Flat guns!

Flying phase!

Abandon the horse!

Checkmate!

Again!

……

Ye Luo was under no pressure and unfolded his own path step by step.

On the other side, Han Yang felt more and more powerless, and he couldn't understand what people wanted to do!

Can you eat horses but not eat them at this step?

What are you trying to do with this step?

Why are you a good person?

What the hell is this all about?

With Ye Luo's step, in front of the computer, Han Yang looked at the chessboard and was dumbfounded.

The chess players who watched the game were also stunned at this time.

At this point, Han Yang can't play. Although he still has a lot of chess pieces in his hand, they are useless! If Ye Luo has one more step, he will be able to kill him!

What's the use of having more pieces?

There is no chance of a comeback at all.

Helpless, Han Yang could only abandon his son and admit defeat.

Who would have thought that in less than sixty rounds, a dignified professional seventh-level senior chess player would be killed by the other party and surrender?

Netizens are stupid.

"This, this ......"

"Win? Did the amateur win? ”

"Shhh Amateur wins pro? It's terrifying! ”

"It's not a common meeting."

"Where the hell did this man come from?"

"Leaf fall? Is that really the host? ”

The chess players talked about it and said almost everything.

Han Yang was not reconciled, he typed in the chat box: "This is careless, let's have a game?" ”

Although it was a question sentence, Han Yang directly sent an invitation to the game. He felt that this did not reflect his strength, and if he was ready, he would definitely not lose.

Chess friends also watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, so they coaxed one after another.

"Master Ye, let's do one more game!"

"yes, I'm looking at it!"

"It's still early, anyway."

Ye Luo looked at the message sent by the other party and smiled.

Careless?

Again?

Han Yang felt that he was careless, but Ye Luo could feel it clearly, and this was the strength on the other side.

Don't talk about one more round, it's ten more rounds, and the result will be the same!

Looking at the game invitation sent by the other party, Ye Luo didn't think about it and refused directly.

Besides, he's here to challenge the Chess Association, so he can't waste his time on one person, right?

Watching Ye Luo leave the room, Han Yang was stupid.

Why the hell do you run away if you win?

Yes?

Do you play like that?

In the chess courtyard, Han Yang scolded angrily.

There are still a lot of people in the chess academy tonight, and they are all training.

A colleague came over with a smile and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Han?" ”

Han Yang had a gloomy face, "It's okay." ”

"Yo? What about entertainment? I'm also going to relax for two rounds. ”

The little brother who spoke just now is also at the level of the seventh level of the profession, and the training match has been going on for more than two hours, thinking about playing "Chinese chess" and abusing dishes to relax.

As a result, as soon as he was on the list, he received a notice of a challenge.

"It's you."

Zheng Feng smiled and agreed.

……

At this time, the chess players are complaining.

"That's the end of it?"

"It's not...... Didn't Master Ye win? What about people? Why did he run away first? ”

"What does that mean? People are not offline! ”

"Huh? Look, everyone! ”

"Oh! It's time to challenge others! ”

"Ness! I've got another game to watch! ”

Looking at the system notification floating at the top, the lively chess players immediately got excited.

"'Ye Luo-Master Chess Player' is challenging 'Zheng Feng', come and watch and learn~"

For a while, many chess players poured into the room to watch the game.

"Zheng Feng? It's another level 7 master! ”

"His professional ranking seems to be higher than Han Yang, right?"

"Higher."

In the chess yard.

Han Yang naturally saw it, and he would be even more angry.

Why don't you go with me and end up playing with someone else?

What the hell is this nakedly looking down on me Han!

He's going to blow up!

"Brother Zheng, kill him for me!"

Han Yang gritted his teeth and said.

"Huh? What's going on? Zheng Feng was a little surprised.

"You don't care about it yet, I'm talking to you when I'm done."

"Hey, it's just an amateur level 9, it's easy to say."

"You can be serious." ‘

"Don't worry, it's okay."

……

Less than twenty minutes.

Zheng Feng looked at the surrender button and fell silent.

Han Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth and said speechlessly: "I'll just say that you should be serious, you don't listen, now it's okay, right?" ”

Zheng Feng wiped his face and said indifferently: "It's okay, it's careless, I'm inviting him to a game, and this one can win." ”

As a result, something happened that left him speechless.

The amateur ninth-level opposite directly rejected his invitation and exited the room.

Don't say a word!

Just leave!

"I'll grass your uncle!"

Zheng Feng scolded angrily, I didn't play like you!

Immediately afterwards, a new notice floated on the public screen: "'Ye Luo-Master Chess Player' is challenging 'Jiang Yi', come and watch and learn~"

Another professional seventh-level chess player of the Chess Association!

"I'll call Brother Yi and him for me!"

Jiang Yi was not in the chess courtyard, Zheng Feng took out his mobile phone and called.

The two also followed their chess friends and went into the room to watch the game together.

"Brother Yi is ranked seventh in the seventh level! Definitely not going to lose! ”

Zheng Feng confidently typed in the chat channel.

"Shhh Seventh? ”

"That's a master!"

……

The same twenty minutes less.

Jiang Yi is level seven, and he admits defeat.

Zheng Feng was dumbfounded.

Han Yang was also confused.

A group of chess friends are even more boiling!

How many years have you not seen such a fierce amateur?

"Carry it away! Next! ”

The public screen was directly swiped, and Ye Luo was screamed to hurry up to the next one!

Ye Luo did not disappoint, and immediately invited the next professional level seven.

Ma Hui is level seven, ranking fifth.

However, the result is still the same.

In less than twenty minutes, defeated!

Wang Chao is the seventh level and ranks third.

Lasted eighteen minutes.

Zhao Ming is level seven, ranking second.

I lasted a little more than nineteen minutes, and I still lost!

……

in the room.

At this time, the number of spectators was approaching 1,000.

There were more than 10 professional players watching the game!

"Brother Feng!"

"Hold on!"

"You're the No. 1 in our professional seventh-level rankings, so you have to break through twenty minutes!"

"Gotta break the spell for twenty minutes!"

"He must not be allowed to win so easily!"

"Drag it for me until twenty minutes!"

More than a dozen professional seventh-level players cheered for Feng Hui.

Win?

No one thought about it.

On the other side, this Master Ye, just like he has been beaten with chicken blood, how can he win?

All they want now is to hold out for twenty minutes.

It's not about how many rounds you hold on, it's about holding on for twenty minutes!

That's their goal!

However, unlike regular games, the pace in the room is only 30 seconds. Even if they want to delay time, they don't have a chance.

Nineteen minutes and fifty-seven seconds!

End the fight!

Faced with this result, all the class level seven who watched the battle were messy.

The chess friends were even more happy.

"It's so showy!"

"I can't last twenty minutes! This is probably the heart disease of these people in the future. ”

"This Master Ye is too fierce!"

"Carry it away! The next one! ”

"Hey, this is the number one in the seventh level of the profession, how can there be the next one?"

"No one at the seventh level of the profession?"

"Yes."

"Grass! Then go to the eight poles of the profession! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately startled.

Professional level 8 and professional level 7, although there is only one level difference, but the evaluation standard of professional level 8 is to have won the existence of international championships!

You know, these people are all international level!

Career level 8?

No way?