Chen Qianqian: Can I Do It?

The sea area where the Azure Flood Dragon King's Palace was located transformed into a giant chessboard under the watchful eyes of all the sea creatures.

There was a blue chess piece on the chessboard. Upon closer inspection, the sea creatures realized that the piece was actually the Ancestor Qinglin.

The Ancestor Qinglin, who was on the chessboard, saw the changes around him and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

He was a powerful figure of his time, only one step away from the Saint Realm. It was quite remarkable that Chu Feng could trap him in this chessboard so silently.

The Ancestor Qinglin sneered, "Young man, do you think you can trap me by conjuring up a chessboard? Today, I will show you what it means that even among Half-Saint there is a gap!"

"Please go ahead."

Chu Feng uttered two words with a smile.

"Roar!!!"

Ancestor Qinglin let out a roar, and a beam of azure light emanated from his body as he slammed into the chessboard.

Rumble!!!

A deafening roar shook the East Sea, and a massive tsunami swept across an area of tens of Wanli.

The powerful individuals nearby sensed the massive tremor and flew towards the source of the tsunami.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Nirvana Realm experts and several Half-Saint appeared in the sea area where the Azure Flood Dragon King's Palace was located.

They all stopped in their tracks the moment they saw the chessboard.

The same thought crossed the minds of all the cultivators: if they took another step forward, they would be sucked into the chessboard and become a piece on it.

"Who are these two Great Sage fighting here? Such momentum and strength could only be achieved by Great Sage who is not far from being Saint."

"Look, isn't that the Great Sage Qinglin on the chessboard?"

"It really is him. Just what kind of being is this, that even the Great Sage Qinglin can be trapped inside?"

Among the onlookers, there were quite a few sharp-eyed individuals who quickly spotted Chu Feng, who was waving a feather fan.

"It's him! It's actually him, Half-Saint Chu from the Dao-Seeking Academy!"

"How did that person end up here, and even fight with the Great Sage Qinglin?"

"Isn't Half-Saint Chu famous throughout the world for his swordsmanship? Why would he resort to such methods today?"

This same question also came to Great Sage Blazing Sun's mind, and she subconsciously shifted her gaze to Great Sage Mountain-Mover beside her.

The Great Sage Mountain-Mover shook his head. "Don't ask me, I don't know either."

"My eldest brother is proficient in all arts and crafts; playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting are his specialties. I've heard of this skill before."

The voice of the Great Sage Golden Wing suddenly rang out beside them, almost startling them.

The Great Sage Mountain-Mover said, rather exasperated, "Brother Golden Wing, scaring people can be deadly."

Great Sage Golden Wing chuckled, "Isn't it just in time to clear up your doubts?"

Great Sage Blazing Sun asked curiously, "Golden Wing, do you think Fellow Daoist Chu can win?"

Great Sage Golden Wing said, quite annoyed, "What kind of talk is that? Shouldn't you be asking Brother Feng how many moves it would take to defeat that old guy?"

Great Sage Blazing Sun: "..."

She now finally understood where Cao Youqian's arrogance came from; it was clearly inherited from the Miscellaneous Dao Institute.

However, the Great Sage Blazing Sun was too lazy to say anything more, and instead focused his gaze on the chessboard.

At this moment, the Ancestor Qinglin on the chessboard had an exceptionally solemn expression. Since becoming Half-Saint, he had never encountered such an opponent.

At first, Ancestor Qinglin thought that his opponent had prepared a sneak attack, but he never expected that even after he made his move, he still hadn't broken his opponent's chessboard.

Is this kid really a young man who's not even a hundred years old?

Seeing that Ancestor Qinglin had stopped moving, Chu Feng smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, can we now play a proper game of chess?"

"You!!!"

Ancestor Qinglin was so angry that he couldn't even speak. This kid was clearly deliberately humiliating him.

"Don't be so smug. I am no ordinary Half-Saint. Such petty tricks cannot trap me at all. Once I am free, it will be the time for you to go to hell."

"Is that so? Then please go ahead."

Chu Feng didn't take the other person's words to heart at all. Instead, he turned to look at Chen Qianqian in the carriage and asked with a smile, "Qianqian, what kind of chess game would you like to see Master play today?"

