Chapter Thirty-Four: Playing Chess

  After Kong Lai shot out the leading bird, everyone knew better than to say anything more and were all waiting for Old Saint Kong Lai to speak first.

  Zhu Ziming sized up the famous Confucius, who had a thick eyebrow and big eyes, with white hair and beard. The serious air between his eyebrows made him look majestic without being angry, and his appearance was quite upright and unyielding, just like an old stubborn scholar from TV shows.

  After a while, Kong Li finally spoke up and said: "Gentlemen, you have passed the first test, naturally you are somewhat capable... As for this second test, it is to play chess with me. If you can win against me, then you will have passed the second test."

  The second round is to play chess with Mr. Kong, which is also too difficult. Everyone knows that Kong Lao is enthusiastic about playing chess and has been playing for decades. He is a well-known figure in the chess world and few can beat him.

  It seems that Kong Shengren really doesn't want to get involved in worldly affairs anymore, how could he possibly win against this old monster on the chessboard? The crowd shook their heads gloomily and smiled bitterly without a word.

  "Who's first?" Kong Li smiled calmly, his mind already made up. Playing chess with these young whippersnappers, they didn't stand a chance of winning.

  Looking at the pattern on the chessboard, and then looking at the black and white pieces in the two boxes, it should be Go. Zhu Ziming thought to himself that although he had practiced in the university's Go club, even if he was good, he couldn't possibly be better than this famous writer who had been playing for decades. Besides, he hadn't played in years and had almost forgotten how.

  Yan Yilie also understood that Go was profound and unpredictable, the older one gets, the better their skills become, probably even Zhu brother can't beat Kong Shengren.

  "I'll go first!" A young noble dressed in finery sat down at the chessboard, anyway it's hopeless, might as well head home early.

  Kong's expression remained calm and elegant as he lightly waved his hand: "You first, young man!"

  This extraordinary young man immediately made the first move with a black chess piece and then faced off against Kong Li...

  Only to see Kong holding a white chess piece, advancing step by step, while the young master was being beaten to death with each move, without any chance of counterattack. His face was covered in cold sweat as he tried to turn things around, but there was no way out.

  When the white chess piece was about to capture the black one without leaving any escape, this extraordinary young man could only say with a difficult expression: "Mr. Kong, I lost."

  Kong Li nodded slightly, and the young master immediately left the chessboard. However, he didn't leave in a hurry because he saw the other passersby gloating behind him. He felt displeased in his heart and suddenly wanted to see how they would be treated cruelly as well.

  After this young master lost, several other young masters also fell one after another. They had already known that it was impossible to pass this level, so their mood wasn't low, but rather they were thinking: no wonder since Confucius' retirement, nobody has been able to move him. I dare ask, in the entire state of Yan, who can surpass Confucius in Go?

  And they also seemed reluctant to leave, watching the scene unfold, Kong Li didn't say anything, letting them be.

  At this moment, all four of them have lost, leaving only Zhu Ziming as the sole survivor. Zhu Ziming is deep in thought, but it's unclear what he's thinking about.

  Kong Li swept a glance over the passersby, and it seemed that only this dark-faced young master was left. However, he remained unmoved, probing: "Has this young master forfeited?"

  Give up? How can we give up! Yan Yifeng, who was standing outside, hastily walked forward and pushed Zhu Ziming: "Brother Zhu, what are you thinking about? It's your turn, go quickly!"

  Zhū Zǐ Míng finally came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly: "I was thinking about something."

  What are you thinking about? At this critical moment, you're still thinking about something else. Everyone is confused, it seems that this kid has also given up in his heart.

  It seems that there is really no hope, Yan Yili shook his head. This academy has invested so much material and financial resources, and it must not be wasted. Thinking of the money spent, Yan Yili felt a pang of heartache.

  Zhu Ziming clasped his hands together: "Mr. Kong, please forgive me... I haven't played chess in a long time, so let me think for a moment about my next move."

  "Haha……" Everyone burst out laughing, relieved from the tension. It turned out that he didn't know how to play chess and was just thinking deeply, but no matter how much you think, can you win against Mr. Kong? It's simply a waste of thought.

  Kong smiled and said: "This young master is quite interesting, please go first."

  "Let's let Mr. Kong go first," Zhu Ziming said calmly amidst the crowd's astonishment.

  It's clear that Mr. Kongli is a master of chess, and he let you go first. But you actually asked Master Kong to make the first move, making it seem like your chess skills are even better than his. The crowd looked at him with disdain and contempt!

  It's been a long time since Kong had met such an interesting young man. He laughed and said, "Alright, I'll follow your lead." In his heart, he was thinking, could it be that this seemingly untalented young man is actually a chess master?

  Zhu brother, this is what others are letting you have, how can you turn around and let others have it? Is this Confucius who needs to be let go of? Yan Yilie was speechless.

  Against everyone's expectations, after the Saintly Sage made his first move, he began to use a strange and mysterious tactic, leaving Zhu Zi Ming unable to defend himself. The white pieces suddenly occupied the entire board, with no room for the black pieces to maneuver.

  Lost, and lost in the fastest way, with even more contemptuous looks from everyone, let you pretend to be a master, humph!

  Yan Yun shook his head with a bitter expression, while Zhu Zi's face was expressionless, but he didn't leave the chessboard for a long time. Kong Li gave him a strange look, implying that he had lost and still didn't want to leave?

  It was already a dark and windy night outside, Kong Li glanced at it and said: "I'm old and it's time for me to rest, gentlemen please go back to your respective residences to rest."

  Zhu Ziming smiled and said: "Mr. Kong, we haven't finished yet."

  "Hmm... Kong Li looked at the chessboard that had already been checkmated and asked in confusion: "Can't you, little brother, make a comeback?"

  "No way!" Zhu Ziming said resolutely, "Just now, Mr. Kong didn't say that as long as he wins against you, it's considered passing, and there was no limit on the number of rounds. I'd like to play another round with Mr. Kong!"

  This black-faced man is simply inhumane! The crowd was outraged, and they managed to catch the flaw in Mr. Kong's words. However, they had to admit that this black-faced young man's thinking was quick-witted. If they could also seize this opportunity, they would definitely make a few more moves. But they had already lost and left the chessboard, so what's the point of going back?

  Kong Li stroked his long beard and burst out laughing: "Good! Young man, you're indeed quick-witted. I'll play another round with you, and let you lose convincingly."

  "Then I'll use my ultimate move!" Zhu Ziming sneered with a smile.

  "Trick! Did he just try his hand with that last move? Everyone was secretly wondering if he really had a trump card, or if he was just bragging."

  At this moment, a small figure quietly walked in from outside the house. It was Kong Li's little granddaughter. She quietly walked to Kong Li's back and watched him play chess. The little girl loved watching her grandfather play chess because he always defeated others completely.

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  PS: There will be another chapter later, I'll work hard to get it out even if it kills me, otherwise I won't be able to face the brothers who gave rewards today. Also, brother, don't vote for 9000 update tickets, I really can't bear to see them, and it's hard to swallow...

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