Zhao Wanfu held Zen Master Wuxu in such high regard because, during their games, he often relied on the copy of True Interpretation of Chess Dao at hand.
Yet even as he constantly consulted the techniques and methods within True Interpretation of Chess Dao, Zhao Wanfu was still seized by Zen Master Wuxu from the very outset. Ten battles, ten defeats—he had utterly no power to fight back.
To Zhao Wanfu, this was already a heaven-defying feat. And the chess skill Zen Master Wuxu displayed had surpassed mortals altogether, reaching the saintly rank.
One had to know that True Interpretation of Chess Dao was an exceedingly precious and powerful tome in the world of chess. It encompassed every chess formation under heaven and the methods to break them, with some techniques that were immortal-world handiwork utterly absent from the mortal realm.
Moreover, there was only one such book in the world. It was an invincible, solitary copy in the chess world, as rare and precious as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
Back then, Lin Xuan's father had happened to purchase this tome while conducting business and had kept it in the Lin Family estate ever since. Zhao Wanfu had also been studying it all along, which was why he had acquired rather impressive chess skills.
But after facing Zen Master Wuxu several times, he discovered that what he had learned before was simply not enough. Thus, he brought out the book, hoping to learn and use its knowledge on the spot.
Unexpectedly, even with such a peerless tome in hand, he remained helpless against Zen Master Wuxu's moves. He lost again and again, each time utterly controlled within Zen Master Wuxu's palm.
Therefore, Zhao Wanfu sincerely felt that Zen Master Wuxu's attainment in the Dao of chess had already reached