"Phew!"
Unknowingly, more than half of the chessboard was occupied by the black and white pieces. As time passed, Yang Jiao's speed of placing his pieces became slower and slower. He often needed dozens of breaths to continue placing his pieces.
"No, we can't defeat him by relying on the Eight Formations Art of War!”
As more than an hour passed, the other party still placed a piece in an instant. However, Yang Jiao did not know how to place a piece.
Under his mental deduction, he would be defeated in at most twenty moves. There was no need to continue this game of chess.
"Mister is so talented. Yang Jiao is ashamed of his inferiority!”
Shaking his head, Yang Jiao chose to give up and admit defeat.
He didn't want to waste time in this game that was destined to fail.
As Yang Jiao admitted defeat, the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard became empty. The phantom nodded slightly.
Yang Jiao did not take the book and read it. Instead, he sat cross-legged and invaded his memories.
"Sun Tzu's Art of War, Tai Gong's Art of War, Sima's Art of War…"
Many well-known great works on the art of war constantly appeared in Yang Jiao's mind. In his previous life, Yang Jiao's father was one of the first batch of people to go into the sea to do business. He had built up a good foundation in more than ten years.
When Yang Jiao was young, he loved to go to his father's bookshelf. There were not only great novels there, but there were also some military books. Under his immense mind, it was as if they were images being played backwards.
Soon, he found these great books on the art of war. These great books were called the Ten Great Ancient Art of War.
As the saying goes, the business world was like the battlefield. Usually, his father liked to study the art of war. The same art of war was also very useful in chess.
After an unknown period of time, Yang Jiao's mind was immersed in deduction. He could not record the passage of time at all.
After a long time, a bright light illuminated the secret chamber.
Yang Jiao's eyes were like the starry sky, revealing endless wisdom.
When Yang Jiao stood up, he retracted his aura and walked on the chessboard. A gentle and elegant temperament appeared on his face. A faint smile appeared on his face, as if he was mocking all living beings.
"Sir, please!"
Yang Jiao nodded with a faint smile, indicating for the other party to go first.
"Yes!"
The mysterious man didn't refuse, and a black piece landed on Tian Yuan.
This time, Yang Jiao did not land on the star position, but on the top position. It was as if he was casually placing a piece. Almost at the same time that his opponent placed a piece, a white piece appeared on the chessboard.
"Da da da da!"
This time, it was as if the identities of the two sides had changed. The other party placed a piece, and Yang Jiao kept biting, especially the chessboard. The white piece was like a star, without any pattern.
However, the shadow paused for a moment and placed the piece after three breaths.
"Hehe, Mister has fallen into a trap!”
Yang Jiao smiled faintly. The white chess piece in his hand landed brazenly and had already swallowed the chess pieces that were located in the Heavenly Yuan.
It was also at this moment that all the white pieces on the chessboard emitted a faint light, as if they were as chaotic as the stars in the sky.
Yang Jiao's killer move had already been released, and it instantly disrupted the opponent's chess game.
"Haha! The younger generation is formidable.
The mysterious man spoke again, but with some admiration. The chess pieces on the board had completely disappeared.
"I'll let you pass this round!”
"Your level? There were thousands of scriptures here. Could it be that there were really thousands of tests?？”
"Haha!"
The illusory figure chuckled, and the chessboard and its figure slowly dispersed.
"Test passed, entering the second round!”
"You will pass the test when you memorize all the books here!”
"Phew! "It's fine, it doesn't count,"
Yang Jiao said softly with a sigh of relief.
Then, he looked at the scroll on the bookshelf.
Thousands of scrolls might seem like a lot, but each scroll could only record a hundred words at most. In other words, it could only record a hundred thousand words at most. With his mental strength, he could memorize them in about two hours.
But was it really that simple?
"Innate Eight Trigrams!"
Yang Jiao frowned and looked at the difficult words. He knew every word, but when they were put together, he was extremely conflicted.
Moreover, he realized that if he did not comprehend some of the true flavor, he would be like a funnel and would not be able to remember it.
"I knew it wasn't that simple!”
Yang Jiao sighed slightly, but there was nothing he could do.
Time slowly passed.
In the beginning, he would be able to comprehend a book in about ten days. In the end, he would only need about five days to finish reading and memorize the book.
In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
"I've already completely comprehended everything in these books. I've passed the test now, right?”
"Half!"
A door appeared in front of Yang Jiao. He narrowed his eyes and guessed in his heart,"What do you mean by half?"
Without needing the other party to say anything, Yang Jiao consciously stepped through this door.
"There are a thousand scrolls here. You need to completely engrave all the knowledge you have memorized!”
Yang Jiao's expression was a little ugly."Are you kidding me? One round after another. When will it end?!"”
"I told you I'm in a hurry!"
"Hehe, there is a reason why I gave you 1,000 scrolls and 300 scriptures for you to comprehend.”
"Those scrolls have existed for hundreds of years. Although the carrier is the spiritual treasure Purple Pearl, who knows how long it can be stored!”
"You don't want the human race's allusions to be lost, right?”
"There are still some benefits for you after you finish engraving.”
"Haha!"
Yang Jiao sneered and took a bamboo scroll.
"These scrolls are special Spiritual Treasures. Use your understanding of morality and justice to turn them into written records. They can be preserved for ten thousand years!”
"Alright, this is the last time. If you give me another test, don't blame me for falling out!”
Ever since he came here, there had been some kind of test. He had passed one after another, and he was a little angry.
"Hehe, don't worry. These tests will be beneficial to you.”
The voice didn't make any promises. It just laughed.
Yang Jiao's heart was heavy. He opened the scroll and saw that it was blank.
The engraving did not need to be taught by the other party. The mysterious Dao runes appeared on the sword finger and continued to be engraved on it.
"Shua shua shua!"
Yang Jiao condensed the Dao runes in his heart. His fingers moved slightly, and he continuously wrote down the words of the oracle bone script on it.
Reading was a very interesting thing. Not only could it kill time, but it could also fill in the knowledge. If he wanted to write, it would be a very fortunate thing. The process was too boring, so angry that Yang Jiao destroyed a few scrolls.
In particular, the writing of Dao runes was an extremely taxing task. Almost every time he finished a scroll, he had to stop and rest for a moment. Otherwise, the Dao runes on the scroll would be insufficient and the words would be extremely blurry.
Another year passed.
When Yang Jiao looked at the dazzling array of scrolls on the bookshelf, he could not help but feel a sense of accomplishment.
"Alright, I've already finished writing the thousand scriptures and three hundred techniques. It's time to fulfill your promise.”
Yang Jiao's expression was ugly. If he said anything about the test, he would try to break through the Ancient Bronze Hall even if he had to offend the ancestors.
"Haha, of course!"
At this moment, his laughter was filled with a carefree and relaxed tone.
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