Chen Qianqian never expected that her master would actually ask her to participate in the battle of the Half-Saint.

She jumped out of the carriage, tilted her head, and said, "Master, this disciple wishes to witness the Great Unity of Heaven and Earth."

"You little brat, you actually like playing these fancy games, fine."

Chu Feng casually conjured a chess piece and handed it to Chen Qianqian: "Then you can make this move."

Chen Qianqian looked astonished. "Master, may I?"

"Sure."

Chu Feng said with a doting expression.

The conversation between the master and disciple left all the cultivators present completely dumbfounded.

Cao Youqian, standing on the head of the unicorn dragon, looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Senior Brother, Master's tricks are truly amazing; we still have a lot to learn."

Xiao Chen didn't speak, but simply nodded silently, looking expectantly at the chess piece in Chen Qianqian's hand, wanting to see what would happen after the piece was placed.

The onlookers were all stunned; they weren't unfamiliar with the duel Half-Saint.

After all, in a place like the Endless Sea, there are countless battles every day, and every ten or eight years, it will alarm the patriarchs of various families and they will fight each other.

They had never seen Half-Saint duel like this before.

"Half-Saint Chu is far too arrogant."

"I think Half-Saint Chu is deliberately trying to provoke Great Sage Qinglin, hoping to expose a weakness in him."

That makes sense.

"..."

Humiliation, this is blatant humiliation.

The Great Sage Qinglin's eyes widened like bronze bells, and the dragon scales on his body stood up.

"The Dragon's Roar of the Nine Heavens!"

He spat out a dragon pearl, which emitted a dragon's breath and fell towards Chu Feng.

But the dragon's breath vanished without a trace before it even left the chessboard. At this moment, the Great Sage Qinglin was like a chess piece, at the mercy of others. But he was unwilling to accept this. Now, he only had one thought in his mind: to break the chessboard and then devour that kid alive.

Ignoring the blinding dragon's breath on the chessboard, Chu Feng said to Chen Qianqian, whose face was tense, "Make your move."

"Okay... yes, Master."

With trembling hands, Chen Qianqian placed the white piece towards the center of the chessboard. The moment she raised her hand, the chessboard, which was originally dozens of miles away, suddenly felt within reach.

Clatter!

As a chess piece was placed, a dazzling light shone from the chessboard.

The chess piece transformed into a sword and flew towards the Great Sage Qinglin. Upon seeing this sword, the Great Sage Qinglin felt a sudden sense of foreboding and instinctively wanted to flee.

But the next second, the Great Sage Qinglin saw a scene that filled him with despair: the sword suddenly transformed into countless drawn swords, covering the entire chessboard.

Rumble!!!

A loud booming sound came from the chessboard.

However, the seawater in the area where the chessboard was located remained completely still, as if the battle between the dragon and the human was not taking place here.

That was the world where only the Ancestor Qinglin was injured. The once arrogant Ancestor Qinglin was now lying motionless on the chessboard, his enormous dragon body riddled with holes, and blood had stained the entire chessboard red.

Seeing this, Chu Feng patted Chen Qianqian's head and said, "Your composure isn't good enough. It was a move that was sure to win, but you got scared just because your opponent was a Half-Saint. That's a big no-no in chess."

Chen Qianqian lowered her head in shame. "Master, this disciple knows her mistake."

"Just remember that, and I'll demonstrate the perfect Great Unity of Heaven and Earth for you."

As Chu Feng spoke, another chess piece appeared in his hand, but this time it was a black piece, and he was about to raise his hand to place it.

The Ancestor Qinglin on the chessboard quickly spoke up, "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

Do you want to give your last words?

Chu Feng asked a question instinctively.

"No, no, no, I concede defeat in this game. I hope Fellow Daoist Chu will show mercy."

Ancestor Qinglin hurriedly spoke, afraid that if he spoke too slowly, the opponent's chess piece would fall.

Chu Feng asked with a smile, "So, what are your plans for today's events?"

Ancestor Qinglin said, "Let the young people handle their own affairs."

"Can."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he casually retrieved the chess piece from his hand, and with a wave of his feather fan, the chessboard vanished...