"Paida, paida"&1t;/p>

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Zi rises, Zi falls.&1t;/p>

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Han Feng's eyebrows are full of heroic spirit and confident. Since he can capture nearly 80% of the chessboard, the remaining 20% ​​should not be afraid.&1t;/p>

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However, the remaining Baizi controlled by this stone statue seemed to have spirituality at this moment. Under Han Feng's fierce attack, he could still break through left and right, waiting for an opportunity. The victory or defeat was difficult to tell for a while.&1t;/p>

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Even Han Feng himself couldn't figure out why. Every time he was about to succeed, Bai Zi suddenly changed his direction, and everything he had laid out before was wasted.&1t;/p>

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The imagined whole situation is not born, but Bai Zi is getting stronger and stronger in the battle, as if he wants to win more with less.&1t;/p>

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"What kind of formation is this? I have never heard of..." Looking at the white chess formation that seemed to be loose, Han Feng could not do anything to the remaining piles of white pieces. Time passed quietly, but he was eaten up several black pieces.&1t;/p>

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Han Feng shook his legs in a hurry, and suddenly he found that the iron lock that had almost fallen off had been tied up again at some point. Perhaps because Han Feng lost three sons in a row, the iron chain this time was tied tighter than last time.&1t;/p>

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Han Feng's eyes were restrained, and he tried to restrain himself again to calm himself down and not be blinded by anxiety.&1t;/p>

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Baizi had less than one hundred and was surrounded by Heizi. In this situation of catching turtles in the jar, Baizi inexplicably bite back, suddenly attacked, and ate Heizi's team again.&1t;/p>

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The severe pain in his ankle came again. He gritted his teeth and looked at the word "green cloud" engraved on the edge of the stone table. His thoughts surged, carefully studying the mystery contained in the chess formation.&1t;/p>

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Qingyun?&1t;/p>

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What is Qingyun?&1t;/p>

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The blue sky and white clouds are extremely comfortable and calm artistic conception. Why is it used on this black and white battlefield that advocates killing?&1t;/p>

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Could it be that I want to keep a leisurely and ordinary mentality in this battle situation where wars are full of dangers?&1t;/p>

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Is it actually wrong that I have always believed that the attack is supremacy?&1t;/p>

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Han Fengxiang has a very good understanding, but now he is in trouble. If he is wrong, he will be careless and lose all his clothes, facing the fate of his legs being pinched off.&1t;/p>

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But if he continues to attack like this, even if he can delay the contraction of the iron lock, he will not be able to maintain this situation forever, resulting in being dragged to death.&1t;/p>

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Neither before nor behind, he is now in a dilemma.&1t;/p>

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"Grandpa Juechen, if one day I find you, I will see if I don't fight you to the death!" Han Feng said to himself in anger, and then suddenly fell a son.&1t;/p>

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This time, he took the method of retreating to advance, as if he was wandering around the table, not caring about the Baizi formation that was approaching the army, but instead wandering everywhere, as if he was walking.&1t;/p>

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Although Han Feng's heart had already reached his throat, he still forced himself to calmly put his son in these seemingly irrelevant places, but he was not sure if it was useful.&1t;/p>

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"Click"&1t;/p>

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A dark spot was swallowed again, and the iron lock on his feet suddenly tightened. Han Feng was so painful that he was sweating all over. He bit his silver teeth tightly, his cheeks were red, and even the blue veins on his forehead burst out, like a winding giant snake.&1t;/p>

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The sky is green, and the wind and clouds are all calm.&1t;/p>

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…&1t;/p>

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"Ba!"&1t;/p>

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A black piece fell down, and he was almost lying on the chessboard. If it weren't for the chessboard made of stone, he would probably have been crushed by the force of his slap.&1t;/p>

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Hold on... All success or failure depends on this step!&1t;/p>

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The creaking sound of the gears slowly stopped. After the black spot fell, all the white spots around flipped in the blink of an eye, leaving only a touch of ink in the center.&1t;/p>

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"Crack!"&1t;/p>

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Bai Zi's voice made Han Feng feel relaxed and he almost fainted. He was so painful that he almost wanted to chop off his legs by himself. Fortunately, he was lucky in the end and took this critical step.&1t;/p>

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The feet seemed a little lighter, but the cold iron chains were still close to the skin, so he couldn't relax!&1t;/p>

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Han Feng calmed down slightly, and carefully recalled the thoughts just now. According to the principles of the Qingyun Law that he had just realized, it seemed that the routine of dealing with this stone statue was very useful.&1t;/p>

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Since it works, then continue!&1t;/p>

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Thinking of this, Han Feng suddenly waved his hand again and dropped a finger in a remote position.&1t;/p>

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One, two, three…&1t;/p>

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White and black blend in incompatible, dancing on the chessboard, like two dragons with black and white biting each other, and they can't argue. At first, the white dragon fought back crazily, but now the black dragon suddenly blasted out a blow under such a counterattack, killing the white dragon unexpectedly.&1t;/p>

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…&1t;/p>

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An hour passed, and time had turned into something indifferent in Han Feng's eyes. In his mind, there were only the following ten steps and the possible operations that the opponent might have. He kept practicing in his mind. The more he was proficient, the faster he could make.&1t;/p>

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There are fifty white pieces...&1t;/p>

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Han Feng suddenly kicked the chain, and finally got rid of the constraints while the chain was loose.&1t;/p>

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He was very excited. Seeing that victory was about to break the deadlock, he still couldn't help but feel a few touches in his heart.&1t;/p>

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But he quickly patted his head again to calm himself down.&1t;/p>

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To be continued...