Chapter Seventy-Three: The Chess Game is Like a Battlefield
As soon as Zhang Han's words fell, before he could open the market, suddenly a young monk rushed to the bridge pavilion.
"I'm sorry, I'm late, and I was suddenly delayed in a little urgency in the courtyard just now." The young monk was in a hurry, and the people arrived before they could hear.
Zhang Han felt that the voice was very familiar, and he looked for prestige in confusion, and found that the person who came turned out to be Fang Hua, who gave him a hospital uniform yesterday.
Seeing that Fang Hua came to the bridge pavilion to apologize repeatedly, Hua Tianyu smiled and quipped: "It is understandable that the hospital is busy, as a student cadre, Fang Xueyou, as a student cadre, doesn't want me to wait so leisurely, so he can come here early and wait." β
Fang Hua smiled bitterly: "Jacky Hua said that he was joking. β
"However, it's a pity that the chess games have reached the second round, and Jacky Fang can't show his chess skills today."
Fang Hua originally didn't plan to end the game, and laughed: "With Jacky Hua and all the chess saints present, I won't be ugly in the game, lest I lose too badly and lose face." β
After he finished speaking, Hua Tianyu laughed heartily a few times, and then remembered a burst of laughter in the bridge pavilion.
At this time, Fang Hua realized that the chess skill on the chessboard in front of him was actually Zhang Han.
Fang Hua didn't know why Zhang Han came, he thought he was invited by him, and hurriedly apologized and said, "Senior Brother Zhang has already come, I'm really sorry, there are some things in the courtyard that have been delayed, and I forgot to pick you up." β
Zhang Han smiled and replied, "It's okay, I came here with my eldest apprentice, and it's easy to find here." β
Fang Hua scratched his hair and said embarrassedly: "That's good, invite the junior brother to the Genting dining room another day to rub it off." β
Feng Shaoyu's hand had been covering the chessboard for a while, and when he saw that a few people still wanted to continue chatting, he reminded loudly: "We...... Isn't it possible to get started? β
Zhang Han hurriedly coughed lightly when he heard this, and replied, "I'm sorry, let's start." β
Feng Shaoyu nodded, and slowly left his slender and slender hand off the chessboard.
As Zhang Han expected, the special chess pieces were white side up.
Looking at Feng Shaoyu's fine-skinned and tender fingers, he inexplicably remembered Yu Yao's little hands.
Zhang Han suddenly felt that he wanted to smoke even more, how could a big man grow the hands of two girls.
Feng Shaoyu saw that his eyes were a little unkind and a little inexplicable, and cautiously reminded Zhang Han that he could start.
Zhang Han came back to his senses at this time, reached out and rubbed his temples, forced himself to be serious, and then reached out and took the black chessboard.
"Smack!" Zhang Han pinched the first sunspot and landed on the chessboard.
A regular opening in which several rounds of pieces land on the four corners, each occupying one direction.
Then the black and white pieces began to try to make contact, testing each other's strength.
Both of them are playing for the first time, and they don't know each other's road and strength, and the local handover can roughly grasp some information.
After a while, more than a dozen chess pieces quickly fell into the chessboard.
Feng Shaoyu noticed that Zhang Han seemed to have little experience in the game, and there was no routine, so he relied on his consciousness to resolve and layout.
Zhang Han noticed that Feng Shaoyu's chess skills were mainly sticky chess, and he played the number of defensive counterattacks.
After the first wave of fighting, both sides had some bottom in their hearts, and gradually began to fight on a larger scale.
Soon small-scale conflicts broke out in several areas at the same time, Zhang Han frowned slightly, and he was much more cautious.
Feng Shaoyu's chess skills were even stronger than he imagined, and he took the initiative to provoke the end of the battle several times, and the short-term contact was in vain.
And Feng Shaoyu was even more horrified in his heart, he had just broken through the chess technique not long ago, and he was originally determined to win the chess meeting this time, but he didn't expect that the tried and tested siege method would make Zhang Han retreat every time.
The expressions of the two gradually became solemn, and they began to take their opponents seriously.
The number of black and white chess pieces on the chessboard gradually increased, and each chess piece was like an immortal army, arranging troops on the battlefield of banner hunting, catching and killing.
For a while, the wind and clouds on the chessboard changed color, and the whistling sound of Jin Ge's iron horse was faintly heard, as if there was really a bloody battle on the chessboard, which was being staged fiercely.
Everyone watching the battle noticed an aura of slaughter on the chessboard, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
Hua Tianyu, the initiator of the garden party, had a bright eye, and the brilliant chess skills of the two made him feel very happy.
Feng Shaoyu is very familiar with him, and he can be sure that this kid's chess skills have improved recently.
And Zhang Han was unexpectedly happy, before the chess game was processed, Hua Tianyu had already determined that Zhang Han's chess skills were not under him.
"Smack!" Zhang Han landed a sunspot on the chessboard and began to organize a new campaign......
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The bright moon hangs high, like day, and the lone wolf howls at the moon, startling the night geese.
As the minutes passed, there was silence in the bridge pavilion, except for the faint sound of waiting insects from the depths of the forest, only the crisp sound of falling children occasionally sounded.
The game between Zhang Han and Feng Shaoyu was halfway through, and the speed at which the two of them fell was even slower, and they had to ponder for a long time at almost every step.
The speed of the falling pieces slowed down, but the intensity of the battle on the chessboard continued unabated, and the dark chess planted by the two could explode at any time.
The number of onlookers in this game was the largest among the three chess games, and everyone was secretly amazed by the superb chess skills of the two of them.
Zhang Han observed the overall situation again with a solemn expression, and he was very depressed in this game of chess, and even felt suffocated.
Feng Shaoyu's white son was like a continuous chain, blocking and locking all his arrangements one by one.
Although Bai Zi, who was blockading with all his might, had not launched any powerful offensive, Zhang Han faintly sensed a trace of strong murderous intent from Bai Zi's arrangement.
Glancing up at Feng Shaoyu, seeing that his face was also a little pale, and he also felt a little unsustainable, Zhang Han secretly smiled bitterly.
The two sides seem to be in an evenly matched situation, and now they can only fight to see who will show their flaws first and be awarded the head by the other party with one blow.
The black and white chess pieces fell on the chessboard one by one, and the occasional sporadic outbreak of war could no longer stimulate the nerves of the two, and both sides were extremely cautious and carefully arranged according to their own consciousness.
Zhang Han felt as if he had entered the battlefield on the chessboard, with the big red blessing flags all over the mountains waving in the wind, and countless immortal armies and countless demon clans fought fiercely together.
The battlefield was full of light, all kinds of magic weapons and demon weapons were stained with essence and blood, flying everywhere all over the world, the true qi and the demon qi were mixed together, and wisps of Dao law intertwined into a long rainbow fell from the sky.
But after anyone who came into contact with Changhong, both the cultivators and the demon clan all died tragically, and the corpses and limbs were covered with layers of blood-stained battlefields.
Zhang Han's heart was filled with a feeling of sadness, and he couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and howl to express the depression in his heart.
Just when he was a little sinking, a chorus of shouts that shook the heavens and the earth suddenly came from the distance of the battlefield: "Blessing has arrivedββ! β