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Chapter 976 A Man Who Plays Chess With Himself
Hearing the challenger's voice, I felt a little bit of surprise in my heart. From such a distance, he was able to hear our conversation without me noticing it, which shows that his strength should be higher than mine.

Could it be that in the sword domain world of this small rule, do those slave monks who are classified as "inferior" bloodlines have people who are stronger than me?
If so, then the horror of the original world has once again refreshed the upper limit of my understanding.

Yuanmu was a little excited at this time, he ran a few steps quickly, and then disappeared from us with a "huh", he ran directly to a huge arena not far in front.

In this silver palace city, there is actually a large arena with a diameter of about seven or eight miles, which makes me feel a little surprised.

Yuan Jian walked in slowly, and sat down on a silver throne on the side stand of the arena. The seat was huge, more than ten meters wide, and it was also the largest seat on the stand.

Yuan Ce sat down on the small seat beside Yuan Jian, and Yuan Cang sat behind Yuan Ce.

Mai Xiaorou and I, Nangong Yuzhang, hesitated for a while, then sat down in a small seat further back.

After Yuan Jian sat down on that seat, he put his long silver hair on the armrest, and then leaned down with one hand supporting the armrest.

Yuan Jian looked at the arena and smiled slightly: "I haven't been here for a long time, I miss it very much!"

At this time, another shadow flew from the gate of the arena, that shadow was black, and it fell directly on the edge of the arena.

I took a closer look at that person. He was wearing a dirty black robe. There were still traces of mending in many parts of the robe.

And this person's cultivation is far above mine.

After feeling this, I took a deep breath and said: "This person has such a high level of cultivation, no matter how high the cultivation level of the people in the original world is, with his cultivation base, he can't even be without a good dress." .”

At this time, Yuan Cang next to him said: "It's not that he doesn't have the ability, but that he doesn't have the power to have it. If he wears luxurious clothes, it will be a violation of the laws of the sword field world. He and his relatives will be severely punished." punishment, even the death penalty.”

I asked curiously, "Wearing a nice dress is punishable by death, the laws here are too much!"

After finishing speaking, I turned my head to look at Yuan Jian, wanting to see his reaction.

Yuan Jian didn't seem to hear it, and didn't speak at all.

At this time, the man in the shabby clothes suddenly said: "In the sword field world, clothes are closely connected with the body, because in this world, almost all clothes are transformed by one kind of power. "

I was surprised: "The power of the source!?"

The man in worn-out clothes said: "That's right, people with higher bloodline power, with the permission of the owner of the small rule world, can use the power of the source to a higher degree, and the clothes will naturally be more luxurious, like ours. People who become 'slaves' use mottled powers to transform their clothes, so naturally they won't look good there."

"Of course, there are still some people without cultivation, they can only use other materials to make clothes, just like you, that is the most inferior clothes, people of the inferior world!"

People from the lower world?

Hearing that man in worn-out clothes address us, I felt uneasy for a while. I was sympathizing with him just now, but I didn't expect that I sympathized with a person who looked down on me.

The person who surprised me the most, this slave cultivator could see through at a glance that I came from another world, which shows that his cultivation is extraordinary.

I took a closer look at his appearance, five big and three thick, a strong man nearly two meters tall, with a black hatchet on his back, needless to say, that hatchet was also transformed from mottled original power.

At this time, Mai Xiaorou said: "Isn't it possible to make good-looking clothes without pure power? Stone and white jade are carved at the same time, and the things carved by people with good craftsmanship are the best."

The man in the shabby clothes snorted and said, "What do you people of the inferior world know? When power is transformed into clothes, it also has its own rules. It's not something you can control when you transform it into clothes. It's up to you within the rules." It comes from an illusion, unless someone who masters the rules, no one can control the appearance of his power coat."

Strength coat?

When we were talking to that challenger, he also looked towards Yuan Jian. We thought he would say some majestic words, but unexpectedly he knelt down in front of Yuan Jian and said, "See Lord Sword God !"

Yuan Jian smiled.

And the big man slowly raised his head and looked at Yuan Jian with a gloomy expression on his face: "Master Yuan Jian, please don't laugh at and belittle the dreams of our slaves, and please respect my dreams, I am not a child to challenge , but the king of the outer world, even you."

"If I have it, please give me the blood of my family's nobles. If I lose, you don't need to abolish my power, just kill me."

