Zhang Yi is not good at chess, but he is a good player when he looks at chess, and he soon saw the clues.

The ten scholars took advantage of the fact that they had taken advantage of the fact that they did not have the upper hand, but were chased and beaten by the young people from the very beginning, and they only had the power to parry and did not fight back.

Three of them were even more oppressive, their thoughts were wrong, and they took a few fatal tricks, and they were defeated in less than a hundred hands.

The three of them admired it, stood up and saluted the young man, admitting defeat.

The young man didn't buy it, and said disdainfully: "You can't wait for the local chicken and the dog, you are not qualified to be my opponent, and you don't need to salute me." ”

"You!" The three scholars were embarrassed by the young man, and wanted to scold them back, but found that hundreds of people had gathered around them to watch, and they walked away with their sleeves in disgrace, and they were angry.

The remaining seven scholars had different expressions.

Someone saw that the three scholars were deflated, and their hearts were even more nervous, sweating, one after another faint tricks came out, and they could have held on to dozens of hands, but they were defeated in advance.

There are also a few old Confucians with a calm mind, although they have fallen into the disadvantage, they are fully engrossed, and they put their minds on the chess game without being disturbed by the outside world.

The young man grinned, he didn't regard everyone as opponents at all, and he fell at will, forcing the other party to have no power to fight back.

Zhang Yi nodded again and again, this young man looks like he is only in his twenties, and he actually has the demeanor of a national player. The tallest of these scholars is no more than a tribute, and it is normal for them to lose the battle because they have not studied the chess game deeply.

As Zhang Yi expected, half an hour later, even the remaining old Confucians were defeated.

Among them, the old man who insisted on it for the longest time stood up and said: "Mr. has a few clever moves, which is simply unguardable, and Mr. can be confident against ten people at the same time, which makes the old man very impressed." ”

In the face of the old Confucian, the young man was not so arrogant, but the words he confided were already a little harsh: "It is not easy for you to hold on to my hands for so long. In general, you almost didn't make mistakes, you just played chess and focused on winning, you were too restrained, you didn't have a big picture, and it was normal to lose. ”

"Old decay is taught. ”

The old Confucian was not as thin-skinned as a few young people, but bowed again. Those who reach the level are teachers, and those who read must have such integrity, so that they can learn from each other's strengths and set foot on higher peaks.

The overall situation refers to the ability of a chess player to comprehensively analyze and observe the overall situation. The so-called view of the overall situation is to be able to take a long-term view, to be able to grasp the relationship between the interests of the whole and the interests of the parts, to distinguish between the main contradictions and the secondary contradictions, not to lose the big because of the small, and to be able to make quick responses and correct decisions to deal with problems, so as to maximize the interests of the whole.

No matter what industry you are in, people who have a big-picture perspective are generally the soul of the team and can determine the future of the collective.

Don't be tempted by small wins and small losses, pay attention to the overall situation, comprehensive factors, rather than specific operational details. Of course, if you pay attention to the overall situation thoroughly, but you can't win by giving up the details of the operation, you can't win, and you pay more attention to the whole and the overall situation than the details.

Whether it is in chess or other aspects, the Terrans with a sense of the big picture are the best among them. If you are in the temple, you will be invincible and set foot on the highest point.

When the young man saw the old man doing this, his eyes showed even more appreciation, and he spoke again: "And you just said a little, I am one against ten, even if the opponent is weak, I have some negligence, at least five wrong hands." But I don't care about the weak gains and losses, and I resolutely abandon my son, so that I can win in one fell swoop. ”

"Sir's chess skills are exquisite, I thought that hand was a deliberate trap, but I didn't expect it to be a real mistake. Lao Confucian's words are naturally not a run, but a real admiration.

The old man left happily, and the young man only gave a few words, and he benefited a lot.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but look at the young man twice, this person was very arrogant, but he was able to admit his mistakes in front of hundreds of people, which was admirable enough. If he hadn't loved chess enough, he wouldn't have had such confidence and honesty.

Only by focusing on chess can you speak out.

After the old man left, the young man looked at the people around him, shook his head slightly, and said: "I came to Dazhou from Daqin thousands of miles away, and I originally thought that there were really people who were good at chess, but I didn't expect them to be all third-rate goods. That's it, let's go to Tai'an City in a few days to take a look, if there is no opponent, I can only go back to Daqin to practice fighting left and right. ”

With that, the young man turned and headed for a beautiful boat.

Several slaves behind him saw that everyone was deflated, and they cleaned up the chess table with a smile on their faces, full of pride.

"This kid is so hateful, but it's a pity that his chess skills are indeed extremely superb, otherwise I would really want to go up and clean him up. ”

"Who doesn't want to clean him up, I want to beat him. It's just that he came from Daqin, and he has an overflowing literary aura on his body, and it seems that he is also a scholar. The chess path cultivation is so powerful, maybe we can make a move, and we are not his opponents. ”

Several scholars gritted their teeth with hatred, but there was nothing they could do.

Zhang Yi nodded lightly, that scholar from Daqin, his cultivation should be at the level of a Gongshi, and almost no one present could beat him. If you really want to retaliate by force, you can only suffer from these people.

An older scholar said: "This young man is just sitting in a well and watching the sky, let's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Southern Tang Dynasty." Even if Mochou Lake can't find everyone in the chess way, not far from Jinling City, the five major colleges have branch masters, is it possible that he can't kill his sharp spirit?"

"You're right. The first few scholars said yes again and again.

A scholar whispered, "Now there are only four academies. ”

"Alas, that's right, there are only four academies. ”

Referring to this, all the readers couldn't help but sigh. The five major academies have stood for thousands of years, even if Tai'an Academy has a history of hundreds of years, I didn't expect that there would be one less overnight.

Zhang Yi smiled faintly, turned around and walked towards the side of Mochou Lake. There are a lot of beautiful scenery around Mochou Lake, he didn't have a good life to play here with Qiu Yishui last time, and since he has time today, he decided to take a good look.

As for the young man's affairs, he quickly put them behind him.

The young man's chess cultivation is at most close to the national player, but the Great Zhou has jurisdiction over hundreds of countries, and there are many talents, and there are countless people who have cultivated in the chess way, how can he alone win.

Even among the four great Confucians of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the great Confucianism of chess, who is as famous as the great Confucianism of calligraphy, does not dare to call himself the first in the world.

Unless it is the resurrection of Senior Brother Huang Qiu, Zhang Yizhen does not believe that anyone can be proud of the world with his own strength.

However, when Zhang Yi saw the beautiful scenery of Mochou Lake and was about to take a boat to Jinling City, a team of people poured into Mochou Lake and attracted his attention.

There is no him, just because this group of people are wearing the costumes of the White Horse Academy, and they are all disciples of the White Horse Academy.

The person at the head is none other than the Tibetan Qingyun of the White Horse Academy stationed in Jinling City.

(To be continued.) )