"General." Yang Zheng spit out these two words lightly, and the word general fell in his mouth. In the end, Li Sansi woke up like a big dream, and ended the layout he thought was "perfect" ahead of schedule.

"You're so cunning that you won't even wait for me." Li Sansi said with some regret.

"It's not that I'm too cunning, it's that you're so focused that you forget that the opponent on the opposite side of the board won't be waiting for you all the time." Yang Zheng's words broke Li Sansi's careful thoughts, and his tone was not only regretful but also cold.

"Then you can't wait for me? If I had completed the final step of the layout, it would have been a perfect surprise for the whole world. Li Sansi was a little unwilling, and his tone gradually changed to anger.

"Indeed, if you can take this step ahead of time, maybe you can really surprise the world. But you seem to have forgotten a truth. ”

"Forgot a truth? What did I forget? ”

"You forget that time is the cruelest and fairest. How can a chess game that has stood for more than 3,000 years in history and not be defeated be replaced by a new type of chess game that has only been around for a few hundred years? ”

"And, you also forgot that time will never wait for you alone."

"You shouldn't care what the world says, what you have to remember is what you do." Yang Zheng looked at Li Sansi, who was thoughtful after listening, and he grinned.

"Sometimes, plainness is the best weapon."

"Just like the most back-to-basics game, it's actually the best game, and like the fist that everyone will overlook, he's actually the most inconspicuous of all weapons, and it's also the best weapon to use."

……

Yang Zheng has always felt that chess is a sword and a knife.

Because only the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword can be worthy of the "eternity" of chess.

He also saw Wang Fugui's "sword light" and the "sword shadow" of chess nerds, but on the chessboard of Uncle Li, Wang Buregret, and even Lao Zhang, he realized that chess can not only be eternal, but also instantaneous.

He will be different because of the people who play chess, and his chess will also change.

He will also change his "weapon" differently because of the different personalities of the people who play chess.

Yang Zheng felt that his chess should be a fist.

It's plain, but it's also the best fist.

He also felt that his chess was not only an ordinary fist, but also the most invincible fist.

Just like a few days ago, he happened to see on TV the cerebral palsy boxing champion who won the game with his most simple qualities and tenacity with his congenital deficiencies.

Fists are probably not just weapons, either.

He's probably the ruler who can wake up the sleeper.

At least, after he left, Li Sansi looked at this chessboard for the whole night.

He seemed to be reflecting on Yang Zheng's words.

He also seems to finally understand why those few broken chess games don't have covers, and why he is disliked by his relatives and friends after he is not an Internet celebrity.

Because this sword of his has never been sharpened.

His sword only looks sharp.

But it's been blunt.

After all, the power of the sword will be different depending on the person holding it.

A peerless swordsman, even if he holds a flower or a branch in his hand, the flower and branch in his hand can become a peerless divine weapon.

Similarly, an immature swordsman, even if the sword in his hand is a peerless sword that is unparalleled in the world, then this peerless sword is just a bright-looking flower in the end.

In fact, he has always been an immature swordsman.

Because, although he seems to be a swordsman with dreams and goals.

But since he stepped onto the stage and obtained that inexplicable fortune, he seems to have lost his goals and dreams.

Those decades of accumulation have only allowed him to have a short-term dream.

What should he do next?

How should he play chess in the future?

He looked at this game of chess, which was only one step away, and also looked at the empty chess club, and he pushed this game away with all his might.

The chess pieces all over the ground made him smile helplessly.

At this time, the night that accompanied him finally passed, and the sun finally rose.

"There's no time to waste." Li Sansi said slowly, "I still have one move left to finish." ”

Li Sansi finally stood up, he bent down to pick up the chess pieces scattered all over the ground, his straight chest no longer had the decadence after the previous defeat, he looked at the day outside the chess room, and he finally took his unfinished step.