Chapter 385: The Ended
Seeing Jiang Ge's careless, casual and perfunctory movements.
Everyone present scoffed, pointing and gossiping on the side.
Although he is a true gentleman who does not speak to chess, he doesn't even know the most basic fur like Jiang Ge, and he is embarrassed to brag about himself, which can only be said to be self-inflicted.
"Look, that's how chess is played. ”
Qi Chaoyang flicked his sleeve with his left hand, put his thumb and index finger together with his right hand, picked up a black chess piece politely, and then fell with confidence.
Full of style.
But......
Jiang Ge still didn't have the heart to deal with Qi Chaoyang, he still grabbed a red chess piece without thinking, and then didn't even look at it, just flicked his fingers.
The speed of the move is even faster than that of the first piece.
"Click" sound.
The disdain on Qi Chaoyang's face couldn't be concealed at all, and he sneered: "Brother Jiang, have you completely given up treatment?"
Looks like I'm going to win you, forty steps is a bit much. ”
After Qi Chaoyang finished speaking, his mind was completely relaxed, and he was very comfortable, and his eyebrows danced.
In front of a goddess, the little man who defeated her fiercely is an achievement in itself, a great satisfaction in life.
And if this man is Jiang Ge and Jiang Baiyi, then this awesome, he can blow Qi Chaoyang for a lifetime.
In case this attracts the favor of the goddess......
...... Come to think of it, it's a little exciting.
Qi Chaoyang's brain theater kept turning, playing against Jiang Ge with confidence, and accepting the compliments of the people around him, which can be described as a spring breeze.
The two of them went back and forth like this, and took more than a dozen chess moves.
Qi Chaoyang's mentality gradually underwent some subtle changes.
Something is wrong!
It doesn't feel right, and the game is getting worse and worse.
According to his initial deduction and planning, he only needed eighteen moves at most to determine the winner.
But now that he has reached eighteen moves, not only has he not finished this game of chess, but he feels that he needs to take more steps to see the difference.
This...... This shouldn't be!
What's going on?
In Qi Chaoyang's eyes, the chess game, which was originally very clear and clear, suddenly became confusing.
It seems that the wind and sand cover the eyes, and it is like a mirage, and it is close at a glance, but you can't get out of the predicament.
What happened?!
Qi Chaoyang racked his brains and couldn't figure it out, Jiang Ge was obviously blind and messed up, but why did he disrupt his rhythm?
Reckless master?
How is this possible......
For a moment, Qi Chaoyang was puzzled and gradually doubted his life.
Seeing Qi Chaoyang, who was still full of confidence one second, he fell into a state of indecision the next moment, and the civil and military officials present were a little confused.
A master from a chess family was stunned by a stinky chess basket who didn't know anything?
This picture was so unbelievable that everyone present couldn't believe it.
Their minds begin to diverge.
"Qi Chaoyang, okay, stop playing, who can't see that you are acting!"
"When you play chess, you like to play tricks like this, and when your opponent thinks you have a chance, you will end up. ”
"If you've played enough, let's hurry up! The monarch will personally testify, and it will be clear at a glance who wins and who loses......
Because the scene in front of him was so ridiculous that many people thought that it was just Qi Chaoyang showing off his coquettishness.
After all, with a goddess watching, who doesn't want to be beautiful?
However, at this moment......
Qi Chaoyang was in a cold sweat and tangled.
The grace in him is gone, and the chess pieces in his hand are raised and raised, always wavering.
If this is acting, it is too much.
"Poof. ”
Especially after the beautiful woman couldn't help but chuckle, this situation was even more embarrassing.
At this moment, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty realized that something was wrong, but they couldn't see what was wrong.
It's very uncomfortable.
Even Lan Dichuan, who was born as a refiner and had been immersed in chess for many years, looked at it again and again, and then suddenly realized: "Wonderful!
Seeing Lan Zhichuan's admiring movements, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty couldn't help but look at him curiously.
"Scholar Lan, how do you say this?" said a minister, the second monk, who was puzzled.
"Can't say, can't say, can't be wonderful!"
Lan Zhichuan was in the hands of the old god, and then he was very concerned about Chaoyang Dao:
"What's wrong?"
"Jiang Xiaoyou is obviously blind and messed up, what are you still thinking about?"
Lan Dichuan is a well-known gossip and loud voice.
This concern and greeting suddenly even the palace maids and eunuchs outside the nine halls could hear it clearly.
Hearing this, Qi Chaoyang's face suddenly felt as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly.
He blushed, raised the chess piece, and according to his original idea, landed on the chessboard.
Jiang Ge then grabbed the chess piece, but he still didn't even look at it, and just threw it away.
This seems to be a casual, perfunctory, and careless throw, but it makes Qi Chaoyang's face like earth, and he is dumbfounded.
Because the position where the red piece fell was just blocking the layout of the black piece, and strangled the dragon head to be formed.
After this chess piece fell, the entire hall fell into an atmosphere of extreme silence.
There was no response for a long time.
There was silence, deathly silence.
All the officials who knew how to play chess were stunned for a moment, looking at the chessboard with incredible eyes, completely unable to believe their eyes.
Because Jiang Ge's loss is too accurate.
Why did it just land in that position? It's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?
At this moment, even ministers who don't understand chess skills and can't understand the chess game can see obvious panic from Qi Chaoyang.
"Still undecided? Can you hurry up. Jiang Ge urged impatiently, aren't you wasting my live broadcast time?
Qi Chaoyang was almost out of mind at this time, and he really wanted to calm himself down and think.
But as a martial artist, Jiang Ge can mess around without thinking, as a wise strategist, how can he have the face to think for so long?
I can't read it, but I can't tell.
I'm Qi Chaoyang, and I'm also a decent person!
...... In the end, in order to save face, Qi Chaoyang could only disrupt his layout and cater to Jiang Ge's ideas.
And he didn't know that he was walking into Jiang Ge's layout step by step.
From the beginning to the present, every move he has made is under Jiang Ge's control.
Thirty-seven steps.
Thirty-eight steps.
Thirty-nine steps.
No more, no less, when he walked forty steps, Qi Chaoyang's pupils shrank inward, and the whole person froze on the spot as if petrified.
The chess pieces in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Because he was desperate to find that his chess pieces had completely reached a dead end. No matter how you go next, it's a dead end.
Jiang Ge's seemingly chaotic chess pieces were invisibly laid out in thousands of ways, forming a comprehensive blockade.
On the chessboard, the red chess pieces echoed each other, and suddenly bloomed with unprecedented brilliance!
As Qi Chaoyang boasted before, the game was over after only forty moves.
It's just that the two sides of the victory and defeat are reversed.
Qi Chaoyang...... It's the one that was finished.