Straight to Your Heart

Yin Shengfu's breathing became rapid as if he had gone mad, studying the chessboard on the table.

The more he studied,

the more he felt the gap between himself and Yi Feng.

What terrified him the most was that he hadn't noticed any clue before. He even thought Yi Feng was playing chess without any strategy.

But it wasn't until he realized there was no move left for the final chess piece to make that he suddenly discovered his own defeat. Reflecting on Yi Feng's seemingly unorganized moves before, he realized they were actually part of a meticulous plan.

Huang Wujing and Meng Lixian standing beside him also noticed something was amiss.

They involuntarily gasped in astonishment.

They never expected that Yi Feng's chess skills extended beyond his musical talent, reaching such a high level of accomplishment.

They had assumed Yi Feng had lost, but it turned out to be Yin Shengfu who was defeated.

This reversal was simply unbelievable to them.

But there was even more that left the three of them in disbelief.

If they connected Yi Feng's chess pieces, they would discover that the entire chessboard had transformed into a vast star chart, exuding a profound aura.

The power of the Great Dao.

It was once again the power of the Great Dao.

Hiss!

At that moment, the three of them were on the verge of going insane.

Wasn't it agreed that each person would specialize in one path? Why did Yi Feng possess such formidable power of the Great Dao in his chess skills, apart from his musical talent?

This was fundamentally against the natural order!

Unconsciously, Huang Wujing and Meng Lixian exchanged glances, seeing the profound shock in each other's eyes.

Although they couldn't comprehend why Yi Feng could master two paths, it was clear now that they had underestimated him.

Even more ridiculous was their attempt to console Yi Feng, fearing he would be unhappy about losing the game.

Now it seemed that they had been overthinking!

However, despite the abundant power of the Great Dao contained within the chess game, Huang Wujing and Meng Lixian couldn't comprehend it. Even Yin Shengfu was in the same situation.

Yi Feng's moves in this game were too profound, like a martial spirit who, even if presented with a supreme martial technique, would be unable to cultivate it, only aware of its strength but unable to comprehend and apply it.

Of course, even if they couldn't comprehend it, those with talent could grasp something.

And Yin Shengfu was precisely in that position at this moment.

Although he had been thoroughly defeated by Yi Feng, his achievements in the path of chess were evident to all.

He pondered Yi Feng's game, feeling as if he had grasped something, but it was somewhat elusive.

However, he understood that as long as he seized that point and comprehended it, his chess skills would advance to a new level, entering a new realm.

Unconsciously,

his body trembled as he cast a hopeful gaze toward Yi Feng.

Because he firmly believed that as long as he played another game with Yi Feng, even if he couldn't comprehend the power of the Great Dao within it, by speculating on Yi Feng's every move, he would definitely gain insight into that aspect.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Yi Feng spoke while drinking, his tone devoid of any politeness.

"Uh..."

Upon hearing these words, Yin Shengfu's face was filled with embarrassment and unease, but he still mustered up the courage to bow and say, "Senior, your skill in chess is superb. It was my shortsightedness that led me to underestimate you. I humbly request, if you would be so kind, to play another game with me."

"Oh?"

As soon as he heard this, Yi Feng immediately found it interesting.

When Yin Shengfu was about to play chess with him earlier, he made excuses about wasting his time and tarnishing his chessboard, putting on a show of disdain. But now that he saw Yi Feng was willing to play, he immediately came crawling back, even addressing him as "senior" and begging for another game?

"Didn't you say you only wanted to play one game?"

Yi Feng sneered disdainfully, his face full of contempt. "It seems you were the one who said that."

Yin Shengfu's face turned extremely awkward upon hearing this, and he quickly explained, "The game we just played has taught me a lot. It was my shortsightedness that led me to make that statement. I take it back and hope that you will play another game with me."

"You think you can just take it back?"

Yi Feng sneered contemptuously.

Yin Shengfu's complexion darkened, but he still bowed and said, "I was wrong, and I hope you will give me a chance to exchange ideas."

"I refuse."

Yi Feng flatly rejected him, without any politeness. "You're as useless as a nobody. You can't even compare to Old Zhao, who sells tofu in my hometown. Do you really think you're qualified to discuss with me?"

"Hmph, I don't have time to waste on you. Just go and play by yourself."

After saying that, he waved his hand dismissively, completely ignoring Yin Shengfu.

After all, Yi Feng still believed in that principle: Treat others with respect, and they will respect you; disrespect others, and they will get a taste of their own medicine.

Yin Shengfu had originally acted as if he were something special, making Yi Feng think he was quite formidable. He had even hoped to gain some experience in chess from him.

But now it seemed that he was just a complete joke.

Yi Feng's blunt words made Yin Shengfu's face turn red.

Plop!

Yin Shengfu spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed onto the ground, his face pale and filled with despair.

Yi Feng's comment about him being a useless nobody shattered his resolve.