"You'd better not lose this game of chess, I bet Brother Xuan has already thought of ways to torment you."
"This is the familiar taste."
Zhou Xuan listened to Zhao Wuya's angry scolding, feeling quite satisfied.
"Then there is nothing to discuss."
"Focus on your chess."
Zhao Wuya scolded again.
"Then let's play this game of chess."
Mo Ya Monk, repeatedly refuted and mocked to his face, could finally hold back no longer. He picked up a black piece, placed it on the corner of the board, and said: "This chessboard was made by Holy Buddha Mi Jia Xun King. Normally, it's the magic artifact that we Seeking Wave Monks use to capture towns. The white pieces can absorb the world's momentum, using momentum against momentum,
Black pieces can block the world's momentum, even if Mr. Zhou's sixteen forms, even with enough incense, cannot cut all the black pieces in this chess box in one stroke,
However, compared to simply acting as a magic artifact, that's underestimating this chessboard,
