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Chapter 153: Immortal's Means

Zhou Binlin and Qu Sanye haven't spoken yet, but the bald old man and the reading glasses next to him are already looking at Qin Luo with interest: "Young man is so angry, let's see if these two endgames are true.

As granddaughter Zhou said, it was your handiwork."

Zhou Binlin and Mr. Qu didn't speak anymore. They sat down in front of the chessboard, Mr. Qu sat in front, and the remaining three old men sat beside them.

Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming stood behind Qin Luo, and there were already seven moves they had understood on the chessboard. When it was Bai's turn to make a move, Master Qu discussed it with the three people behind him, and then made the eighth move.

When they asked Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming to show these hands to Qin Luo, they had already planned their next countermeasures. They just held back and waited to see the other party's reaction. If the other party agreed, they would make further moves, but they could not let them

The other party underestimated him.

Now they find out that the person they thought was an expert is actually a young man, and they are a little unconvinced. The moves they made in front of them are so exquisite, they were calculated by several old men for several days.

One person alone is already a top expert, how can four people together lose to a young man?

In fact, the four people who joined forces to deal with Qin Luo already looked down upon him. If they lost again, they would not be able to face others in the future.

Qin Luo nodded, picked up the black piece and dropped it onto the chessboard with a clatter.

Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming, who were standing next to them, watched intently, unable to see the true purpose of this step based on their abilities.

But Mr. Qu laughed and said, "We have already thought about this step." Mr. Qu said and continued to make moves. This step hit the mark and he had already grasped the black piece.

Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming both became nervous. They also saw that Heizi's situation was critical, but they were not worried at all that Qin Luo would lose. Qin Luo's methods had long given them faith-like trust.

They are just nervous about Mr. Qu and the others. The more favorable the situation seems, the more dangerous it may be.

Qin Luo had another son, which seemed to be nothing unusual.

Mr. Qu San laughed and then placed a piece. They had already considered all the changes on the chessboard, and the position of Qin Luo's piece did not surprise them at this time.

Qin Luo said to Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming next to him: "Nineteen roads, three hundred and sixty-one positions, the first step has 361 possibilities, what about the second step?"

Zhou Xunxue said from the side that I know: "It is the third power of three hundred and sixty, because there are three situations: black and white, or no stones."

Qin Luo nodded: "How many hands have we reached now, and how many changes have there been?"

Wei Shuming looked at the dense layout on the chessboard. It seemed that there were not many variables on the chessboard, but if the changes were really calculated, it would be an astronomical number.

The response changes of the chess pieces before and after are related to different variables. Looking at it this way, I am afraid that the total number of atoms in this universe will not change as much as there are.

Qin Luo asked this question to Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming, and also to the old men opposite.

They thought they had seen the changes in the chess game, but how much could they see? These old men were stuck in their ways, already had certain rules when making moves, and had narrowed their horizons to a point where they could be calculated.

Little do they know that the changes on this chessboard are endless, and even if the Demon Lord has been obsessed with this way for thousands of years, he can only understand a small part. But a few old men are here to boast that they have already thought about it.

Not to mention a few old men, even if all the peerless masters in the world were gathered together, it cannot be said that they have not thought about it.

Zhou Binlin seemed to be awakened, frowning and wondering what he was planning.

Mr. Qu Sanye was holding the white piece in his hand and was gaining the upper hand. He smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, speaking quickly on the chessboard cannot help you win."

Qin Luo smiled and said nothing. Mr. Qu had another son, but ignored what Qin Luo just said. Mr. Qu had studied this for many years, and Qin Luo's endgame did give him something different, but he still

I feel that relying on my past experience, I can still have the last laugh.

Qin Luo made another move. Master Qu picked up the chess piece but hesitated.

The bald old man and the reading glasses next to him frowned and discussed in a low voice. Zhou Binlin also participated in their discussion. It was obviously a very conventional way, but after only losing three pieces, the situation was a little different.

They couldn't see the situation clearly. This was indeed an unprecedented situation.

The four of them discussed it for a while and decided to have another baby.

When the chess pieces fell, Qin Luo watched the four people make their moves, smiled and said to Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming: "These are your seniors, and I won't let them lose too badly, but you don't need to learn this step."

Now Mr. Qu couldn't sit still: "Mr. Qin, we do respect your chess skills, but now the outcome is still uncertain. Are you putting too much pressure on us by saying this?"

The other three people also felt that Qin Luo's words were a bit confusing. They didn't want to learn this move because they wouldn't lose too badly. They clearly meant that their side had made a bad move.

He adjusted his eyes with his reading glasses: "Let me see how you deal with it. If you say something nice, don't be ineffective later."

The four of them have been discussing for a long time. I don't know how long they have been discussing before. Now they need to plan before they dare to make a move. I'm afraid it will take a long time for Qin Luo to deal with this move.

Unexpectedly, Qin Luo picked up the chess piece and landed it on the chessboard with a clatter. Master Qu snorted: "Young man, this is too hasty!"

He looked towards the chessboard, only for a second, and then he was stunned.

