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Chapter 157

 One force can defeat ten.

Zhao Xun's reckless chess play had a great impact on Nangong Chu's judgment.

In the middle of the battle, the two sides fought each other and exchanged a large number of chess pieces.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for Zhao Xun.

You must know that Nangong Chu's absolute strength is far superior to him.

If Nangong Chu is a professional player, Zhao Xun is at best an amateur player.

This gap is not obvious in the early stage, but once Nangong Chu is stabilized in the mid-term, the momentum in the later stage can take Zhao Xun away in one wave.

But once the battle reaches a stalemate in the middle game, the higher the losses of both sides, the more beneficial it will be to Zhao Xun.

As expected, Nangong Chu's mentality collapsed after being beaten.

After all, he is also a world-famous great player. If he is defeated by a little-known guy like Zhao Xun, his reputation will not be preserved.

The higher the status, the more people cherish their feathers, and Nangong Chu is no exception.

He is a half-step chess master, but he cannot capsize in the gutter.

"Ahem, Mr. Zhao Xiaolang is indeed very good at chess. How about we draw this game?"

Zhao Xun was filled with ecstasy when he heard this.

This was what he was waiting for. Although his chess moves were reckless and his suppression was strong, it was true that he lacked stamina.

As long as Nangong Chu realizes this and keeps carrying it, he will definitely be able to make a comeback in the later stages.

It's just that the Nangong Chu authorities were crazy and didn't realize this detail, so they proposed a draw.

What does a draw mean? It's just to save face.

As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.

Zhao Xun is barefoot, so winning or losing doesn't matter.

It's natural for him to lose. If he wins, he can boast for a year.

Nangong Chu is different. After all, he is recognized by the world as a great player, and he is only half a step away from being crowned a chess saint.

If he loses a game of chess to Zhao Xun at this time, it will be a devastating blow to his image.

Although playing chess also has an impact, it can be said that the impact is minimized.

The other party extended an olive branch. Should Zhao Xun accept it or not?

Of course I picked it up, why bother thinking about it?

Anyone who knows his own strength will not refuse at this time.

In other words, Zhao Xun will also become famous if he can draw against a player from a big country!

In this era where one can rise to the top by stepping on others, what kind of bicycle is needed if one can gain fame without losing his temper?

"It's the best. Zhao is lucky to be able to experience the strength of a powerful player today."

Nangong Chu had already given Zhao Xun enough face, and there was no need for Zhao Xun to keep Nangong Chu from coming to power at this time.

If you want to be successful, emotional intelligence is still very important.

"Wonderful, wonderful."

Sixth senior brother Lu Guangdou had been watching. When he saw the two choosing to draw, he quickly came out and praised: "I really enjoyed watching this game of chess. Brother Nangong, junior brother, you are really matched against each other."

Zhao Xun couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, Brother Xin Dao Sixth, at best you are a chess fanatic, at worst you have low emotional intelligence.

Nangong Chu must be so generous to be friends with you.

"Ahem, yes, Mr. Zhao Xiaolang is the most skilled chess person I have met this year."

Nangong Chu praised Zhao Xun generously, which made Zhao Xun feel a little embarrassed.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Xun has no routine at all. One word is "gan" and three words are "gan".

If you don't care about life and death, do it if you don't accept it!

Cheng Yaojin used his three-blade ax to knock Nangong Chu unconscious.

"Mr. Nangong is so complimentary."

Zhao Xun cupped his hands and said, "Xiao Ke was lucky enough to draw with Brother Nangong."

"Zhao Xiaolangjun is a wonderful man. The way of playing the game is very rigorous. The high player is in the belly, the low player is in the side, and the middle player is in the corner. This is the common method of chess players. But Zhao Xiaolangjun went against this approach, and there was no fixed method from beginning to end.

A strangulation strategy. Wherever I landed, Mr. Zhao Xiaolang followed closely behind me, forcing me to the point where I had no way out."

Nangong Chu laughed at himself and said: "I would rather lose one son than lose one first. If you attack left, look to the right, if you attack later, look forward. If there is first, then, if there is later, then first. Don't break up two lives, don't live together. This is me

I have always believed in this creed, but I believed in it too much, so Mr. Zhao Xiaolang found a flaw in it."

Zhao Xun thought to himself that Nangong Chu's summary ability was still very strong, and he was indeed a great player recognized by the world.

Although I was confused by Nangong Chu's authority just now, I could immediately realize my problem after playing chess.

If Zhao Xun and Nangong Chu were to play another game of chess now, Nangong Chu's chance of winning would be at least 90%.

Of course, it was impossible for Zhao Xun to pick it up again.

He couldn't do such a thing as humiliating himself.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Xun casually chanted: "The chessboard is made up of the earth and the sky, and the colors are created according to the yin and yang. Go down to the Xuanwei Tongbian, and laugh and praise the dead Kexian that day."

As soon as Zhao Xun finished reciting, Nangong Chu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Zhao Xiaolangjun's poem is really, really..."

He couldn't think of a suitable and accurate word to describe it, and he was so shocked that Zhao Xun was like a heavenly being.

Zhao Xun felt happy in his heart. Haven't you heard what he said in his heart?

This is a poem from Journey to the West. If you hear it, you will be surprised.

Zhao Xun has a rich reserve of poems, and he can use a killer weapon at any time if he wants.

Of course, now just one poem is enough to make Nangong Chu speechless.

"It's a shame, Mr. Nangong is a fool."

"What does the Lanke that Mr. Zhao Xiaolang mentioned just now mean?"

Ah this?

Zhao Xun was stunned for a moment and then came to his senses.

The so-called Lanke chess game comes from the Southern Dynasties novel "Shu Yi Ji".

The story goes like this: In Shishi Mountain, Xin'an County, during the Jin Dynasty, Wang Zhi came to cut down trees. He saw a boy playing chess with several people and singing, and Zhi listened to it. The boy took an object with the string, such as a date stone, and held it in the string without feeling hungry. After a while,

The boy said: "Why don't you go?" He looked up and saw that all the axes and sticks were rotten. Now that he has returned, he will never be seen again.

This is the so-called Immortal Chess Game.

But the Zhou Dynasty that Zhao Xun was in at the moment was a completely imaginary era.

It did not appear in the Southern Dynasties, so naturally there was no "Shu Yi Ji" and the Lanke chess game.

Nangong Chu could understand the first three sentences of this poem, but the last sentence was really confusing for him.

This is normal. If Nangong Chu could understand Lan Ke's meaning, Zhao Xun would suspect that he was also a time traveler.

"This bad game is actually a chess game..."

Zhao Xun briefly told Nangong Chu the allusion to the Lanke chess game, and Nangong Chu listened with great interest.

Just when Nangong Chu's thoughts were still lingering, Zhao Xun couldn't help but recite: "In one day in the immortal world, the world will be poor for a thousand years. Even if the game of chess is not completed, everyone will be in vain. The woodcutter is returning, and his ax will die in the wind.

.Only Shiqiao is there, Ling Danhong alone."

This time, Nangong Chu, who had heard the allusion to Lanke's chess game, felt even more intensely.

"Lan Ke Yimeng...I finally understand why I can't take the last half step."

Nangong Chu said with emotion: "I value fame and fortune too much, and I can only gain it by letting go. I am very grateful to Mr. Zhao Xiaolang for the advice today, it is like an enlightenment."

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