Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 145: Calculation and Chess

After saying goodbye to Mr. Ba, Ma Zhan continued to climb the mountain.

Along the way, he was still deeply shocked by Mr. Ba's "the scene follows the heart".

'Change the environment. When facing a fire attack, a little rain will put it out.

If you encounter a close combat, freeze the person there.

In other words, the enemy is also part of the environment, which directly changes the enemy...

This state is a bit scary.'

"Boom~..."

Ma Zhan rubbed his head and seemed to have bumped into something. It turned out that he was trapped.

What kind of illusion is this? Look at my Boeing series...'

"Those who discuss the Dao, three arrays, three spells, once you have solved them, continue up the mountain."

A faint voice came.

'Mr. Wu, that's it.'

Ma Zhan pushed the barrier in front of him, and then there was a flash of light, and a piece of text appeared on the barrier.

"A pheasant and a rabbit in the same cage... it's so fucking boring. I learned that in elementary school."

Ma Zhan was too lazy to even write out the equation. He did the mental arithmetic in three seconds and wrote the answer on the screen.

The first barrier shattered, followed by the second.

"That's a bit interesting, Tic Tac Toe Fifteen.

Twenty-four is the shoulder, sixty-eight is the foot, three on the left and seven on the right...

It's no big deal, Huang Rong taught me that."

The third question is to calculate the volume of an irregular stone.

“To be honest, it’s really difficult for people who haven’t received exam-oriented math education to calculate this.

However, Mr. Wu, has the scope of your questions always been in elementary school?

Even if there’s a junior high school question, I might forget how to solve it.”

The horse battle took less than a minute and the three formations were dispersed. It was completely unchallenging.

"Goodbye, Mr. Five."

"Ugh..."

A gust of wind came, and a person was carried in the wind.

"You didn't cheat?"

Ma Zhan sighed.

"Cheating? You're cheating on math problems like that?

Mr. Wu, please don't insult me."

Mr. Wu pursed his mustache and said.

"After seeing the spreadsheets you made for bookkeeping, I felt you had a talent for numbers.

I set up these three formations to test you, but I didn't expect your performance to be so innate rather than talented."

Ma Zhan was startled, "Your divination is not the same as that of a fortune teller, is it?"

If an adult travels through time and space and is reborn as a child, wouldn't that mean he has innate knowledge?

There is no other way. I can only rely on you for the almighty secret realm excuse.

"Being able to pass Xiaobao's level must be related to that secret realm."

Mr. Wu got it right again.

Now Ma Zhan was certain that Mr. Wu's calculation was not just an arithmetic one, but more of an inference.

“Hey?...Wait a minute.

Xiaobao?

Mr. Eight's name?"

Ma Zhan suddenly felt a sense of funny.

The first-class martial arts master was actually called Xiaobao.

Mr. Wu did not insist like Xiaobao and spoke directly.

“If there’s a chance, we can exchange some ideas.

Those who are discussing the Dao should continue discussing the Dao, so I won’t waste your time.”

After saying goodbye to Mr. Wu, Ma Zhan continued on his way.

When they saw the pavilion built by Mr. San beside the mountain stream, two people were playing chess in the pavilion.

Ma Zhan had a direct experience of what it means: a mountain is not high, but it is magical if there are immortals there.

"Two three gentlemen, twins?"

Looking at the two identical people, Ma Zhan talked to himself.

Ma Zhan waited patiently for the “two” players to finish their game.

One of the three gentlemen waved his hand, and the person opposite him disappeared.

Mr. San said as he cleaned up the mess.

"Please take a seat, my friend. Let's play a game of chess. Winning or losing is not important. Just give your best."

Ma Luchen hesitated as he sat down opposite Mr. San. He didn't know how to play Go, but he was good at Gomoku.

However, he was not unprepared to face this chess master.

"Mr. San, I have always had a question. Could you please explain it to me?"

"please say."

Ma Zhan was relieved and started making up stories. He started asking questions.

“I once visited a secret place where Go has been popular for thousands of years.

People used a method to create a puppet that was specifically designed to play chess.

All chess records are stored in the core of this puppet, and its name is Alpha.

In order to verify Alpha's strength in chess, the man who was known as the best chess master in the world at that time played against him.

As a result, Alpha won nine out of ten battles.

Mr. San, is it true that in the art of chess, one only needs to memorize all the chess moves to become invincible?

Ma Zhan has been considering whether to tell Mr. San about this issue.

Because if he is not careful, the gentleman who entered Taoism through chess will lose his mind.

After some hesitation, Ma Zhan decided to speak out.

I am really curious about the reaction of a chess master who hears that humans cannot beat robots in chess.

Of course, if this disciple's heart of Taoism collapses because of this, then he should not call himself a chess master.

As Ma Zhan expected, Mr. San continued to tidy up the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard and answered casually.

“That puppet, who memorizes all the chess moves, I am no match for him.

Almost everyone is no match for him.

It is a puppet, heartless and desireless. The meaning of its existence is the way of chess.

But we are human beings. We eat grains and have seven emotions and six desires. Besides playing chess, there are many things we need to do.

The reason why Xiaobao can make rapid progress in martial arts is because he is simple.

Apart from his junior sister, no one and no thing has been able to make him leave the path of martial arts.

So although he was born for martial arts, he is also a human being.

It's nothing for a human to lose to a puppet in chess.

Playing chess is a state of mind.

Do you remember what I just told you, whether you can pass this level of mine doesn’t depend on whether you win or lose the game.

There are many things that happen to people outside of the chessboard. If people are only on the chessboard, then they cannot be called people.

Of course, even if the puppet memorized all the chess moves, didn’t it still lose the game?

This just goes to show that there is a whole world outside the chessboard."

After Mr. San collected the chess pieces and finished speaking, Ma Zhan was stunned.

"You've... reached a higher level. Is this the return to nature?"

Ma Zhan clasped his fists, feeling convinced.

"Sir, that's awesome..."

Mr. San pushed the white words in front of Ma Zhan: "Can we start?"

"Hold on..."

Ma Zhan heard a shocking secret from Mr. San's words.

"Mr. San, that little junior sister is Mr. Jiu, what is the law?"

Mr. San smiled slightly: "Yes.

She is the junior sister from the Legalist school who has the same “Rule of Law Theory” as you.

She is also our junior sister, the ninth disciple of the chief priest."

'I'll wipe it...

How amazing was that junior sister that she could convince a group of legalist scholars to let me pass the debate just because I shared the same ideas as hers?

This caused ripples in the heart of the simple-minded Xiaobao.

Ma Zhan was madly imagining how stunningly beautiful the "Junior Sister" was, with peerless grace, graceful demeanor, and a curvaceous figure...

"Cough~" Mr. San coughed lightly and spoke again.

"can we start?"