piece emerged from the corner and went straight to Tian Yuan, unstoppable in its path.

With a cold gaze, Zhao Zi remained expressionless. He slowly picked up a white piece from the chessboard beside him, holding it between his index and middle fingers, ready to place it down.

"Hold on."

A voice said this.

A slender figure in a crimson purple official robe suddenly appeared in this world of chess.

Opposite Zhao Zi sat Su Guan Ying, the governor of Nan Xia, who settled down gracefully.

“Having heard of your name for a long time, I traveled far to my southern border. How could there be reason for us to play alone” She looked into Zhao Zi’s eyes, clear as water, and also extended two fingers, taking out a black piece from the black chess box.

Zhao Zi ping calmly met her gaze: "Oh Wen has Su Guan Ying, and actually heard of my name"

Both of them are rare beauties.

One is beautiful to the point of world-weariness, and one is beautiful to the point of frailty.

It's a rare and beautiful sight to see them play chess like this, facing each other.

“As the governor of Nanyang, he carries the weight of a thousand jun. When it comes to beauties, they keep me up all night,” Su Guan’ying cast his gaze upon the chessboard, a faint smile playing on his lips as he placed the black piece in his hand down.

She then sat down, but made her first move before anyone else!

The sinister-looking Shi Mingli descended from the heavens. His entire body was enveloped in a murderous aura, roaring like a dragon and a tiger incessantly. His military boots resembled mountains collapsing, seemingly crushing the sky and this chessboard world. "You trash of the Equal Nation, come die!" With a deafening roar, the entire chessboard world trembled violently.

The foundation of this world has been shaken!

Even though Zhao Zi was considered an absolute powerhouse among living humans, he couldn't possibly match the prowess of Su Guan Ying and Shi Ming Cheng within a world confined to a single game of Go.

Therefore, with a flick of her wrist, she placed a white piece between her fingers. This piece landed on the board directly opposite the black piece that Su Guanying had just played.

Thus, a merchant-dressed man, in that vast crisscrossing grid, meticulously honed his form.

He had a very approachable face, the kind that would make you feel comfortable doing business with him. At this moment, he was half-kneeling on the ground, looking up at Shi Mingli who was falling from the sky, and grinned: "Pingguo Guardian Qianchou, pay respects to Master Marshal!"

Before the words left his mouth, he sprang to his feet and shot upwards towards the heavens. He ascended into the increasingly smaller grid of squares, through the hazy, shifting clouds, until he stood face-to-face with Shi Mingli!

Boom! It was just one punch.

Shi Mingli merely punched with his fist.

The power of this punch climbed to its limit in an instant, the space around the fist twisting accordingly. The chessboard world cracked first, and then the fist landed before Qian Chou.

Money materialized from thin air, snatched by Qian Chou's hand. Out came treasure chests, drums, wooden staffs, and colorful ropes—each imbued with unique power. They were dazzling and spread across the sky like a grand display.

For a moment, brilliance was intertwined. It seemed as though across the heavens, another brilliant sky had appeared—a heaven filled with a hundred treasures.

And while Shi Mingli's fist had already descended.

There were no extraordinary occurrences.

Only the simplest, purest boom could be heard.

Shattered the sky's flowing light!

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And with it, the value of money also plummeted.

He possessed a hundred treasures, with myriad uses, capable of meeting countless complex situations, yet was shattered by a single punch.

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To be able to sneak into the final imperial examinations, to silently infiltrate the den of tigers. The efforts made by the Equal Nation are certainly considerable. In the past six months, their infiltration in Xiadi has been very effective.

The recent cases that have been popping up in Nanjiang are a two-pronged attack. On one hand, it's the actions of the Pingdguo people who strive for "fairness" through their own means. On the other hand, they aim to divert the attention of the Nansha Governorate, causing them to be overwhelmed and unable to respond effectively, ultimately leading to today's events.

That Jiang Yongzhi Prefecture's only son, how could he be worth so many people making a move It was a trap, set to lure the powerful figures from the Nanzhang General Governor's Mansion, and to best catch Su Guanying.

Unfortunately, clues were left behind, traces were provided, bait was laid, but the fish did not take the hook. They set up similar traps many times, but the last one was never activated. It wasn't that the people who came weren't qualified enough, it was that they were simply ignored by the Nansha Governor's Mansion.

Today is certainly a wonderful time.

At this moment, the 100,000 Winter Silence Army is still at Changluo Mansion. It's impossible to mobilize them in a short time. Shi Mingli can only exert the combat strength of a genuine expert. A martial arts master with an army at his disposal has been stripped of his armor.

Then Zhao Zi divided the battlefield, isolating the area around Guyi City to prevent any support from reaching them. This prevented the officials of the Nansha Governor's Mansion from easily joining forces with Su Guan Ying.

At this juncture, to seek out either Master Shiming or Su Guan'ying would surely be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Having trapped and slain Wu'an Hou, he used the opportunity to lure Su Guan into the fold. This was undoubtedly a brilliant move.

Shi Mingcheng followed suit and broke the game with overwhelming force, which was also expected.

The real-life money Chou, as a contemporary person, has been preparing for this moment for a long time.

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But Shi Mingcheng's fist, it was too heavy, too heavy!

Even without the support of a military formation, he was still terrifyingly strong.

This is a power that has approached its limit.

Qian Chou was punched back just one blow.

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And the master, enlightened and understanding, shattered the heavens and soared through the void at a terrifying speed.

Unmoved, Zhao Zi on the front of the board silently picked up a piece and placed it down.

The sound of the falling chess pieces resembles that echoing in an empty valley.

Then, a man dressed as a fisherman suddenly appeared in the high sky. This person had a short beard, weary eyes, wore a rain-proof garment, carried a fish spear, and held a fishing rod. With a casual pull—he stirred up a river of spring water. The invisible fishing line had already been cast, pulling Qian Chou around a large circle and back into the high sky.

At this moment, Shi Mingli was suspended in mid-air, his feet treading on the air as he twisted.

A massive amount of air exploded.

Exploding into a mushroom cloud.

And his speed was so extreme that he appeared before the fisherman even as the sound of the explosion reached him!

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Even the fellow real-life fishermen present were too stunned to react.

To have such power and such speed.

A fist came straight at his face!

The fisherman named Li Mao’s face turned pale with fright.

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The power of this punch has been pushed to the extreme.

Before Mingming's fist, a dense, fine net was spread out. Woven from the power of rules, it allowed water to pass but not fish, and momentum but not people. It was best at dissipating force.

But Shi Mingli's fist shattered the fine web directly as it moved through.

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The power can't be unloaded at all.

The fist is still advancing.

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The blunt fist struck the trident, bending all three prongs.

Knock knock!

A tambourine suddenly started to shake.

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Rushing waves, towering high.

If someone says that a drum can really make waves.

This statement is like a joke.

But the joke actually happened.

Qian Chou, held by a fishing line in Li Mao's hand, was shaking a tiny tambourine. In an instant, the sky turned upside down, clouds were swallowed by the tide, and waves roared like hurricanes, engulfing Shi Mingli in a moment!w if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The matter of killing that fake monk from Mount Sumeru, Yin Yang Dog should be fine with it. He doesn’t really care… What’s terrible is that Sp...