From the man's words, I can tell that he still has a lot of respect for Yuan Jian.

That's right, Yuan Jian is the person who created the rules of this sword domain. He is the god here. People living here will naturally worship their own gods and long for the protection of the gods.

Hearing that person's words, Yuan Jian slowly asked Yuan Ce: "What's his name?"

Yuan Ce said: "Master, his name is Jiu Yi, he is well-known among the slaves, he is five thousand years old, he is called the King of Slaves by people in the slave world, he is now the high-ranking domestic slave of the Lord of Beiqing, and is also the master of Beiqing. Qingcheng Lord's guards, although their status and status are very low, some of them are treated better than ordinary people."

"Except for his bloodline and authority over the rules, he is actually almost the same as a nobleman."

Hearing Yuan Ce say this, I also understood, what kind of slave king, he is not a person representing the slave world at all, he is just a person who wants to become a nobleman, what kind of dream is just the vanity of pursuing wealth and honor.

Dreams are supposed to be ignorant, no matter how you think about this sentence, it doesn't look like that Jiu Yi said it.

Yuan Jian nodded, then closed his eyes, he seemed no longer interested in Jiu Yi.

But I was curious in my heart, isn't Yuan Jian the god of this world, then why did he ask Yuan Ce about these things, shouldn't he know everything about this small rule world?
When I was thinking this way, Yuan Jian slowly said to me in a state of mind: "Why waste energy to investigate things that can be found out by asking."

Yuan Jian knows what I think.

I took a deep breath and controlled my thoughts a little.

Yuan Jian continued to say to me in terms of state of mind: "Dreams should be ignorant. This sentence did not come from the mouth of Jiuyi. This sentence was said by another slave. He is the same as Jiuyi. Qingcheng, he was born and brought up by slaves, he was the most inferior person since he was a child, but he didn't give in to his fate, he kept working hard, even if he still couldn't practice, but he never gave up , One day Jiuyi laughed at him, saying that he could not become a monk at all, dreaming or something, is simply an ignorant person, a boring fantasy."

"Then that person said this to Jiuyi."

"Even what Jiuyi said to me when he came here was what that person once said to Jiuyi."

"Jiu Yi just changed it a little bit and told me."

"Isn't it interesting?"

interesting!

I suddenly remembered one thing, in this small rule world of Sword Domain, Yuan Jian is the creator and the controller, so he should be in control of everything in this rule world, including reincarnation, fate and so on!

When I thought this way, Yuan Jian said to me: "You guessed right, in this small world of rules, I am everything. What you heard just now is just a fate arranged by the rules I created. And they're just my playthings."

plaything! ?
I couldn't help swallowing and asked Yuan Jian: "Why did you tell me this?"

Yuan Jiandao: "Because you, like me, are people who have jumped out of the small rules of my sword domain, and we are not affected by those rules."

"This is also the strangest thing about me. The three of you are obviously not strong, but you are not affected by my small rule world. You are directly affected by the big rules of the original world. You are the same as all the masters of rules. Chess people."

"I didn't expect there to be such strange people in the evil world. If they were replaced by people from the evil world in the past, they wouldn't even be able to handle the rules of the outer world of Sword Domain, let alone the inner world."

"So, you three, it's really interesting."

Our side kept talking, but Jiu Yi was left out in the cold. He didn't get Yuan Jian's response, so he wanted to say something again, but Yuan Ce interrupted him: "Okay, don't talk nonsense. Great, you can't go against my master's arrangement, go fight with my little junior brother."

There was a hint of luck on Jiu Yi's face.

He was still very afraid of fighting Yuan Ce. What he said just now was just a pretense, because he knew very well that their sword god would not change his arrangement.

Just when Jiu Yi showed his luck, Yuan Jian suddenly said: "Yuan Ce, then you go! Make him happy."

Jiuyi instantly petrified.

At this time, Yuan Jian said to me slowly in his mood: "Chen Yu, in fact, I really want the person who said this sentence to stand in front of me, I hope he can break through the fate I arranged for him , become a person who stands outside the rules like me in the sword field world."

"I gave him a hint, and he also said this sentence, but how long will it take him to really understand that sentence, and then stand in front of me?"

I seem to see a person who is seriously playing chess with me and wants to win me.

He knows every step of his own, how can he win himself without deliberately making mistakes?

(End of this chapter)