Chapter 320.1 (1/2)

You Are… Little Fan?

The art of chess was just the display of one’s ability in strategizing and deductions.

Ning Fan’s intelligence was not weak. Besides, he had the inheritance of the art of chess from Ancient Chaos. Even so, in front of this mysterious black-robed man, he could not even gain any advantage at all.

The broken dream lasted for three days. Every day, the middle-aged man who was wearing a dragon robe would play seven chess matches with him.

They played not more nor less than seven times. On the other hand, no matter what Ning Fan asked, the middle-aged man would not reply to him.

On the first day, for the first six games, both Ning Fan and the middle-aged man had a tie as each of them won three times. However, on the seventh match, Ning Fan lost.

On the second day, Ning Fan wholeheartedly strived to win against the mysterious man. As soon as the chess game began, he won three matches in a row. Unfortunately, during the last four games, he was consecutively defeated by the middle-aged man.

Ning Fan’s brows were tightly knitted together. Today was already the third day of his broken dream.

He had no idea why he would fall into this dream but he could feel that the middle-aged man in front of him harbored no ill will towards him.

Who is this man? Why would I enter into this broken dream and end up playing chess with him for three days straight after being surrounded by the black starlight?!

“What is the black-colored starlight… This man claimed that the art of chess is no different than the technique of starlight. What is he trying to say by saying that?”

Ning Fan then loosened his brows, putting down the chess piece in his hand and rose up from his seat, intending to walk away.

“I don’t want to play anymore!”

“Oh? Interesting. You actually cast away the intention to win or lose. However, with just that, you won’t be able to see through the secrets behind this chess game. So butterfly boy, you want to escape now? In the past when you were facing Zhang Qing, I didn’t see you escape at all…”

“You… Who are you exactly?!”

“I am the person who will pass on to you the star technique!”

“Star technique?” Ning Fan was stunned. The star technique was an incredibly profound healing technique. Of course, he knew about it.

But…

“But why do I need to learn it?!”

“The Star technique I am talking about is the Black Star Technique. It could even make white skeletons grow flesh and resurrect the dead… Are you sure that you don’t want to learn this technique?!”

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and said indifferently.

“If you want to learn, then sit down! If you don’t want to learn, you may leave now! However, if you choose the latter, I’m afraid your Mu Weiliang will never be revived again for eternity!”

“…”

Ning Fan stared deeply at that mysterious man.

The sudden appearance of this dream, the intentional emergence of this man who seems to know me so well as if I am in the palm of his hand…

Is he my Heart’s Devil or just an illusion? Is he just a virtual figure within this dream or he is a remaining intent which truly exists?

Ning Fan attempted to crush the dream realm to leave but whatever he tried, his actions all ended in vain.

Apparently, without satisfying this middle-aged man, I shouldn’t even think about leaving this place.

“I shall see how you will teach me the star technique!” Ning Fan sat on the stone bench once more. This time, however, he pushed the chessboard around and took charge of the black chess pieces.

“A teachable young man…”

The black-robed man nodded his head. However, he was not in a hurry to make his next move on the chessboard. Instead, he expressed another statement like he was preaching Dao.

“The art of chess is the same as the star technique. Chess is the same as one’s life. Life is but a virtual dream. Discerning black from white and vice versa is difficult. Reality and illusion are hard to distinguish apart. However, there is one thing you have to remember. Don’t be too stubborn over black and white… because they carry no meaning!”

With a flick of his sleeve, the chessboard was dotted with starlight which was bright and beautiful like the galaxy.

This chessboard and the chess pieces were all transformed from starlight. The silver-colored starlight formed the white chess pieces while the black-colored starlight formed the black chess pieces. However, when the middle-aged man willed, the black and white starlight reversed in color!