"this……"

"Eh..."

"Tsk tsk..."

"This...this...this..."

At this time, all four old men were stunned. Qin Luo did not forget to teach Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming how to play chess: "Do you see the change in this move?"

Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming were also stunned. They looked at the chessboard seriously, but they still didn't understand it for a long time.

The changes in the chess game became more and more confusing, leaving Bai Zi unable to decide the next step. The four old men hesitated for a long time, and this time the discussion lasted longer.

Qin Luo was not in a hurry and closed his eyes to rest.

When the discussion between the four old men was over, another son fell into the trap.

Qin Luo didn't even look at it, he just made a move next to him.

Mr. Qu Sanye looked at Qin Luo: "How could you make such a random move? Have you seen the position of our move?"

Qin Luo smiled slightly: "Don't look, you don't have a few steps left."

Mr. Qu San was a little unconvinced. He looked at the black pieces on the chessboard and started discussing with the three old men.

Qin Luo yawned and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you guys haven't seen where you lost!"

The bald old man shook his head: "It's hard to say now, we haven't lost yet."

The few of them were like trapped animals still fighting. Although they could not clearly see the situation and found it difficult to make a move, they could never admit defeat.

Qin Luo said to Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming: "It's getting late. I'll give you a few more opportunities. You guys should watch out."

Qu Sanye, Zhou Binlin and others seemed to be waiting for news outside the delivery room at this time, sweating profusely but unable to explain.

In the end, the four people discussed and came up with a result, took the risk, and then made another mistake.

Qu Sanye said with a smile: "You want to make us admit defeat in one step, what a joke!"

The four of them were still determined to win the chess game just now, but now they have regressed to the point where they will be considered victorious if they can persist until the next step.

Qin Luo chuckled and picked up the sunspot: "Watch it!"

Everyone present stared intently at the chess piece in Qin Luo's hand. Qin Luo casually placed it in a position. The entire chessboard seemed to come alive the moment he made a move.

First, the middle lane was revitalized, and then the situation was besieged by white pieces. The situation also changed.

This move was just a chess piece falling lightly, but in the hearts of several people present, it was tantamount to dropping a bomb.

Several people looked at the chessboard and felt that their eyes were not full. The black stones appeared on the battlefield of the chessboard, as if they had crawled out of the ground, breaking the previously confusing situation.

But Bai Zi held a large number of soldiers and strong horses. He cautiously touched the edge of the fog, but at the next moment he suddenly saw the magic soldiers rushing out of the fog.

Bai Zi was suddenly in a desperate situation. He was about to be destroyed by the regiment when he came to the city.

Mr. Qu felt a sweetness in his throat and hurriedly held the table. The other people next to him were not much better.

This step, this step... several people's faces turned pale, and they all finished it dejectedly.

Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming hurriedly comforted several old men, patting their backs and pouring water. It took a long time for them to recover.

In the blink of an eye, these people seemed to have aged more than ten years.

Mr. Qu Sanye handed over his hand: "I am convinced!"

Zhou Binin also bowed deeply to Qin Luo: "Mr. Qin's brilliant move, I am willing to be the loser."

When the bald old man and his reading glasses saw Qin Luo, he seemed to be seeing not a young man, not a son-in-law, but a real grandmaster.

This person's chess skills are in a class of his own, completely different from the masters they know.

In other words, Qin Luo's chess skills are on another level. This is the work of a god. As long as a mortal can take a look at it, he will be lucky.

Qin Luo accepted the compliments of several people calmly, and said with a smile to Zhou Xunxue and Wei Shuming: "The chess skills of these seniors are already pretty good, but the dozen or so moves they played are extremely bad."

Master Qu San, Zhou Binlin and others all looked at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo waved his hand and asked Zhou Xunxue to put the endgame back to its original appearance, and then said: "I will cover up the real twenty-hand changes for you this time. What is cleverness? You have to look carefully. Don't go out without knowing the depth. It's humiliating.

received my teachings.”

The four old men also looked over. Qin Luo picked up a chess piece, dropped it again, and then another one.

It was completely different from the route the four people took just now, and it was a different scene.

Twenty hands fell quickly, but several people present did not see it clearly. It took them a long time to wake up as if they had been reborn.

Master Qu San and others felt even more ashamed. No wonder Qin Luo just looked down on their chess moves. Every piece they made was a real clever move.

The black and white copies were evenly matched, and the changes in them were unimaginable to a few people. The scene seemed to have seen the appearance of aliens.

It was obviously just an ordinary chessboard, but Qin Luo played tricks like a fairy.

Mr. Qu Sanye and others bowed deeply to Qin Luo again: "Sir, the magic method."

Zhou Binlin's knees suddenly softened and he was about to kneel down: "Sir, this is a clever move. I, Zhou, have lived half my life in vain. Please...please accept me as your disciple!"

Zhou Xunxue next to her was worried. If her grandfather became a disciple, wouldn't she become his senior sister?

Qin Luo supported Zhou Binlin, and saw that Qu Sanye and others next to him seemed to have the same idea.


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