Therefore, Nie Guangping felt a little admiration for Chen Feiyu and said, "You defeated Keyu with a strategy. I appreciate your intelligence and talent, but judging from the chess level you just showed, if you compete in a straight face, you are not Keyu's opponent."

Chen Feiyu smiled, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I know you are a chess saint. I also sincerely admire your achievements in the Go field. However, even if you are a chess saint, my Chen Feiyu's chess skills are still not something you can measure."

"It is a good thing for young people to have confidence, but excessive self-confidence is conceit and arrogant. The final result will be taught by seniors in the field without exception." Nie Guangping said.

"There may be some seniors who can teach me a lesson, but I am sure that this person must not be you." Chen Feiyu smiled confidently.

Yuan Keyu curled her lips and looked at Chen Feiyu's arrogant look, she wanted to go up and punch Chen Feiyu.

Next to him, Xie Xingchen felt dizzy. Even though he was the eldest son of the Xie family, when he first met Nie Guangping, he was still nervous and did not dare to breathe. Now, Chen Feiyu dared to confront Nie Guangping...

"It seems that grandpa is right. Chen Feiyu is really not an ordinary person." Xie Xingchen looked at Chen Feiyu, and suddenly had an idea that arises in his mind.

Just as Chen Feiyu and Nie Guangping were competing against each other, Xie Xingxuan was already sitting beside Chen Feiyu very obediently and helped him clean up all the chess pieces scattered on the chessboard.

Soon, the chessboard and chess pieces were reorganized, as if they were a country, waiting for the masters to compete for the world.

Chen Feiyu and Nie Guangping guessed the order, and Chen Feiyu took the black lead.

Chen Feiyu chased the black chess and was in a proper position at the star position.

Even though he believed that he was "invincible in the world at the end", when facing the old man who is a legend in the Go world, Chen Feiyu did not dare to be arrogant at all, and his heart was full of caution and high spirits of fighting!

Nie Guangping held the white zi in his hand and also fell above the star position, saying lightly: "Chen Feiyu, the reason why you can win Keyu is because you disturbed Keyu's mind with words, so you have an opportunity to take advantage of it. Moreover, Keyu is arrogant and arrogant, and it is not surprising that you are planning to attack."

Yuan Keyu felt ashamed and felt her face burning.

Nie Guangping continued while playing chess: "But, I am not a kid. I have lived for most of my life, and have been immersed in the chessboard for most of my life. I have seen countless storms and waves, and my mind has long been as solid as a rock.

Even decades ago, in an international Go competition, I had easily won with my own strength, and maintained the dignity of the Chinese Go world and won the title of Chess Saint in one fell swoop. I had long been used to all kinds of storms. If you want to use words to disturb my mind, then I advise you to give up, because this is just useless work!"

His words were loud and the moves were loud and loud.

If it were someone else, his confidence would have been blown away by his words, but Chen Feiyu is not an ordinary person. His expression remained unchanged and he remained silent, but his eyes contained a strong fighting spirit.

Everyone next to them watched the battle intently. Except for Xie Xingxuan, everyone was not optimistic about Chen Feiyu.

Because Nie Guangping has created too many legends. For decades, he has defeated all the experts in the Japanese and Korean Go worlds to surrender. Chen Feiyu's chance of winning is slim to such a legendary Go strongman!

Sure enough, as they guessed, even though Chen Feiyu had the advantage of black chess first, during the layout stage, Nie Guangping quickly turned passive into activeness, suppressed Chen Feiyu, and steadily gained the upper hand on the chessboard.

Moreover, unlike Yuan Keyu's fierce attack like a storm, Nie Guangping's chess style was straight and there was a faint sway of a general. It was sharp when advancing, and it was as solid as a rock when retreating, leaving no opportunity for Chen Feiyu to take advantage of.

Yuan Keyu and Xie Xingchen were watching and exclaiming as they were satisfied. Such a steady and sharp chess style was indeed worthy of being the chess saint.
Chapter completed!