Chapter 322 Being Noticed and Targeted

This game is a competition of luck.

Who wins or loses depends on the woman's choice, which is also the choice of the chess game itself.

Nie Wushuang didn't know why the chess game made this choice. Could it be that it noticed the existence of the clone and was inexplicably wary of itself, so it made the decision.

The so-called luck is just an apparent reason.

Of course, it is also possible that this is not the case. This choice is completely random, but it is just bad luck that it happened.

Change to other people.

Whether it is Jian Yibai and his wife, or Su Yujin, facing such a situation, there is only one way to die.

Even if the individual consciousness is awakened, the baby is powerless in this space. There is no other ending except being slaughtered.

However, Nie Wushuang is not an ordinary person.

Although the main body has become a baby, it has no power at all.

He has a clone, even in the chess game space, the clone can manifest and become a Dharma image, which can affect this space.

In the void, a 17-year-old boy appeared.

The young man held a long sword and swung it.

The first ray of light flashed in the dim temple space. After the cold light, the black smoke escaping from the evil ghost's mouth was extinguished, and the smoke disappeared and ceased to exist.

On the altar, the evil ghost trembled all over and let out a terrifying howl.

The second flash of cold light.

After the flash, the woman holding the baby was cut into two halves along with the baby in her arms. There was no blood and flesh splashing, only green smoke escaping from the broken body, and in an instant, it disappeared into the void.

The body that was split into two withered instantly, fine ash flew, and no longer existed.

The third ray of cold light flashed, and the Taoist wearing a colorful robe was split into two with a surprised expression on his face.

Green smoke escaped, and the body turned into powder.

At this time, Nie Wushuang felt that there was a force growing in his body. The original baby's body changed into Nie Feng's appearance and restored its original appearance. At this time, a clear light rose from the ground under him, rolled him up, and flew towards the sky.

The opponent was dead, so he was the winner.

He was naturally sent out of the chess game.

Looking down, he saw the fourth cold light.

The sword light slashed towards the evil ghost on the altar. At this time, the evil ghost seemed to break free from the shackles, had left the altar, floated to one side, and dodged the sword slashed by the clone.

However, it could dodge the first day, but not the fifteenth.

From the center of the clone's eyebrows, a flying sword shot out and rolled up the evil ghost. In an instant, the head and body were cut into hundreds of pieces. Those split bodies wanted to merge together, but they couldn't.

They separated when they were close to each other, and there was no way to glue them together.

This was Nie Wushuang's last sight. Next, he appeared at the edge of the chessboard. The result of the battle in the chess game was temporarily unknown.

After all, in order to contact the clone in the chess game, he had to restore the realm that was forcibly suppressed. In this way, he could not hide it from the gourd Taoist and the sword demon on the opposite side.

Seeing Nie Wushuang coming out, Su Yujin and others couldn't help but smile with a happy expression on their faces.

Logically, the Taoist of the Calabash should be happy.

No matter what, Nie Wushuang helped him win this game.

However, there was no smile on that guy's face, only surprise, and he seemed to be shocked that Nie Wushuang could come out alive.

"It shouldn't be!"

He even said it out loud.

Then, he looked at the chessboard. There were still four squares on his side, and ten squares on the other side. The other side still had the upper hand.

Looking at Nie Wushuang, the Taoist of the Calabash said directly without waiting for Nie Wushuang to speak.

"I know, the next game will also be you..."

Nie Wushuang smiled and nodded.

There was a sentence hidden in his heart that he didn't say out loud.

Congratulations, you have learned to answer quickly!

Turning his head to look at the opposite side, the sword demon still had a wooden face, and his expression did not change at all. I don't know if he was confident or if he didn't have any personal emotions at all. Just like those antisocial personalities in the previous life, the so-called emotions were all disguised.

A sword slave appeared at the edge of the chessboard and stood opposite Nie Wushuang.

A clear light rolled up from the bottom of the chessboard, rolled up the two people, and flew towards the chessboard.

The third game began...

Boom!

He opened his eyes and saw a white snow in front of him.

A deafening thunder sounded above his head.

What is this?

Before the relevant memories were absorbed, an unbearable pain came over him, and then there was a numbness that was enough to make his soul stiff.

Damn!

He was struck by lightning!

Nie Wushuang came back to his senses instantly!

He found himself tied to the top of a tens-foot-high iron pillar with layers of iron chains. There were dark clouds rolling above his head, and powerful energy was taking shape. Once it took shape, it would turn into lightning and strike down in the next moment.

He looked down.

A wide square, the square was densely packed with people, all looking up at him, their eyes were straight, and their expressions were even weird.

He looked like a stranger.

In the void in front of him, there was a bird-man with wings on his back, a human body and a bird head, just like the legendary Lei Zhenzi in his previous life.

At this moment, a smug and evil smile appeared on that bird-like face.

At the first moment, Nie Wushuang felt that this guy was his opponent. Like himself, he had awakened his personal consciousness when he entered the world.

Not only that, he was the active party, casting a spell to make himself suffer thunder punishment.

Damn!

No martial ethics!

Nie Wushuang couldn't help but want to swear.

"Thunder comes!"

The guy shouted loudly and raised a lightning rod in his hand.

"Thunder your mother!"

Nie Wushuang finally couldn't hold back and cursed.

In his previous life, he was not Lao Guang. He just watched a lot of Hong Kong movies when he was young and also went to Lingnan to work. Therefore, he liked to use Lingnan dialect for some common expressions.

A clone flashed behind the birdman.

Appearing quietly, appearing unprepared...

The clone punches.

Only then did the birdman notice.

Vibrate your wings and fly forward.

slow!

too slow!

Birdman had just had this idea, but before his body actually flew out, he was punched by Nie Wushuang's Dharma Appearance clone.

Taiyi!

With one punch, it exploded instantly.

Turned into powder and dissipated in the void.

At the same time, thunder fell.

When the thunder fell, Nie Wushuang had been caught in the clear light and left the space. In his sight, he saw the Dharma phase clone rushing towards the thunder.

The third chess piece fell.

It seemed that something was wrong with the black and white chessboard, and the existence of his own clone should have attracted his attention.

After all, if the source is lost a lot, it would make no sense if there is no induction anymore.

So, this guy is specifically targeting himself.

This chess game becomes more and more dangerous every time. Who knows what tricks will happen next time?

However, the weirdness of rule systems like this is that they must follow their own rules, and rules are the basis of their existence.

They can't flip the table over.

so……

continue!