Chapter 139: The old man's holy hands, the clouds and rain between the chess.

"Report your name and rank, my grandfather doesn't play chess with unknown people!"

Gu Changle's nostrils were facing the sky, although he was asking about his rank and name, he was actually humiliating the other party.

"My surname is Qin, guess my rank?" Qin Chuge smiled slightly.

"If you're an amateur, you don't deserve to play chess with my grandfather, because my grandfather is a professional sixth-dan." Gu Changle proudly told his grandfather's Go rank.

"My God, the chess saint has been promoted, congratulations!"

"I remember that half a year ago it was still five paragraphs, but I didn't expect it to be six paragraphs now, it's really amazing!"

"The name of the chess saint is really worthy of the name!"

For a while, the voices of congratulations and praise came and went.

It is very difficult to move up the ranks of Go.

Not to mention the professional rank, the promotion of the amateur rank has to go through thousands of experiences.

There are professional referees to judge, and the promotion is the victory.

These thousands of training sessions are not for you to have fun with your opponents, and even more so, your opponents are all strong players of the same rank.

It's so difficult to move up the amateur rank, let alone the professional rank?

Professional ranks are meant to be played, and there are also levels of events, and they are extremely strong opponents in different events.

Therefore, if it is one step at a time, the promotion of real knives and guns, and the chess players with professional ranks, are quite good.

However, the six sections of the chess Shenggu Jianqing do not live up to the name.

Only he himself knew how he got the sixth-stage career he had just been promoted.

Gu Jianqing himself knew that six sections were already his limit.

The title of chess saint, he just needs to sit firmly in the position of Jiangcheng in his lifetime.

Even after he died, there were still people who looked up to his name.

This is the honor of the Gu family, and you have to buy it even if you spend money.

"Assignment ......"

Gu Jian, the people around the Qing Dynasty hugged their fists, pretending to be modest.

"The surname is Qin, you don't have to say the rank. However, there is one condition for playing chess with my grandfather. ”

Gu Changle had already figured out how to teach the other party a lesson.

"Tell me about it!" Qin Chuge pinched the white chess pieces and played them in his hand.

The outsole can also guess the other party's conditions.

It's just that he can't come to the stage for the main hall.

"If you lose, lie on the ground with the little kid behind you, learn the dog barking, and circle around Qiyun Tower."

Gu Changle smiled playfully.

"That's what the chess master thinks too?" Qin Chuge Chonggu Jianqing raised his eyebrows.

"Those who don't know how to be polite, this punishment is light, you should kneel down and apologize, hum......"

Gu Jian snorted coldly.

"Hey, Jiangcheng Chess Sage is really polite, relying on the old and selling the old!"

Qin Chuge smiled.

"Children's jokes can be taken seriously, Jiangcheng Chess Saint's strength is really not ordinary."

"The joy of hand talk is a pastime, and the heart of victory and defeat is so heavy, and conditions must be proposed."

"Could it be that the Jiangcheng Chess Saint often plays chess like this with others? I'm afraid it's a lot of money! ”

Qin Chuge has never been very good at scolding, but he has a set of choking people.

"You ......"

Gu Jianqing's face flushed with anger.

"The name of my chess saint is here, and it is respected, not even a joke."

"This is the way of my Gu family, and Hugh wants to be as fast as he can talk here."

"If you have the ability, you will win me on the chessboard, and if you don't have the ability, shut your foul mouth."

Gu Jian said coldly.

"Then ask the chess master to make a move!" Qin Chuge motioned to the other party to start chess with his eyes.

Gu Jian snorted coldly, took out wet wipes from his pocket, and carefully wiped his hands.

In the process of wiping his hands, Meng Hui on the side stepped forward to lick the dog.

He squatted directly on the ground, took out the black chess pieces from the chess box, and wiped them one by one.

"Old man, I don't know how many people's hands this chess piece has passed, it's a little dirty!"

"You holy hands, you shouldn't use dirty chess pieces, I'll help you wipe them clean."

Meng Hui is extremely flattering!

