On the chess table that had been set up early, there was a man standing, holding in his hand the note that the carrier pigeon had just brought.
After reading the message, the man looked up at the crowd in the audience and said, "Let me tell you a piece of news. Whether Master Yan will be able to retain the first place in the chess competition this year is already in suspense!"
The already noisy crowd became even noisier.
"How is it possible that Master Yan's chess skills are so high! And he is also a veteran who has been famous for a long time!"
"Is it impossible? It is said that Master Yan once lost to a young man named Tong Yan by the peach forest!"
"Maybe it's a rumor!"
"Who said it was a rumor? I witnessed it with my own eyes! In the end, the childlike face lost to a man wearing a curtain hat."
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The man standing on the chess table continued: "I know you don't believe it! But today there is a man who lost three masters in a row, and he has a vague tendency to win the championship."
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In a pavilion in Puyuan, there was a man in white sitting.
The man looked a little arrogant and didn't take the people around him seriously at all.
There were already many people surrounding the pavilion, including some long-established chess masters.
However, these masters are no longer as chic as before, and instead look a little decadent.
Next to the man in white was a plate of pastries, which looked very delicious, just like the ones He Yidao had eaten.
However, there was a piece of bitten pastry placed next to the pastry plate. It had been eaten but not finished. It was carelessly discarded next to the plate, which was very ugly.
Everyone knew that the man in white had eaten this pastry, but he found it unpalatable, so he threw it on the table.
There is a game of chess on the table. There are not many chess pieces, but the winner has been decided.
Although there were many people gathered here, no one spoke, and it was surprisingly quiet.
At this time, the man in white who was sitting on the stone bench looked up and looked away, with a hint of ridicule on his lips.
Everyone followed his gaze and saw a group of people, but an old man was walking in front with two people on his left and right. There was a man wearing a curtain hat next to the old man. Because the curtain was blocking it, I don’t know what he looked like, but
You can tell it's a man.
"Master Yan is here." Someone in the crowd said this.
Yanshan took He Yidao and Yan Wen to the pavilion and said hello to a few acquaintances. He only heard one of them remind him: "Be careful."
Yanshan naturally knew that person, and when he heard his reminder, he couldn't help but take a closer look at the man sitting in the pavilion.
The man had no intention of getting up to pay his respects, and he had no idea that he was a junior.
The man in white opened his mouth and said: "Are you Yanshan? Why did it take you so long to come?"
The man opened his mouth with blame, showed no respect, and looked like he had been waiting for a long time.
Anger arose in Yanshan's heart, "I am old and frail, so I walk a little slower, but did I waste your time?"
The man tapped the chessboard with his fingers, not caring about it, "It's not too late to delay. You will lose anyway, it doesn't matter if you come early or late."
Yanshan held back his anger, "I'm really curious about how Brother Li lost to you."
The man rolled his eyes and pointed at a few people casually, "Are you talking about those losers? Wastes are wastes, how can you win? I just hope you don't also have to be a waste."
Yanshan was so angry that he said "hum" and said no more.
The man urged: "Come and play chess, stop talking nonsense. It's a waste of time."
Yanshan was a little angry. He really had never seen such a person. He didn't know how to respect the elders, but he always acted like he had won.
Yanshan asked: "Do you think you will win?"
The man said naturally: "What else?"
Yanshan laughed angrily, "Okay, okay, I want to see how good your chess skills are!"
"Wait a minute." He Yidao suddenly shouted.
The eyes of Yanshan and the man in white fell on He Yidao.
"What's wrong? Knife?" Yanshan asked.
He Yidao saluted Yanshan respectfully and said, "Old Yan, I want to compete with him on your behalf."
The man in white sneered: "Just you? Why? You are too arrogant. Do you think you can win me?"
He Yidao didn't care about what the man in white said. He still faced Yanshan. Seeing that he didn't speak, he said again: "If anyone can challenge you, Mr. Yan, then where is the majesty of Mr. Yan? This person must first defeat his disciples before he can
Let me compete with you again. If this person cannot defeat even my disciples, then there is no need to trouble you."
He Yidao claimed to be his disciple, naturally to play chess with the man in white and to give Yanshan face.
Yanshan naturally knew how far Master Li was from his chess pieces, and he also reminded himself to be careful, which meant that this man was indeed stronger than him. The chance that he could win against him was even less than 50%.
Moreover, he had just looked at the remaining chess pieces on the chessboard, and he could see that the white chess offensive was fierce, and the black chess had been killed and was completely defeated. It was completely obvious that there was a huge gap between the two.
However, He Yidao actually wanted to challenge himself, and he was very happy to do so. It was not like he had never seen how high He Yidao's chess skills were.
He didn't want to lose, and he didn't want the man in white to win, so it was perfect to let He Yidao go.
Yanshan had a smile on his lips and said, "Okay, since you have the heart, let me do it."
Yanshan waved his sleeves and made a teacher's gesture.
He Yidao said: "Then the student will go."
Everyone was silent. Although this situation has not happened in the chess match so far, no one said anything to stop it.
Seeing He Yidao ignoring him, the man in white frowned, "Let Yanshan come, you can't do it!"
He Yidao said: "Don't you dare?"
The man in white suddenly sneered, "I don't dare? I just..."
He Yidao didn't wait for him to finish and said, "Please enlighten me."
As he said that, he sat down opposite the man in white.
He Yidao asked again: "Are you holding black?"
The man in white said: "Let you stay black."
He Yidao nodded and said, "Okay."
Seeing He Yidao agreeing so simply, the man in white became even more disdainful, "What a waste of time!"
"Crack!"
The sunspot falls.
There were not too many words, and even the people around him did not discuss the chess game, they were all looking at the black chess piece quietly.
But the person memorizing chess next to him didn't know whether to put pen to paper because the young man in front of him was not Yanshan.
Yanshan reminded him: "Start writing!"
The man said "Ah" and finally made up his mind to write.
"Pa bang bang..."
The chess pieces, black and white, made crisp sounds one after another.
Both of them played chess very quickly, with basically no pauses, as if they were looking at the chessboard and placing the chess pieces casually, without any time to think.
After a while, more and more black and white chess pieces fell on the chessboard.
Everyone looked a little embarrassed as they watched the chess game taking shape.
Because, the chess game played by the two of them was really... too ugly.