Chapter 1345: Personally Entering the Game

The chess game continued, Xiao Feng's endurance buff had already stacked to 120 layers, and his attack power was absurdly high.

However, on the chessboard he could still only deal a fixed 500 million damage; mechanics outweighed stats, and there was no way to instantly kill someone.

Ximen Gou Sheng had already been beaten to death, turning into calamity ash lying on the ground.

Those calamity ashes that had been stepped on didn't even leave any ash behind—only a name floated in the air.

After more than ten minutes, all friendly pieces, including Xue Ningzhen, were completely taken out.

Xiao Feng also did his best to eliminate a few pieces; now the enemy still had two kings, three generals, and one soldier, while he had only himself.

Qisheng directed the last six pieces to block Xiao Feng's path along a straight line. With calamity ash obstructing, Xiao Feng's steps were still restricted—hitting red calamity ash would stop him, making it easy to be chased.

Fortunately, each side could move only one piece at a time; if careful, there was still a chance to flexibly kill the enemy.

The fallen Ximen Gou Sheng focused all his attention on analyzing the situation, helping to find a more suitable landing spot.

Xiao Feng went on the offensive the whole time, but the enemy was cunning—he had to dodge the encirclement while chasing to kill them, and the difficulty remained considerable.

This back-and-forth chase slowed the pace further; sometimes several rounds passed without any piece losing health.

On the contrary, the calamity ash on the ground gradually dwindled, the area grew more open, making movement easier.

For six pieces to chase down a single piece and deal damage, it was very simple.

But to block all four directions—front, back, left, right—and guarantee a one‑hit kill was nearly impossible.

Xiao Feng's health had become a thorn in Qisheng's side; he wanted to surround and kill him, but feared his own pieces wouldn't hold out—if other pieces didn't get close in time, he would first be crippled by Xiao Feng.

What had originally been a small cheating trick had now turned into a blade pressed against his neck.

"Looks like we can win!" Xue Ningzhen and the others saw hope of victory.

Xiao Feng still had over 900 billion HP; as long as he kept dragging it out, kept running, and occasionally seized a chance to shave off a few drops of the enemy's blood, victory would eventually come.

"You youngsters truly have no chess ethics!"

After half an hour of grinding, Qisheng saw his own declining position and was already furious.

He suddenly leapt up and flew into the chessboard.

"I shall become a piece—where can you youngsters flee?"

He let out a low shout, stood on the grid adjacent to Xiao Feng, and raised his hand to unleash a skill.

The damage was exactly 500 million, no mistake—but when Xiao Feng glanced at his HP…

【Immortal Emperor Chess】: HP 10000 trillion.

"Ma mai pi, you damn thing, truly shameless!" Xiao Feng was so angry his face turned green.

This move was originally his escape route, but now Qisheng had blocked it, directly putting him in a situation of being surrounded by three sides.

Moreover, this old coot even changed the rules himself, adding an Immortal Emperor Chess with 10 quadrillion HP—what the hell kind of game is this?

Never mind the six pieces ganging up on him; even in a one‑on‑one stand‑up fight, he couldn't beat this boss.

"How could this be? Is this dungeon not even meant to be cleared?" Seeing this, Ximen Gou Sheng felt despair rise.

Xue Ningzhen, likewise lying in corpse state, was also furious—but at that moment she thought of even more!

"No, this shouldn't be… perhaps this chess game still has another solution; we merely mistakenly thought we had to win by beating him."

"A solution? What solution?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Xiao Feng flashed sideways, moving five grids to avoid being surrounded.

Qisheng also shifted five grids to the side, then followed up with an attack that struck Xiao Feng in the face.

"If you have any ideas, speak up fast—if we keep going like this I won't be able to hold on!" he urged.

Xue Ningzhen frowned, unable to relax: "I… I haven't figured it out either; I'm just guessing like this."

"Sigh…"

At this point the situation was dire; Qisheng's landing spot pressed too tightly, Xiao Feng couldn't shake him off, would be constantly chased, and could only keep shifting positions.

