Little White in the Wuxia World
11 Bai Ziyang studied martial arts.

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Upon hearing this, the old Daoist did not hide anything and immediately replied,"Why? What kind of difficult disease does this kid have?"

"Ah pui! Master Bai, eat well, wear well, and sleep well! After you die and reincarnate, Master Bai will still be alive and well.”

Bai Ziyang rebuked him again, but Mu Sang didn't mind. The key was to take in a disciple.

" That's?!"

"I, Bai Ziyang, will not kneel to the heavens! Other than kneeling down to his dead parents, grandfather, and great grandfather, he would not kneel down to anyone else! If you become my master, then wouldn't I have to kneel before you?!”

"No…No, no! Then I'll take you in as my disciple! At most, I won't let you kneel!" Mu Sang's brain was in a mess. He was being led by the nose by Bai Ziyang.

"What if you die? Wouldn't I still have to kneel? After you die, you don't even want me to pay my respects?!”

"Bang!" He slapped the stone table again. Was this old man planning to leave a mark on all the stone tables on the official road?

"Rascal, this old Daoist is still alive and well, why are you cursing this old Daoist to die? Besides, that's also called immortal passing!"

"Good, good, good. You're dying…but you're living a long life! Don't be angry." Seeing that he was about to hit his old hand, Bai Ziyang quickly changed his tone.

"I have an idea!"

"Speak!" The old Daoist roared impatiently.

"You scared me! What are you shouting for…what are you shouting for!”Mu Sang turned her head away arrogantly.

"I'll teach you chess, and you teach me martial arts. How about we be equals?!”

"Nothing much? Why is it so difficult for me to be your master?"

Bai Ziyang nodded his head seriously. The old Daoist turned his head back to sulk. At this moment, Bai Ziyang revealed a wicked smile and said slowly,"Exquisite chess game. Do you know who the Three Saints of Honyinbo are? Dao Ce, Zhang He, Xiu Ce! Do you want to see the wonders of the world? Do you know that the Chess Saint Nie Weiping and I are sworn brothers?”

The more Bai Ziyang spoke, the more uncomfortable the old Daoist became. He rubbed his hands so hard that smoke was about to come out of them.

"Little Bai, let's play a few moves first. Use your full strength and let me see.”

Without waiting for Bai Ziyang to refuse, Mu Sang flipped the chessboard over and placed it on the table again. He took out the chess box from his pocket. Since he knew that Bai Ziyang was powerful, Mu Sang shamelessly continued to hold the black chess pieces.

Bai Ziyang accepted the white chess piece and chuckled. He did not refuse and the two of them began to fight again.

Ten minutes later…

"Sigh, luckily I didn't listen to you and use my full strength. Otherwise, I was really afraid that you would kill yourself in shame. Hahahaha!"

Bai Ziyang's laughter was as annoying as it could get. Old Taoist Mu Sang's clenched fists loosened and loosened again and again. Bai Ziyang seemed to be certain that he would not be beaten up. Looking at the old man whose blood vessels were about to burst, his laughter became more and more arrogant.

"Bang!" Just from the sound, it was obvious that there was another palm print on the stone table.

"You brat, no one at home told you to be humble and polite. Such arrogance and despotism, even I feel ashamed for your late grandfather.”

"Hey! You old man, my grandfather told me that a valiant person doesn't need to turn back. If someone sticks out his left cheek, you must hit his right cheek as well. The edge of death is looking for excitement. What are you going to do?”

"Don't be too arrogant, kid." Daoist Mu Sang glared at him.”

Bai Ziyang laughed it off and did not reply.

The facts proved that Taoist Mu Sang's chess skills were really unworthy of praise. It couldn't get any worse!

In the first round, Bai Ziyang had already killed all of Daoist Mu Sang's black pieces with his white pieces.

After getting rid of his anger, Taoist Mu Sang looked at the chessboard. Instead of being depressed, he was extremely excited and praised,""Wonderful, wonderful. This old Daoist has really broadened my horizons. There's actually such a wonderful chess game in the world!”

As he spoke, Taoist Mu Sang casually threw out a dozen chess pieces, which flew into the sky. When the chess pieces landed, Mu Sang raised the chessboard and caught them. With a loud bang, more than ten chess pieces landed on the chessboard at the same time. Originally, when the dozen or so chess pieces were thrown into the sky, they would land in a certain order. When the iron and silver chess pieces touched the steel chessboard, they would make a series of clanking sounds. Who knew that the dozen or so chess pieces would land on the chessboard at the same time? However, the balance of the hand strength when they were thrown up was really amazing.

What was even more strange was that when the chess pieces landed on the board, none of them bounced off the board. However, his right hand sank slightly, and the momentum of the chess pieces falling disappeared. The chess pieces seemed to be placed on the board with his hand.

At this moment, Mu Sang recited an obscure chant. This was only for others. When Bai Ziyang heard it, he immediately followed the chant and activated the cultivation method. A slight heat current circulated through his body. Not only that, Bai Ziyang was actually multitasking.

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,。The new book is not a eunuch. You can keep it at ease and fatten it before killing it.

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