"Anyone who wants to become a battle-array master must start learning Battle-Killing War Chess from a young age."
"The boards and pieces are also graded. The board you see here is at the pinnacle of the Enlightenment grade, with only several hundred types of troops."
"But that is already the limit for non-battle-array masters like us."
At that moment, another plump old man smiled and pointed at the board between the two elders, explaining in detail.
Gongyang Ying was utterly bewildered, clearly still a complete novice. She asked blankly, "This is already enough to make one dizzy and muddle-headed. Are there even more complicated boards?"
The plump old man explained with a simple smile, "Of course. The boards for non-battle-array masters are all Enlightenment-grade. Beyond that are Battle-grade, Spirit-grade, and Emperor-grade boards, but those are all toys for battle-array masters. They have little to do with non-battle-array masters like us."
Hearing this, Sikong Jing understood.
Ordinary Enlightenment-grade boards and pieces were the most widely circulated items. Ordinary battle-array masters could forge them, and they could be mass-produced.
But boards above the Enlightenment grade began to grow scarce. Only high-level battle-array masters could forge them.
And only battle-array masters could truly handle them.
Just as Sikong Jing's thoughts drifted, the plump old man suddenly roared, "Old He, awesome! You won!"
By then, the blue-robed elder on one side of the board had finished deploying his pieces and slaughtered the other side until they were routed in utter disarray. Pieces kept falling and being removed, until his opponent finally had no strength left to resist.
The blue-robed elder named Old He burst into laughter, his face full of excitement.
The gray-robed elder on the other side had gone red in the face. Looking utterly unwilling to accept it, he roared, "I only