Chessboard world.
Bai Jiu watched Fan Li's hair color change from black to white, but then from white to black again.
Even the few wrinkles symbolizing aging that appeared on his face disappeared immediately.
Fan Li still looks like he is in his early twenties.
Handsome in appearance and noble in temperament.
Time seemed so powerless on Fan Li?
"How can it be!?"
Bai Jiu was shocked.
She looked at Fan Li carefully and wondered, could it be that he was carrying a rare treasure that could resist the time laws of [Lanke Chessboard]?
"No!"
"Even though he possesses a rare treasure, this is the chessboard world and Lan Ke's home field!"
"When the two spiritual treasures collide with the power of rules, Lan Ke will win!"
Bai Jiu believes that Fan Li is only temporarily resisting the law of time.
As long as Lanke Qiban suppresses the mysterious spiritual treasure in his body, aging will be unstoppable!
"I will spend a few more days with you. If you don't believe me, I won't kill you!"
Bai Jiu thought so, and the speed of his moves became slower and slower.
Time passes bit by bit.
When she made her ninety-eighth move, a whole day had passed in the chessboard world.
One day is Bai Jiu's year and Fan Li's one hundred years!
The woman's eyes widened and she looked at the leisurely man opposite her in disbelief.
Not at all old-fashioned?
"How many years has he aged?"
"Ten years? Five years? Or two or three years?"
"I have lost one year of my life, is he the same as me?"
"Damn Fan Li... after you die, the mysterious spiritual treasure you have will belong to me!"
Bai Jiu gritted his teeth in his heart.
As the saying goes, money can’t buy time.
She is a majestic Holy Lord of the Pure Land. Even though she has a long lifespan and can expect immortality, her lifespan is also extremely precious!
In order to drag Fan Li to death, Bai Jiujiu was willing to pay the price of two years of life.
However, this is the limit of what she can bear!
If too much lifespan is lost, even she will feel physical pain!
But facing the still young Fan Li, Bai Jiu felt a little unconfident for some reason.
If he delays for one more day, will he really age for a hundred years?
"This chess move is too slow."
Fan Li suddenly spoke.
"Holy Lord Bai, can you move faster?"
One day and one night, the game of chess was not even halfway through.
Fan Li was really impatient.
How valuable is his time?
Even though he has five bodies, Fan Li will feel distressed if a clone's time is delayed by something as meaningless as playing chess.
What's more, over at Fan Mansion, Huang Longshi's moves are still very fast.
Is it possible that the Holy Master of Chess' chess ability is so much worse than that of the little-known Huang Longshi?
"No hurries?"
"Although my position is slow, I think twice before taking a step and control the overall situation."
When Bai Jiu heard Fan Li's urging, he felt secretly happy.
"It seems that Fan Li's spiritual treasure is dying?"
"The power of the time rules of Lanke's chessboard will take effect on him soon?"
"When I have exhausted your lifespan, I will find that spiritual treasure from your body and see why it has been able to compete with Lanke's chessboard for so long!"
Bai Jiu thought like this and continued to stick to the delaying tactics.
Every time she makes a move, she has to think about it for at least half an hour.
The positions of the pieces are all conservative and defensive, and they no longer take the initiative to fight, as if they are dragging the chess game to eternity.
At this moment.
Fan Mansion.
Fan Li paused and looked at Huang Longshi expectantly.
The Confucian scholar had a strange expression, staring at Fan Li's position with an expression of disbelief.
"Mr. Jin... do you want to reconsider?" Huang Longshi couldn't help but ask.
In this game of chess, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides gradually become clear.
Huang Longshi laid out the big dragon to seize the advantage.
Fan Li did not attack with force, but planned to kill the dragon. Instead, stay on the defensive and sit in a trapped city?
Is this not asking for death?
It just dies slower.
"No need, I'll just stay here." Fan Li smiled and shook his head. "You just need to worry about yourself. If you have the ability to defeat me, then you can talk about it."
Huang Longshi was angry when he heard this.
"I reminded you nicely, but he despised me?"
"The Duke of Jin is clever in his moves and is obviously good at calculations."
"But at most he thinks twice about every move, but he doesn't know the way of Go, which is the way of arranging the world."
"Just think twice, you can only win or lose for a while."
"I think ten times and hundreds of times every step of the way, and look at the world. If I don't be greedy for small gains or seek small victories, I will definitely win the final victory!"
"That's fine!"
"Today I will go out of my way to offend Duke Jin and let him see what I have done!"
"A true chess player should have the world in mind!"
Snapped!
Huang Longshi dropped his son and faced Fan Li with a solemn expression, showing a heroic spirit of generously serving justice.
In the next dozen or so moves, his moves became more and more grand, and he felt like he was lording over the world!
On the other hand, Bai Jiu.
She lost the opportunity at the beginning, and now she is falling behind step by step.
Originally, in order to delay time, I deliberately moved slowly.
But right now, she was really hesitant.
It took me a long time to struggle, but I managed to settle down.
Bai Jiujiu's beautiful face already had a constipated expression.
"How can I lose to Fan Li?"
"If this matter spreads out, how can I have the dignity to call myself the Holy Master of Chess?"
"However, one wrong step, one wrong step after another, I shouldn't have let him control Black, and I shouldn't have given up several opportunities to attack the dragon just to delay time..."
"No!"
"With my chess skills, I will never lose to Fan Li!"
"I will definitely be able to make a comeback!"
Another day has passed in the chessboard world.
Bai Jiujiu stared at Fan Li in disbelief. He was still young, and he still looked like a stranger, like a jade, and a young man like no other in the world!
"Why!?"
Bai Jiu lowered his head and looked at his hands.
Her hands were as delicate as scallion white, but with her sharp eyes, she could see faint wrinkles from the smallest details.
This is the sign of aging.
Two years, in Bai Jiu's nineteen hundred years of life, seemed not worth mentioning.
But after all, she has aged two years!
However, it seems like only two days have passed since Fan Li?
"What kind of spiritual treasure does he possess? Can he really suppress [Lanke Chessboard]?"
"No!"
"My spirit treasure cannot lose!"
"If you delay it for another three days, five days, or ten days, I will definitely consume all of Fan Li's lifespan!"
…
…………
tenth day.
In one game of chess, four hundred moves have been made.
The black and white clouds on the chessboard are densely packed, like stars in the sky.
The remaining 'land' has become the key to the competition between the two sides.
Huang Longshi relied on his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation to play chess without sleep for ten days, but he was still in high spirits, and even became more courageous as he fought.
His opponent almost collapsed.
"Why are you...still so young?!"
Bai Jiujiu was trembling all over, and he almost burst out of fire when he glared at Fan Li!
If this was not the world of Lanke's chessboard, the two parties entering the game could only play chess and no other actions could be taken. She would definitely risk everything and slap Fan Li to death with a slap in the face, who only had the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm!
This hateful man.
For ten days, according to Lanke's rules, Fan Li should have consumed a thousand years of life!
But he is just a golden elixir practitioner and does not have such a long lifespan at all.
He should have died of old age!
However, Fan Li in Bai Jiujiu's eyes was still young, exactly the same as a thousand years ago.
But she is old.
Bai Jiu lowered his head and looked at his slightly trembling hands.
The complexion of these beautiful plain hands, as green as green as jade, has become obviously dull and has lost its former luster.
Fan Li's thousand years are also Bai Jiu's ten years.
In ten years, the Holy Master of Chess will also show his obvious age.
Time finally shows its unrivaled power!
