Daqin: Dragon Ancestor Asked Me to Be a Chess Player and Play the World

The Taoist head of Tianzong looked cold, but at this moment, he had been looking in the direction of Xianyang, silent for a long time.

…………

Outside Xianyang City.

The national chess player raised his hand and waved, and another chessboard appeared in the air.

This chessboard is incomparable to the mountains and rivers inside and outside, but it is a flying instrument that can stand in the air.

The national chess player gave Han Xu a sneer and said, "Let's fight on this."

"If you are beaten to the chessboard, or if you are killed, even if you lose, how about that?"

Han Xu said lightly, "Yes."

The national chess player looked at Xiang Zhuang and said, "End the battle as quickly as possible. I can't wait to see the desperation of this pretentious guy."

Wearing a battle armor, the majestic Xiang Zhuang held a sword and fell directly onto the chessboard.

He waved his sword, and there was a sound of sonic boom in the air. He glanced at Han Xu resentfully, and said, "As long as you want, don't dare to say goodbye!"

Although Fan Kuai looks rough, he has a delicate mind.

He is brave and resourceful, and he is by no means a reckless man. Otherwise, at the Hongmen Banquet, he would not have followed his appearance, creating an opportunity for Liu Bang to get out of trouble.

So he was keenly aware of Xiang Zhuang's hatred for Han Xu.

"The national teacher has a grudge against him?" he asked.

Han Xu said lightly and calmly: "There is no hatred for now, the Xiang family is not worthy of letting me take action in person, they were frightened by me and declared their surrender as soon as they revolted, and I was frightened that they broke their spines, so they treated me quite a bit. Out of resentment, I thought it was me who stopped their cause."

"Pooh!"

Fan Kuai spit out a mouthful of spit.

"I'm timid, and I blame the national teacher. It's a bunch of shameless guys!"

Han Xu smiled and said, "Can I give you some weapons and equipment?"

Fan Kuai glanced at the pretentious Xiang Zhuang with disdain, shook his head, and said, "I still use my boning knife easily. The good weapons given to me by the national master may not be used by me."

"Moreover, to deal with this shameless guy, using the things of the national teacher is simply insulting the national teacher."

Han Xu chuckled and said, "Then go, I'll be waiting for you to celebrate."

Saying that, Han Xu gave a slight push, and Fan Kuai's body flew directly towards the chessboard, and immediately landed firmly on the chessboard.

Fan Kuai and Xiang Zhuang stood opposite each other.

Wearing a battle armor and holding a sword, one person is majestic and imposing.

One person wearing an apron and holding a boning knife looks a bit funny.

Two very different people, just like that, looking at each other.

Xiang Zhuang snorted: "Han Xu actually thinks you can win, is he blind? Look at you, a man wearing an apron, it's ridiculous!"

Fan Kuai's eyes were cold and his teeth were splitting: "I won't let the national teacher down!"

The national chess player looked at Han Xu sneeringly: "Don't blink, otherwise you might not even see how this butcher lost."

Han Xu glanced at the national chess player lightly, and said lightly, "There is so much nonsense."

"you……"

The national chess player snorted coldly: "Since you are so anxious to lose, I will satisfy you!"

He pressed his hand directly and shouted, "Fighting, start!"

The two rushed towards each other directly.

Everyone's eyes suddenly looked at the chessboard anxiously.

Everyone's heart was in their throats.

"Win, you must win!"

"You must not let the national teacher down!"

The people gritted their teeth and shouted.

And some people shook their heads and said: "It's a loser, just look at the equipment of the two, what did Xiang Zhuang take? It's a magic weapon, and it's armor!"

"Let's see this butcher named Fan Kuai again. What is he holding? It's a deboning knife, and he wears an apron! Are these two people comparable?"

"So, I don't even have to look at it, the result is already obvious. I think that with Xiang Zhuang's ability, at most a dozen breaths are enough to end the battle easily."

And just when the man shook his head to predict the result of the martial arts, suddenly, he heard a lot of exclamations around him.

"what!?"

"This... what's going on?"

"The battle, this, this is over?"

"how can that be!"

All kinds of exclamations kept ringing.