Gu Jianqing was even more proud, and did not forget to lecture the people around him.

"You should learn from Meng Hui, this is the respect for a chess master."

"The old man's holy hands, the clouds and rain between chess, can sit here and play chess with an unknown junior, it is already an exception."

"You should cherish such a precious opportunity."

"Being a man is like playing chess, if you don't do it well, your chess skills will be stinky."

Gu Jianqing told his crooked truth.

Everyone was stunned.

Looking at Meng Hui's licking posture again, he muttered in his heart.

A dignified chess saint, is such a person?

likes to be flattered, and likes licking dogs like Meng Hui.

I beg to differ!

In fact, everyone can hear it.

This speech was probably addressed to the young man and the child opposite.

Innuendo, extremely sharp.

"Let's go!"

After Gu Jian cleaned his hand, he shouted and raised his hand to drop a black chess.

"Young man, you can see how the chess master taught you to play chess and be a man."

"Years from now, when you look back on this day, you should thank your husband for giving you the opportunity to sit and play together."

"This is the most glorious time in your life, the person sitting in front of you is called Gu Jianqing, and the Jiangcheng Chess Saint is also!"

"Don't say that in this river city, looking at the land of the two rivers, the rank of the sixth stage of the old man's profession is invincible all over the two rivers."

After Gu Jianqing fell, he wore a little beard, both reprimanding and proud.

Qin Chuge was indifferent and quietly dropped a white chess.

The villain dies of talking too much, and let the mad dog bark a little longer.

Second-hand, third-hand......

Hand after hand.

When he reached ten hands, Gu Jianqing's falling speed was much slower.

The people around him stared wide-eyed and watched carefully.

But I couldn't understand this chess game for a while.

On the black side, Gu Jianqing's defense and offense are decent.

The white side is a bit overbearing!

The general layout and direction of the ten-hand chessboard can basically be seen.

The older generation likes to play the stereotype, to what small sky collapse, big sky collapse and the like.

The chess skills of the chess saint Gu Jianqing, the outsole is a layout of a new bottle of old wine.

I followed a more powerful formula, and then made some innovations on this basis.

Qin Chuge's side, falling from the first white piece, aimed at attacking, and the momentum was monstrous.

It's completely consistent with its character.,The moves are all killer moves.,The chess style is extremely cold.。

"Jingya, the best defense is offense!"

"In this game, watch the big brother slaughter his big dragon."

Qin Chuge taught Jing Ya Xiaoni on the side, words and deeds.

"I'll just say that you are amazing, big brother, now I know, you are not only profound, but also good at chess."

"Looks like I'm going into retreat again, wow, I'm annoyed!"

Jingya squatted aside, blinking a pair of mournful eyes.

She can kill the amateur seventh-dan chess player Dalong, so she can naturally see Qin Chuge's chess skills.

"The best defense is offense?"

The corners of Gu Jianqing's mouth twitched, and he disdainfully: "Nonsense! ”

After that, black falls.

Qin Chuge followed a white piece.

The two continued five more hands to sixteen hands.

It was Qin Chuge's turn to fall.

He didn't rush to fall, and raised his eyes to look at Gu Jianqing.

"Chess master, do you want to regret chess?"

Qin Chuge asked with a smile.

"I knew you'd regret it!"

Gu Jianqing sneered: "If you don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, how can you know the old man's strategy." ”

"I'm going to convince you of losing today, tell me, how many times do you want to regret it?"

"I mean, do you want to regret your move?"

Qin Chuge repeated.

Gu Jianqing: ......

Gu Changle: ......

Everyone, all dumbfounded.

Chess Saint Repentance?

Jokes through the ages!

"You give me a little bit of seriousness!" Gu Jianqing scolded sharply.

"You said, don't regret the move, don't regret it!"

Qin Chuge smiled slightly, pinched Jing Ya's face with his left hand, and didn't look at the chessboard with his right hand at all.

The white pieces fall, and the words come out.

"Slaughter Chess Saint Great Dragon!"

"Pinch my face again and bite you!" Jingya grinned.