Although moving one step at a time wouldn't get him surrounded, the enemy could still follow him like a shadow. Without calamity ash blocking the way, both sides could keep perfect sync; if he were constantly chased and struck, Xiao Feng would surely die first.

"Ximen, think of a solution quick!" his teammates urged.

Ximen Gou Sheng was on the verge of tears.

Faced with such a rule‑breaking boss, even if he racked his brains he couldn't devise a way to win.

"Can't we just forgo the chess game and kill him outright? I feel taking down this old coot would be far easier than playing chess!" Xiao Feng asked them.

"Kill him outright? How could we possibly do that—he's a 1700‑level Golden Immortal!"

"Impossible; right now Qisheng is just being shameless, not truly terrifying. If he really went all‑out, we wouldn't last an instant."

"Fellow Daoist Xiao Feng, you are indeed very strong, but the level gap is 1300; this isn't a problem brute force can solve."

Xue Ningzhen and the others all thought this approach was unworkable.

Xiao Feng truly wanted to test whether, with his 120‑layer endurance buff active now, he could slay the Ancestral God boss.

But he also knew this was merely a level‑500 dungeon; the system couldn't possibly be so twisted as to let players kill a 1700‑level super‑boss—there had to be another way out.

The match continued to drag on; Xiao Feng's HP slowly dropped, Qisheng's five pieces were no longer used—he personally chased and struck him, relying on his vast HP, with no reservations whatsoever.

"Maybe we should just give up…"

Ximen Gou Sheng sighed, having run out of options.

Xiao Feng shook his head: "No, I don't have a habit of giving up!"

We've already been playing chess for over an hour; quitting now would be a shame.

Moreover, a total wipe would cost 20% experience, which he also hated to lose.

"Kid, still not admitting defeat?" Qisheng urged while chasing Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng immediately retorted: "You old immortal, a proud 1700‑level Golden Immortal, using such shameless tricks against us Nascent Soul juniors—truly disgraceful!"

"As long as we can win, what's the point of saving face?" Qisheng chuckled and uttered… a profound truth.

Xiao Feng was momentarily speechless.

He could only angrily curse: "With just this, you still call yourself a Qisheng? I think you're just a dog saint!"

Ximen Gou Sheng:?

"Hahaha, young man, you seem very unwilling to yield, huh?"

Qisheng caught up to Xiao Feng and dealt him another 500 million HP.

Xiao Feng replied: "So what if it is? Dare you withdraw the chessboard and let us fight openly?"

Qisheng shook his head and said: "The chessboard is your opportunity; if we really fight, you'll be even more insignificant."

"If you don't want this opportunity, then forget it!"

Xiao Feng was about to die of annoyance.

If Qisheng hadn't personally entered the field, he could almost say victory was certain, defeat impossible.

But now, under these circumstances, he is almost certain to lose.

An oversized chess piece that exceeds the rules is just this unreasonable.

Time flowed slowly.

Without realizing it, they had already been playing for two hours.

Xiao Feng's HP still exceeded 800 billion, but it seemed he couldn't hold out much longer.

Exactly when the battle time reached two hours, the Qisheng, who had been attacking, suddenly withdrew, fluttering back to his original meditation spot outside the chessboard.

He stroked his beard and chuckled: "Not bad, not bad; few can play a game with this sage for an hour. You qualify as promising seedlings. The sage has other matters, so I won't keep you company; this match counts as your loss. Farewell."

Having said that, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated away.

Xiao Feng and the others remained where they were, dazed.

"What's going on? Did the monster leader run away?"

"Could this be the method to pass the first leader? Endure for an hour?"

"But he said we lost; even if we lost, we'd still get no reward, right?"

Everyone was puzzled.

As Qisheng left, the lines and frames of the chessboard on the plaza all disappeared.

The five surviving pieces stopped in place, looking at the still-alive Xiao Feng, and said coldly: "Outsiders, leave at once, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

"Damn it, these dog things are toying with us!" Xiao Feng was furious.

Seeing the chessboard rules vanish and his attributes return to normal, he immediately drew the immortal sword on his back.