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Chapter 72 Results
"Really? What is Fujiwara-kun so anxious about? The one who laughs last is the final winner. Tell me, don't you?"

Feng Kuang casually picked up the tea next to him and took a sip, his calm expression slightly eased the crowd of anxious people behind him.

But in my heart, I don't understand where Miss Mo Wu's self-confidence and calmness come from.

Looking at the chess game, it is clear that Fujiwara Kiyoyama has the upper hand. Could it be that Miss Fifth has a turning point?
"Hmph, overestimate your own strength." Fujiwara Kiyoyama snorted coldly towards her, put down the sunspot in his hand again, and looked at Fengkuang provocatively.

Feng Kuang held the cup in his left hand and the chess piece in his right. His eyes fell on the black stone that Fujiwara Kiyoyama had just put down, and his lips slowly raised: "Fujiwara-kun, chess is like life. There is a trick called leading the enemy deep, and then put it to death and then live again." !"

Her gentle words fell, and the white piece in her hand was placed on the chessboard.

Everyone looked down again, dumbfounded.

This……

"This... this... this is impossible." Fujiwara Kiyoyama stared at the chessboard in disbelief, only to see that his black pieces had fallen into the trap set by Bai Zi, no matter where the pieces landed, they would all be dead.

"You lost!" Feng Kuang stood up slowly, staring at Fujiwara Kiyoyama's darkened face provocatively.

Wen Ruoyan also looked at it with dumbfounded eyes. He has played countless games with others, but he has never seen such a sophisticated trap.

Wonderful, simply wonderful!
"Impossible... What kind of chess is this? How did I lose?" Fujiwara Kiyoyama was still staring at the chess piece in a daze, and hadn't accepted the matter for a long time.

Emperor Nan Tingqi smiled triumphantly: "Haha, I have a lot of people in Chaoyunneng, it's just a game of chess. Even if this little girl Qing'er is allowed to play a few more games with you, she will not lose. Fujiwara-kun, you lost , can't you still afford to lose?"

A group of Japanese emissaries behind lowered their eyes and looked at the chessboard with dull faces.

Fujiwara Kiyoyama lost, indeed lost!

"Miss Mo Wu, what kind of chess are you playing?" Fujiwara Kiyoyama ignored Nan Tingqi's words, stared at Feng Kuang in a daze, and asked.

At this moment, in his eyes, there is no longer the previous ridicule and disdain, but a look of admiration.

He is a chess idiot, if he can solve this puzzle, he will be very satisfied.

Wen Ruoyan glanced at Feng Kuang with great interest.He thought to himself, if he played chess with her, he might not be able to win.

Feng Kuang's lips parted slightly: "I just set up a Qixing Yuyu chess game, and there is no solution to this game."

As for this chess game, he naturally learned it from Lightning.

Thinking of lightning, a trace of pain appeared in her quiet eyes.

When she has her own power, she will go to the ends of the earth to find the whereabouts of her three sisters.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, now she is the only one left, how can she be perfect?

For her, the sisterhood in her previous life was something she would never let go of.

She is gifted with supernatural powers, Yu'er is a generation of godly thief, after Lei Zixuan clan, Lightning is talented as a martial artist... If they can meet again, they will definitely be able to dominate the world of Longhua, so why should they be afraid of the demons and monsters around them?
"Seven Stars Yuyu, what a wonderful game!" Fujiwara Kiyoyama picked up the chessboard, not only not sad, but even more excited: "Your Majesty, I may take this chess game back."

He is a chess idiot, and when he encounters a chess game that is difficult to crack, he doesn't want to get any honor or honor.

The faces of the group of Japanese envoys in the back were already darkened.

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(End of this chapter)