"The Great Harmony of Heaven and Earth?"
Upon hearing this name, Zhu Youji couldn't help but recall an outstanding national animation from his previous life, where the chess games and various effects were extremely splendid.
In the realm of Confucianism, chess is not just a technical skill but a contest of artistic conception, cultivation, and knowledge. Practitioners of Confucianism, with their advanced mental faculties, can calculate a hundred steps ahead with ease.
If it were purely a matter of technique, drawing a tie would be quite simple given the unique abilities of Confucian practitioners.
"Senior Liu, please take a seat," Liang Wenshu said warmly, indicating the chessboard and cushions in front of them.
"Alright." Zhu Youji took his seat with ease. Though in a different space, his numerous abilities made him unafraid of any ill intentions Liang Wenshu might harbor. This confidence came from his own formidable strength.