Ming Dynasty Emperor System

However, Master Wuchao just thought about these things and passed them by.

Compared to now, he doesn't think much about it, and he doesn't have the time or interest to understand it in depth.

But when Master Wuchao thought that this game of life and death was not just a test of heaven where you would lose if you lost, but a dangerous game that would cost your life, anger arose in his heart.

Xiao Wushen asked him, a person who didn't understand the rules, to play a game with the guardian. This was obviously to use the hands of others to take the opportunity to kill him!

Thinking of this, Master Wuchao felt extremely angry again. His eyes flashed with naked murderous intent before disappearing again.

I've lost my life and acted on occasion, so I have no choice but to let it go.

After a long time, he raised his head, pretended to have a gloomy and angry expression, and scolded angrily:

"Grandma, let me tell you that you have no good intentions. Fortunately, I am very smart and did not fall for you, a bastard! I don't understand the rules like you do, so it's up to you to play the game with him. Well... I’m too lazy to get involved in your mess!”

"Can you pull me down? Are you worthy of being called clever? If it weren't for luck, you wouldn't even have noticed it! I have introduced the rules to you in detail. You are obviously afraid of losing the game and losing your life, so you Don’t you dare to play the game?”

The little Martial God is unreasonable and unforgiving.

"Fuck you, even if you tried to trick someone, you still dare to be so arrogant? I won't go yet. If you dare to say one more word, I don't mind putting some color on your face before the chess game starts. !”

Master Wuchao said, with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

"I'm so scared, but I also feel like I'm getting beaten. If you can, just do it!"

"Okay, as long as your grandson dares to take action first, then I will definitely fulfill your wish."

"Oh, why are you cowarded again? Didn't you say you wanted to put some color on my face? Don't just talk, take action!"

As the little Martial God spoke, he stepped forward, stretched out his head, came face to face with Master Wuchao, and said in a sinister tone:

"Come on, come on, I'll leave my face here for you, hit me quickly, hit me hard! I really can't wait for your fist to leave some wonderful marks on my face right away!"

Master Wuchao looked at the expression on Xiao Wushen's face, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

At this moment, killing intent and anger were intertwined, and millions of thoughts flashed through him very quickly, all of which envisioned killing the little Martial God right now. But when he thought that the adult was still watching the battle, he had to suppress his frustration. Under the impulse, he growled:

"Hit you, I'm so fucking dirty! Are you acting like a scoundrel in front of me with a face that has spanned two generations? You are a dead golden light monster who doesn't even want to be a dog. If you have the guts, do it. Do you think I dare to do it?" fight back!"

"Joke! The stinking Taoist priest is just a coward. Why are you talking to me here? If you don't dare to play the chess of life and death, fine. Then with this level of test and all the gifts from heaven, I, the little Martial God, can only do it reluctantly. I took it for you, a loser."

"Fuck me!"

"..."

Although this kind of vulgar language, like the continuous dialogue of a surging river, sounded full of gunpowder, the emotions and atmosphere between the two of them never broke out.

From their conversation, it was easy to feel that the two of them had become much more honest after experiencing the two 'warnings' given by their previous Taoist clones.

No one dares to take action first. If the Taoist clone gets in trouble, he will be the one who suffers.

Therefore, after experiencing some useless scolding, Master Wuchao simply threw away his sleeves and fled far away. He folded his arms and chose to watch the battle coldly.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Wushen gave Master Wuchao a contemptuous roll of his eyes, then turned around and started to deal with business.

After completing this level of test, and... he and this young man have been entangled for two generations!

He controlled the chess pieces to arrange the troops, and a series of movements were smooth and smooth. Although he could not operate fifty chess pieces at the same time, he could instruct all the soldier statues to move extremely smoothly.

From this point of view, he did better than Master Wuchao.It also shows from the side that his strength is actually slightly higher than Master Wuchao, because the difficulty and energy consumed in manipulating these chess pieces are closely related to the strength of each chess piece.

I have said before that Master Wuchao sensed that the aura of the realm exuded by these statues was that of the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal. The expression of this point was a bit incomplete.

To be precise, what Master Wuchao meant was that the only general-level statue in the black and white parties was the one that attracted most of his attention.And the pressure they exude is at the level of the Daluo Golden Immortal at its peak.

The nine tiger-headed chariot statues were slightly inferior, only at the level of Daluo True Immortal at his peak.

The fifteen military horse statues have a strength comparable to that of Daluo True Immortal in his early stages.

The 25 soldier statues with the largest number are also the weakest, with only the cultivation level of a mid-stage Daluo Sanxian.

It is worth mentioning that on the white chessboard, because a soldier statue died, the strength of the remaining 49 soldiers, carriages and generals has been improved to a certain extent.

The most notable thing is the 24 soldier statues. The pressure they exude from the inside out has skyrocketed from the middle stage of Daluo Sanxian to the late stage of Daluo Sanxian, rising by a small level.

From this we can draw a conclusion, that is, every time a chess piece on one's own chessboard dies, its power will be integrated into the chessboard, improving the strength of all the remaining chess pieces on one's own chessboard, just like raising a poison to survive. usually become stronger.

The extent of the improvement depends on those factors, and because there are not many cases, it cannot be easily speculated.

Master Wuchao understands the basic rules of life and death chess, but does not understand the specific changes in the game of life and death chess.

Naturally, the only ones who can figure this thing out are the little Martial God and the young guardian.

What Master Wuchao needs to do now is to stay quietly and watch the battle from a distance. If the situation goes wrong, he can take action in time.

Skip the formation and do your duty. Even if the little Martial God dies in the chess of life and death, Master Wuchao will not be punished by the Tao realm clone.

Maybe that's really the case... maybe.

It is very difficult to control these chess pieces because each chess piece has high or low strength.

Master Wuchao once said that with his current strength, he can only control up to 23 soldier statues to move at the same time. If he wants to control the general statues, he must use his full strength. This is just barely controllable.

But the current actions performed by the little Martial God seem to be very easy. Whether it is moving the chess pieces to return to their positions, or previously instructing the unformed chess pieces to attack, they all appear to be extremely skilled.

It seemed that what he said before, that he had played thousands of games of life and death with that young man, was indeed true.

When Xiao Wushen formed his troops later than the young man, his layout was also different.

Now, he already has a black soldier statue on the white chessboard opposite.

Therefore, he intertwined the statues of fifteen military horses and the statues of 24 soldiers on the black chessboard.

Three chariot statues were also mixed in, staying directly behind the statues of horses and soldiers, ready to go.