Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 337 How about I challenge the endgame?
What is this kid thinking?

After passing the trial just now, this kid should have discovered that the trial of Hanjialing is full of difficulties even for those with extremely high talents.

If you can get a token, it is already smoking on the ancestral grave.

Not only is it required to have extremely high talent, but even the appearance must leave a deep impression on the elders of the trial, and the speech and behavior must also conform to Han Jialing's rules.

There are too many variables in it, and it is extremely difficult for me to get a token.

What would happen if this kid asked four yuan?
It's just insane.

"The process of trials is also a process of competition. Those who can get four gold medals should be among the best. They can stand on the podium and get a surprise gift."

"At the same time, he is respected by his peers, and he can also be favored by the sect master."

Han Long explained patiently.

"What about the five dollars?"

Ying Zige didn't stop because of this, and continued to question.

Puff!
The two Han Jialing elders almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

I was not calm on the spot.

"Five? We've all forgotten what it would be like to get five."

"That's right, it's been a long time since someone got five yuan. Last time, the one who got the most tokens was only two or three yuan, right?"

"That's right. What is your master thinking? To get five gold medals, we have to go to five places. Not only is it time-consuming and laborious, but also, it is impossible to win. No one will do that."

"How could someone do such a thankless thing?"

The two old men shook their heads frantically, their hearts shaking.

At the same time, secretly sighed that this kid was too arrogant.

Except for the token it used, it just got a gold medal in the trial.

Want to run just after taking a step?

Aren't you afraid of getting caught?

The two elders smiled coldly, and there was a little playfulness in their eyes.

Maybe this kid was just talking casually.

How could it be possible to really get five gold medals?
"What if I get ten gold medals?"

Ying Zige continued to ask.

"If you get ten gold medals, you will definitely be admired by thousands of people after you come to Hanjialing. When it comes to internal strength, maybe the sect master will directly accept you as a beginner disciple."

"No one else can stop it."

Han Dong smiled coldly, his tone full of sarcasm.

Ten gold medals?

play?

How could someone get ten gold medals?
You know, every trial looks very simple on the surface, but in fact it is basically hell level.

It is very rare to be able to pass one of the trials forcefully.

ten?

It's just wishful thinking.

"It turned out to be just a beginner disciple of the sect master? This is not attractive."

"However, I'd like to try."

Ying Zige narrowed his eyes slightly, but still smiled happily.

It doesn't matter at all whether you can become an introductory disciple or not.

The important thing is that you must live up to your cheap daddy.

"Ha ha."

The two Han Jialing elders smiled at each other and shook their heads slowly.

At this moment, I firmly believe that this kid is just talking casually.

at this time.

The two trial elders of Hanjialing were still very messy in their hearts, and they were closing their stalls while they were messy.

Today's trial is almost over.

Tomorrow, we will continue to set up stalls, waiting for the arrival of budget makers.

"Wait. It's only two taels of gold, not enough for me to spend on the road."

"Do you want another game?"

At this moment, Ying Zige took the initiative to come to the two trial elders and said slowly.

"You still want to try?"

"Hehe, being successful the first time does not mean that you will be successful the second time. I advise you to be careful."

The two old men were taken aback for a moment, and a sneer appeared on their faces.

The chess piece was forcibly taken away by the opponent just now, which made them very embarrassed.

They are confident that if the other party tries again, their usually strong internal force will definitely be able to make the other party return without success.

"This kind of simple game doesn't matter if you don't play it."

"If you want to play, just play with a face of high difficulty. For example, how about I try to solve this mess?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was slightly taken aback.

The smiles on the faces of the two old men became even colder.

What did this kid just say?
To solve this mess?

You must know that this endgame is very complicated and complicated, even for the top players, it is difficult to solve it.

Someone once said that looking at the whole world, only three people can have the chance to crack this chess game.

Note, it's just a chance.

Moreover, these three people are just existences in legends, and the closest one lived a hundred years ago, and has already sat down.

Of course, this is only for the entire arena.

Among the Hanjialing, there was someone who could solve this mess, and that was Han Beihai, the master of the Hanjialing.

Except for him, almost no one can crack it.

This kid actually brazenly said that he wanted to solve this mess?

Who gave him the courage?
"Hahaha! You are so humorous."

"Why bother?"

The two old men shook their heads slowly, their eyes naturally full of disbelief.

Those who have seen this endgame before even curled their lips slightly without showing any trace.

"Is this kid too arrogant? He actually wants to break this situation."

"This game is ever-changing and unpredictable. It is a dead game among dead games. Almost no one can crack it!"

"Looking at the whole world, there have been three people who have cracked this game, and one of them took three days and three nights the fastest. After the cracking was completed, he vomited blood all night."

"This kid is simply too shameless. I have never seen such an arrogant person."

"Floating! I think he really is floating, he almost floated into the sky."

Among the sarcasm, everyone naturally didn't believe it.

With his hands behind his back, Su Changfeng sneered slightly, his eyes full of clarity.

"Young master brother can definitely do it!"

"Young master brother will definitely be able to crack it."

"How dare you underestimate Brother Young Master? Are you still shameless?"

"Such a simple chess game, my son and brother only need a stick of incense time to break it."

"Not bad! A stick of incense will definitely be able to crack it!"

hiss!
Ying Zige gasped involuntarily, his scalp tingling for a while.

Are these fans helping themselves or hurting themselves?
Then please follow the stars rationally!
Why the time for a stick of incense?
I just need 3 minutes, okay?
Don't underestimate your young master brother.

"In that case, son, let's try it."

"If you can, son, we are willing to give out another two taels of gold."

The two old men pondered for a moment, and finally nodded slightly.

He passed a trial alone, and logically he could only get one gold medal.

However, it is impossible for the opponent to crack the chess game. The so-called contribution of another gold medal is nothing but rootless water, just talking about it casually.

What's there to worry about?
Besides, the two old men really wanted to see Ying Zige's embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)