Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2292 - 2292 2282 You're Going to Lose

2292: Chapter 2282: You’re Going to Lose 2292: Chapter 2282: You’re Going to Lose There was no other way, Feng Ci could only let out a wretched scream.

“What have you done to me, why can’t I use my True Qi, ah!”

As Feng Ci let out a piercing scream, his arm had already been severed from his body.

As for Feng Ci himself, he directly fainted from the pain, his bloodied arm fell onto the chessboard with a thud, slowly the flesh and blood on the arm was cleansed and seemed to be absorbed by the chessboard, as it started to emit a demonic glow.

Lingxi couldn’t bear to watch what happened next and burrowed into Long Yan’s embrace, while the latter gently held Lingxi and watched the tragedy unfold below.

Feng Ci, once intact, was excruciatingly awoken again by pain.

The White Puppets showed not a hint of compassion, hacking at Feng Ci’s body relentlessly like a slow death by a thousand cuts.

The once unscathed Feng Ci was now drenched in his own blood, and he didn’t even have the strength to cry out in pain.

Not until the final cut did the pain kill Feng Ci and the light binding him slowly dissipated.

With a plop, had it not been for the face still recognizable, Long Yan might have mistaken it for a pile of rotten flesh, Long Yan, although having seen many scenes before, had never witnessed such a visceral one.

The figure of the elderly man slowly rose from above the chessboard and settled back in the stone chair, watching Long Yan with an indifferent face as if he had nothing to do with what just happened.

Lingxi was terrified, having been a little princess, where had she ever seen such a sight; even Luo Pin turned pale, her body trembling uncontrollably, and Long Yan too felt a surge of revulsion in his stomach, which he forcibly suppressed.

“So, who’s next?”

The elderly man slumped on the chair in utter boredom, as if now in the eyes of the two women, he had become synonymous with madness.

Of course, he himself seemed not to care, simply waiting for the next person to join him in his game.

This was no joke, Long Yan’s wounds might have largely healed, but even at his peak, Long Yan couldn’t be sure he’d stand a chance against that man, the game was certainly not as simple as Go.

“Is there no one else?”

The elderly man urged impatiently, in his view, after witnessing the maiming of Feng Ci, none of the people before him had the courage to step up and challenge, after all, they were cultivators, each extraordinarily treasuring their own lives.

Just as Long Yan was about to take a step forward, he was stopped by the two women.

Such a terrifying thing, if it happened to Long Yan, Lingxi felt she would go insane on the spot.

“Big Brother Yan, don’t go, this old man is too weird.”

“Yes, you’re already strong enough now, there’s no need to take this risk for such things.”

Hearing the two women’s persuasion, Long Yan felt somewhat hesitant, but is giving up without even trying really what he wanted?

That would never be Long Yan’s choice.

“It’s okay, be good, I will come back.”

Long Yan’s tone was unbelievably firm at this moment; he seemed to have understood the rules of the game.

He just patted Lingxi’s little head gently, and Long Yan strode toward the cliff.

“Oh?”

The elderly man looked at Long Yan with great interest, having seen the scene just now where Lingxi and Luo Pin persuaded Long Yan to give up.

He had thought that Long Yan would choose to back down, but to his surprise, Long Yan was still standing before him.

“Kid, have you really thought this through?

If you fail, the outcome could be much like that person’s, you know?”

“Of course, I’ve already understood the rules of this game.

I don’t have the habit of giving up before I even face danger.”

After hearing Long Yan’s words, the elderly man in front of him laughed heartily, saying ‘good’ three times in a row.

It seemed that he was quite satisfied with Long Yan’s response.

As the True Qi surged, two huge chessboards appeared beside them.

But this time, Long Yan held the white pieces, and the elderly man had the black ones.

Watching Feng Ci and the elderly man play chess previously didn’t feel like much, but now that he was experiencing it, Long Yan realized how terrifying the situation really was.

The old man’s every chess move seemed casual, but each carried a pure killing intent.

Long Yan also liked the game of Go in his past life because of its strong gameplay and calming effect on the mind.

But what was this murderous Go that the elderly man was playing?

With an expressionless face, he placed his pieces on the board, and now Long Yan was in a completely disadvantageous position, with more and more of his white pieces being surrounded by black ones.

“This…”

Luo Pin had a slight understanding of Go and could see that Long Yan was currently at a disadvantage.

Lingxi, on the other hand, understood nothing, but seeing Luo Pin’s slightly furrowed brow, she knew that Long Yan’s situation was not good, and she began to worry for him.

“Kid, your situation doesn’t look too good.”

Seeing Long Yan with a worried look, the old man opposite him just smiled and said that, but it didn’t shake Long Yan’s resolve.

He simply placed his piece on a certain spot on the board, causing Luo Pin to inadvertently cry out in surprise.

Something was wrong with Long Yan.

That move by Long Yan left the elderly man across from him momentarily stunned.

After taking a deep look at Long Yan, the smile disappeared from the old man’s face, replaced by a serious expression.

“What’s wrong?”

Lingxi, afraid of disturbing Long Yan, asked in a soft voice, turning to Luo Pin as she didn’t understand the game.

Long Yan’s recent move could be said to be a terrible one.

Just now, Luo Pin had considered there were no more than three methods that could break through the opponent’s offensive, but Long Yan chose the worst place to put his piece, right into the enemy’s trap.

As the number of black pieces on the board began to dwindle, a smile slowly spread across Long Yan’s face.

In Go, surrounding your opponent’s pieces means their capture, and now Long Yan’s pieces on the board were extremely scattered, with nearly all the pieces being white, and the black ones were even being overwhelmed by white pieces.

With another piece placed, Long Yan managed to recover a bit of the situation.

It looked like he was playing randomly, but whenever he struck into the belly of the territory, it was a success.

Sometimes he even directly penetrated the enemy’s enclosing net.

Right now, Long Yan’s strategy was like an army fighting desperately to protect its big dragon, while the remaining black pieces were scattered throughout the board, forming small pockets of influence.

White pieces still predominated on the board, but the old man’s expression remained grave.

Long Yan’s recent moves were far from simple.

They seemed chaotic, like the flailing of an underdog, but there was still contact between black pieces.

If at this moment one were to let their guard down, Long Yan would encircle them at the fastest speed, allowing the white pieces to strike directly at the heart of the black.

As if seeing through Long Yan’s schemes, the elder gently placed a piece, cutting off the connection between two black pieces.

In his view, as soon as he recognized Long Yan’s ploy, Long Yan had already lost.

“Kid, you’re about to lose!”