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Chapter 866 - 203: Ancient and Modern Heroes—One Stroke Decides, Half the World in a Game of Chess!
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Chapter 866: Chapter 203: Ancient and Modern Heroes—One Stroke Decides, Half the World in a Game of Chess!

Elegant and composed, with deep thoughts in his chest. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The phrase "charismatic and impressive" is perfectly fitting for Feng Yun!

"A rare enemy! Also a formidable one. If this person grows, he will undoubtedly be a major opponent for the Guardians! Absolutely not easy to deal with!"

This was Fang Che’s judgment of Feng Yun.

"And there are two more groups of people."

Fang Che looked at the ninth floor, the topmost level.

Three people on the left, only one on the right.

Now, only these two groups hadn’t registered yet.

Moreover, Fang Che was puzzled: with Feng Yun from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect and so many people from the Heavenly Palace and Hell here, who could occupy the ninth floor under such power?

And without any sign?

On the ninth floor.

An old voice said, "Fang, when this old man arrived, I had already registered with the inn’s shopkeeper. My name is Tian Xiaqi. Fang, you should remember it well."

"Tianxiaqi?"

Fang Che was stunned for a moment, unable to suppress his astonishment at the name, which was no ordinary name.

"Senior, this name is truly remarkable, viewing the entire world as a game board." Fang Che said.

"You kid are being clever again, my surname is Tian, as in fields and lands, not the ’Heavenly Palace’ Tian. Such a big name, wouldn’t it reduce my lifespan?"

The old man’s voice carried a chuckle.

The name was grand, but Fang Che sincerely had never heard of it.

And it was evident that people from various Great Sects were also unfamiliar with this name, as many in different rooms and halls looked bewildered.

Tian Xiaqi? What kind of name is that? Always thinking about playing chess?

But, Feng Yi, who had just returned to the eighth floor, said something via Feng Yun’s voice transmission.

Feng Yun’s face instantly showed a shocked expression. He stepped out and respectfully said, "Could it be the renowned Feng Yunqi, who established the Cloud List?"

This statement caused the whole room to fall silent for a moment.

Feng Yunqi.

The one who established the Cloud List, including the evaluation of Peak Masters’ martial arts and the inaugural poem of the Cloud Weapon List, all originated from his hand.

Therefore, his martial power and cultivation were truly extraordinary. Otherwise, it would be impossible to assess Peak Masters.

The Cloud List was borrowed and initiated by Dongfang Sansan only in the later stages of the first issue.

After that, various Cloud Lists were subsequently developed. No one knew if Dongfang Sansan accomplished it alone, or if Feng Yunqi was still behind the scenes?

That was a mystery.

But regarding the Cloud List, Feng Yunqi is historically significant.

No one can deny this!

In all his past and present lives, Fang Che never heard of this name. His level was far from sufficient, but hearing "established the Cloud List" still sent a tremor through his heart.

Unexpectedly, it’s this Sacred person!

The old voice sighed softly, saying, "After all this time, someone still remembers."

"Ancient and modern heroes sealed with one stroke, the world’s storms half a game of chess."

Feng Yun respectfully said, "Senior’s great reputation is at its peak, who would dare not remember? Feng Yun from Wei Wo Zheng Sect greets senior."

The old voice lightly said, "Feng Du’s family teachings are indeed not bad."

Feng Yun respectfully said, "I truly didn’t know senior was here... Might I ask why senior is here today...?"

The old voice chuckled and said nothing.

But from the opposite room, a kind voice came out, "I invited the chess player over to catch up and chat."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This voice, though kind and amiable, immediately conjured the image of a benevolent old grandfather with white hair.

But... to think it casually pulled Feng Yunqi over for a chat.

Who is this again?

Countless eyes were gloatingly looking at Steward Fang below, who was trying to register.

Let’s see how you handle the registration now.

Fang Che suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

His head was on the verge of exploding, and his hair stood on end.

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