From Old Man Mao's smug expression to his nervous expression, Lu Fan only used one move.

However, his back was no different from before, as if he was completely unaware that he had made a move that seemed to be very powerful.

It can't be a blind walk, right?

Mr. Jiang and the other old man had such an idea in an instant.

However, "have you noticed that there have been more than 100 moves in this game so far, and this kid has not yet made a single move to a position where he should not be played." ”

The old man suddenly whispered.

The position that should not be played, that is, the position where there are already chess pieces, or the position that has been surrounded and has no gas.

It stands to reason that if you play indiscriminately, there are now more than 100 hands, and the positions on the board are obviously not as many as at the beginning, and the possibility of making mistakes can be said to be quite high.

The old man looked at the chessboard, of course, he would not make a mistake.

But the boy couldn't see the chessboard! Did he really remember everything in his head?

"This kid seems to really have two hits. ”

Mr. Jiang also nodded subconsciously.

The two discussed, and at this time, Old Man Mao finally gave his own response.

After nearly ten minutes of thinking, he found a clever move that could not only reverse his current unfavorable situation, but also make some cheap money.

This is also the opponent's hand just now is too ruthless, so there is such a flaw, although this flaw is very hidden, but he still let him find it.

With such a flaw, coupled with their own layout, everything is perfect.

In this way, the victory should have been completely laid! After taking this step, Old Man Mao finally relaxed a lot.

He let out a long breath.

However, before he could finish his breath, Lu Fan had already made another move.

He didn't even think about it, and walked out directly!

This was the first thought in Old Man Mao's heart.

But soon, he threw the idea out of his head.

If it was really a mess, he could still maintain more than 100 hands undefeated, and even make him feel huge pressure just now, it would be too coincidental, it would be impossible at all! Just now, Mr. Jiang and another old man were talking in a low voice, and Old Man Mao also heard it completely, and those two were even deliberately talking to him.

He also agreed with the analysis of the two old fellows, this kid does have a set of memory, and he has not been misremembered so far, and he even has the strength to calculate.

However, if you don't walk around, you can respond so quickly, does it mean that your previous move is completely in the opponent's guess?

Thinking of this, Old Man Mao couldn't be relaxed anymore.

He hurriedly continued to stare at the chessboard and studied it carefully.

After studying it in this way, he discovered that the so-called flaw he had just discovered was a flaw! It was clearly a trap left by his opponent! And it was an extremely beautiful and well-disguised trap! He found this trap, thought it was a pie, and ate it deliciously, and then he was trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

Seeing this, Old Man Mao realized that from the very beginning of this game of chess, he fell into the trap of his opponent.

He thought that his opponent was messing around, so he decided to "plan the plan" and follow along with him to mess up the situation and maximize his advantage in the game.

However, I didn't expect that everything was just an illusion made by the opponent, he walked indiscriminately, and the opponent never walked indiscriminately.

From the very beginning, this kid was laying out, and he was introduced into the trap step by step.

Even the layout skills that the elderly are most proud of have lost to this guy, what else is there to say?

Is this really a lad in his twenties?

How can there be such a deep scheming?

Old man Mao couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at Lu Fan's back again.

Of course, he didn't admit defeat.

After all, even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, he has to see if he can get this far, whether his opponent is lucky.

Maybe, maybe everything is just their imagination, that kid just keeps walking, and he doesn't even know what he's walking?

Old man Mao gritted his teeth and continued the chess game.

However, after five or six hands, one of his ten dragons was attacked by his opponent and fell into passivity.

Ten hands later, Dalong was slaughtered, and Old Man Mao finally realized that the so-called big luck was just his whim.

"I lost!"

Old man Mao picked up two chess pieces, put them on the chessboard, and took the initiative to admit defeat.

When the chess game is played to this point, the big dragon in the middle game is slaughtered, and the real space is far inferior to the opponent, so there is really no need to stick to it.

In other words, if this situation continues and forcibly drags the game to the end, it is simply a scoundrel behavior and an insult to Go.

Old man Mao still has a little bit of love for Go, and he can't insult his love.

Mr. Jiang and the other old man glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

In Go, Old Man Mao is much more powerful than the two of them.

The two of them played against Old Man Mao, and it was impossible to win one game in ten games.

The difference in strength is too big, and it is almost impossible to win chess.

However, even if it is an old man Mao, it is absolutely impossible to win them in a blind chess way.

Not to mention the use of the back hand to walk Tianyuan! What does this mean?

This shows that the kid's chess strength is much stronger than that of Old Man Mao! Even better than Old Man Mao's Old-Man Ones! Old Man Mao knows that even if he goes to participate in the provincial amateur Go competition, he can achieve quite good results, and he can definitely be regarded as an amateur master.

So, this kid can easily abuse the old man Mao, is it a professional level?

However, there are so many professional chess players in the country, and even fewer at this age, but I have never heard of such a player!

Look at this back, it is completely the demeanor of a master! The three old men looked at Lu Fan's calm and still calm back, and they were quite emotional.

At this time, the back finally turned back.

"Why are you throwing in the towel now?

What did you do earlier?

Sure enough, it's a stinky chess basket, and I can't even tell whether I'm winning or losing chess, so I've wasted so much time in vain. ”

Lu Fan said.

Old man Mao suddenly felt a panic in his heart.

Masters or something, or do they think too much, just this kind of poisonous tongue, what is the appearance of a master?