High Martial World: One Effort, Ten Thousandfold Critical Harvest
Chapter 212

Chess Game

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Jaylen extended his hand in a gesture.

Everyone present turned off the holographic projection, resulting in only Lin Mu's image appearing in the conference room.

Jaylen looked at the group of people.

"If this continues, he'll definitely take first place. We must stop him!"

Wang Zhihui asked, "How do we stop it?"

"Let's work together! Let's try to bring him down!"

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the people present.

Although some people felt it wasn't good, seeing their expressions, they didn't dare say anything.

The series of setbacks drove some people crazy.

In addition, Lin Mu really does attract a lot of hatred, and the gap between him and them is too big.

Lin Mu was unaware of what was happening here, and he walked towards the deepest part of the area.

At that moment, the Guardian Formation Spirit appeared before him.

Looking at the Guardian Formation Spirit, Lin Mu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are you the Gatekeeper of the final checkpoint?"

The Guardian Formation Spirit nodded. "That's right, but my test won't be about strength, it will be about wisdom!"

Lin Mu was slightly taken aback. "Wisdom?"

"Follow me!"

The Guardian Formation Spirit led Lin Mu to a Chess Game, where he sat down at one Chess Game.

"Beat me and you'll pass the test!"

Looking at the chessboard in front of him, it was an endgame. Lin Mu held the black pieces, while the white pieces Guardian Formation Spirit.

After some thought, Lin Mu made his move, and the Guardian Formation Spirit followed suit.

The two went back and forth, but before long, as the Guardian Formation Spirit dropped its piece, Lin Mu was defeated.

Lin Mu's pupils contracted slightly.

His chess skills were only average.

This endgame is quite ingenious.

At first glance, it seems that the black pieces have the advantage, but as the Chess Game unfolds, the white pieces can quickly turn the tide and gain an overwhelming advantage.

Lin Mu smiled slightly, "Impressive!"

The Guardian Formation Spirit remained calm and silent.

"Each failure requires a 30-minute wait before you can continue!"

Lin Mu nodded, and a system voice echoed in his mind.

"Completing a chess match yields 4141 times the efficiency."

A flood of memories rushed in, as if Lin Mu had experienced thousands of Chess Game.

He was extremely clear about every move his opponent made and every piece he placed.

The entire Chess Game was imprinted in my mind.

Lin Mu walked to the side, sat down, and began to ponder the previous Chess Game.

An hour passed while I was thinking about this.

As Lin Mu opened his eyes, a smile appeared on his lips.

He had a way to break the current deadlock in the Chess Game.

At that moment, several figures walked over.

Bang!

A sound was heard, and Lin Mu's Holographic Projection Drone was destroyed.

The men stared at Lin Mu with icy expressions.

"Lin Mu, you have repeatedly provoked us, made us lose face, and even stole our credit. Shouldn't we settle this score?"

Jaylen scolded.

Lin Mu stood up and looked at them.

He knew very well what these people wanted to do.

They were dissatisfied with their performance and wanted to cause him trouble.

"I thought you were all so magnanimous, but it seems you're nothing special after all!"

Wang Zhihui stepped forward. "Lin Mu, if you know what's good for you, kneel down and admit your mistake, and we might give you another chance!"

Lin Mu's face remained calm. "I originally thought that since we're all from the same school, we'd give each other some face, but I overestimated you!"

"If you want to fight, then let's practice!"

"You're courting death!" A murderous glint appeared in Wang Zhihui's eyes.

He had long disliked Lin Mu and naturally wanted to take this opportunity to kill Lin Mu.

White Tiger Phantom appeared around him, making him resemble a White Tiger, exuding a murderous aura.

Jaylen Chou was also surrounded by lightning, and the Phantom of Zeus appeared at this moment. A Rune Seal appeared between his eyebrows, which looked like a tiny lightning bolt.

The others each took out their weapons.

They each had their own ulterior motives.

There are those who want to devour Lin Mu.

Some people don't want Lin Mu to win the championship.

There are also those who remain neutral, intending to take advantage of the chaos.

Looking at these people, Lin Mu took out his long sword. He realized that there was often no reason to reason with them.

When faced with self-interest, it's easy to turn a blind eye when all hope is lost.

Whoosh!

A whooshing sound came from the air.

Wang Zhihui was the first to rush towards Lin Mu.

He pounced on his prey like a hungry tiger, his power and ferocity were astonishing.

Faced with his attack, Lin Mu quickly retreated.

The advantages of Platinum-Grade Movement Technique become apparent at this moment.

Their Blood Qi was stronger than Lin Mu's, but their speed was far inferior to Lin Mu's.

"Explosive kill!"

Wang Zhihui shouted, and his hands reached out to grab Lin Mu.

Sizzle!

A series of Wind Blade rushed towards them.

Lin Mu retreated rapidly, lightning surging around him.

Thunder Flame Strike!

Lin Mu swung his longsword at Wang Zhihui.

But at that moment, Jaylen appeared before him, holding a long spear, his Thunder Power like a bolt of lightning.

"Thunder Explosion!"

A torrent of lightning struck Lin Mu.

Lin Mu's figure flickered and blurred for a moment.

Illusion Dragon Thunder Step!

Whoosh!

Lin Mu came up behind Jaylen and slashed with his long sword.

Laugh!

A wound appeared on Jaylen's body, and he transformed into lightning and fled quickly.

They stopped more than ten meters away, their eyes filled with apprehension as they looked at Lin Mu.

Quick!

That's too fast!

Before he could even see Lin Mu's Movement Technique clearly, the other person was already behind him.

"Soul Seize!"

At that moment, Ben Gang let out a reprimand.

A Phantom, resembling the Death God, rushed towards Lin Mu from behind him.

The Phantom held Scythe and emitted a wailing sound like Evil Ghost.

Laugh!

The Scythe sliced horizontally, covering the surroundings.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to quiet down.

A kind of supernatural power permeated the entire space.

Divine Soul Eye!

Lin Mu's Divine Soul Power circulated rapidly, and his observational skills reached their peak.

He discovered that a large amount of resentment was spreading outwards from the Shikigami as the center.

These resentments have a great influence on the Divine Soul.

The Shikigami's Scythe can also directly attack the Divine Soul.

Facing such an opponent, it is easy to damage Divine Soul if one confronts him head-on.

"What a bizarre method!" Lin Mu thought to himself.

He used his superior Movement Technique to escape the Shikigami's attack range.

But the Shikigami relentlessly pursued them.

Ben Gang stood still, surrounded by Black Qi.

Lin Mu took a deep breath, and the Source Force within his body erupted, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

Whoosh!

A sound of air being torn apart arose, and six different attributes appeared around Lin Mu.

Six Source Patterns!

Thunder Flame Strike!

A ferocious attack erupted at that moment.

Sizzle!

One attack after another followed.

Wang Zhihui let out a roar, his murderous aura becoming increasingly pronounced.

His claws unleashed extremely powerful Wind Blade, sweeping towards Lin Mu like a storm.

Jaylen's skin turned a dark blue-green, as if Thor had descended upon the world.

A dark cloud appeared above him.

"Thunder Punishment!"

Bolts of lightning struck Lin Mu.

The Shikigami that Ben Gang was controlling came directly in front of Lin Mu, and Vengeful Spirit flew out of its skull-like mouth.

A terrible resentment surfaced at this moment.

Boom boom boom!

A series of booming sounds rang out as multiple forces attacked Lin Mu life.

Lin Mu's eyes grew colder and colder, and his killing intent reached its peak!

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