The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 5186 Transcending Victory and Defeat, Reaching the True Self

Miao Lianhua and Ye Beijing both turned their gazes toward Xiao Yan.

Buddha Amitabha remained serene, his gaze fixed on Xiao Yan, his deep eyes seemingly able to see through appearances.

He did not refuse, but simply nodded slightly. The enormous void chessboard shimmered with Buddhist light, awaiting a new opponent.

"Please, benefactor."

Xiao Yan remained calm. He understood Hua Can's intention. It wasn't to test his strength or cultivation level, but rather to make him excited by seeing Xiao Yan suffer a crushing defeat at the hands of Buddha as a sword slave and lose all his dignity.

Looking up at the chessboard in mid-air, the power of rules instantly enveloped him, without any earth-shattering aura.

Buddha Mikasa then let Xiao Yan make the choice first.

"Buddha, please!" Xiao Yan stood upright, his voice neither humble nor arrogant.

Having the first move always gives you an advantage, but Xiao Yan didn't choose that option, his eyes remaining completely unwavering.

Amitabha Buddha first placed a white piece, and Xiao Yan then placed a black piece, with black and white pieces constantly appearing on the chessboard in the air.

Xiao Yan's chess style is completely different from Hua Can's domineering and sharp style, and it is also different from the Buddha's compassionate salvation. Every move he makes is steady and contains the way of protection.

Each piece strives for stability, like a rock firmly rooted. This foundation is not for attack, but for invincibility. The Buddha appears gentle, but a torrent of power lies hidden within.

What appears to be a game of chess between heaven and earth is actually a clash of minds under the different insights of the two. Xiao Yan does not pursue overall control, nor is he obsessed with local victories or defeats. He seems to be on the defensive in every way, and even contains the implication of giving up, but in fact he is always protecting a core.

The meaning of his existence lies not in conquering and possessing, but in upholding his unwavering belief in protecting the world.

The Buddha made his move with composure, his compassionate light shining brightly, and the chanting grew ever more powerful, ultimately guiding Xiao Yan to the "isolated island" he was protecting.

However, as the game progressed, the peace in the eyes of Buddha Mija was gradually replaced by a hint of surprise. Xiao Yan was not stubbornly defending himself, but rather possessed an ultimate understanding of life.

It was as if he wasn't playing chess, but rather weaving an invisible protective net, skillfully guiding and dispersing the Buddha's boundless light and power.

Soon both sides had filled their pieces, but Hua Can's smile gradually froze. Xiao Yan's way of protection, if viewed in isolation, was inferior in every aspect.

However, if you look at the whole game, Xiao Yan actually set up a seemingly hopeless situation, but it was a game of chess where he could win in the last three moves!

What's terrifying is that from the moment the first piece was placed, he had already planned every single move of the entire game, and even included the Buddha of Amitabha in his calculations.

"Such a game...if Buddha Mija only needs to react in one move, he can make him lose the whole game."

"But why was he so certain that Buddha Mika would fall into the trap and make every move according to the guidance?"

At this point, only three moves remained on the chessboard, and there were no more variables. In any case, it was destined that Buddha Amitabha would lose this game.

Now it all depends on how Xiao Yan makes his move; victory or defeat hinges on a single decision.

"Buddha Amitabha, may I ask you a question?" Xiao Yan did not make a move immediately, pursuing final victory.

"Please speak, benefactor." Buddha Amitabha clasped his hands together.

"I want to ask Buddha, are there any distinctions between lowly and lowly beings in this world?" Xiao Yan's voice slowly rang out, pointing directly at the gods and demons of the Western Heaven Mystic Realm.

“I believe that all living beings in the world share the same origin and are not distinguished by their inherent worth. This is precisely where my views differ from those of Benefactor Huacan,” Buddha Miga said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan placed his black piece, a move that would determine victory or defeat.

But instead of choosing victory, he allowed himself to lose everything.

"Buddha's chess skills are profound, and his compassionate power to save others is as vast as the ocean. This junior concedes defeat." Xiao Yan's voice was clear and calm, without any hint of frustration.

Admit defeat?

Hua Can carefully examined the entire chessboard, then turned around and realized that Xiao Yan had created a trap, and if he made the right move in the final step, he would undoubtedly win.

However, at this crucial moment of decisive victory, Xiao Yan did not do so, but deliberately took the wrong turn.

For the first time, a very obvious emotion appeared on the peaceful and serene face of Buddha Amitabha. He looked deeply at Xiao Yan, his gaze penetrating the chessboard, as if he saw something deeper. It was not the retreat of a loser, but a higher level of protection!
"Amitabha..." Buddha Amitabha clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Xiao Yan, his tone filled with sincere admiration.

"Young benefactor, this old monk has lost this round."

He lost not because of his chess skills, but because of his state of mind. Xiao Yan demonstrated a state of mind that transcended victory and defeat and reached the essence of his heart through his way of protection.

This allowed the Buddha to see another kind of resilient and wise state of mind beyond salvation.

Although Xiao Yan did not win this game, he earned the Buddha's heartfelt respect.

Hua Can's body was surging with sword energy, and his expression was rather unpleasant. He hadn't expected Xiao Yan to end up like this.

"Enough, I won't waste time discussing philosophy with you, you little monk. I'm leaving!" Hua Can said in a deep voice, and then turned to leave the place that displeased him.

"Wait a minute, you can't take my man away."

Just then, Ye Beijing's voice slowly rang out, a charming smile appearing on her face as she looked at Xiao Yan.

"Ye Beijing, this is my sword slave. Do you intend to forcibly take it?" Hua Can snorted coldly, and his sword energy surged forth.

“Your Excellency Shenxi, don’t think I don’t know that you took me as your sword slave. I was once suppressed by you and couldn’t even raise my head. Over the years, I have been lying and claiming that I have the strength to fight you.”

"Don't think I don't know that you've never actually fought the Venerable One, because you're no match for him at all."

Ye Beijing's voice was piercing, showing no respect for Hua Can in front of the many people around them.

In an instant, their auras exploded, clashing head-on, and their terrifying energy fields collided instantly!

On one side was the overwhelming sword energy that was sharp and incomparable, capable of annihilating everything, while on the other side, Ye Beijing also emitted a powerful fluctuation, which was in no way weaker than Hua Can's.

This scene surprised Xiao Yan greatly.

Just what kind of strength does Ye Beijing possess that she actually dares to challenge Hua Can, even though she has never truly gone all out before?

However, upon closer reflection, every time Ye Beijing intervened, she successfully resolved a crisis for Xiao Yan.

The Buddha light in the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas flickered, and the space groaned under the weight of the pressure. The sword slaves were almost suffocating under the weight, and Miao Lianhua looked solemn, ready to intervene at any moment.

"Gentlemen, this is the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Buddhas. Please give the Buddha and me some face and do not start a fight here."

It seemed that this earth-shattering conflict was about to erupt.

Miao Lianhua's voice didn't seem to have any effect.