in the bedroom.

Ye Luo pinched out his cigarette, although he usually smoked, he was not addicted.

Get up and pour a cup of tea.

The phone rings.

"Hey, Mom?"

Mom and Dad haven't brought it back yet.

"Are you home?" Mom asked.

"I'm back."

"The matter over there is settled? Look at you in a hurry. ”

"It's settled, right?"

"It's okay, just ask. Alright, you'll have to go home and go to bed early. ”

"Uh-huh, got it, I'm hanging."

As he spoke, Ye Luo hung up.

Mom is like this, she worries about everything, Ye Luo is used to it.

As for mom sleeping?

Isn't that a joke?

At this time, Ye Luo is in good spirits!

After abusing these professional seventh-level chess associations, Ye Luo felt that his mood was a lot better!

Call me talking nonsense?

Say I'm grandstanding?

Just you stinky chess baskets, I see one abusing the other!

There's no one at level seven, right?

Then I will abuse you at the eighth level!

……

Chess friends are watching the excitement and don't think it's a big deal, and they are making a noise at the top of their voices.

In the chat area of the public channel, there is no other news at this time, and everyone is talking about it.

"What about Master Ye?"

"Is it offline? It's not even ten o'clock! ”

"It's not offline, I just took a look, it's online."

"Where did the people go online?"

"After finishing the seventh level, let's go to the eighth extreme! I'm optimistic that several level 8 are online! Master Ye rushed! ”

"Could it be that Master Ye is instigated?"

"No, no, Master Ye won't really be cowardly, right? them without coercion! ”

The chess friends said everything, and instigated Ye Luo to challenge the eighth level of the profession.

……

In the chess yard.

Cold sweat broke out on Han Yang's forehead, "This guy can't be the host Ye Luo, right?" ”

Zheng Feng shook his head directly, "Impossible!" Absolutely a coincidence! ”

"I don't feel like either." Ma Hui also said: "Although the host Ye Luo looked very good when he commented, it was a review commentary, and it couldn't be counted. How old is he? Just graduated! How is it possible to have such chess power? ”

"Yes, I guess it's just a coincidence, the name is the same."

"I have to say, this Master Ye on the other side is really fierce!"

"He's not really going to challenge for the eighth level of the profession, is he?"

"The average professional level eight is really not necessarily his opponent." Ma Hui analyzed: "I estimate that his level should be about the top 20 of the eighth level of the profession." ”

"So tall?"

Everyone was shocked.

The top 20 of the eighth level of the profession are all well-known in the world!

This amateur ninth-level who suddenly appeared has such strength?

To say not to be surprised is false.

"Wow! Look, this guy is really challenging level eight! Zheng Feng pointed to the top notification on the screen and exclaimed.

"Zou Liang level eight?"

"Ha, this guy really thinks he's invincible? Come up and fight with Zou Liang at level eight? ”

Seeing that Ye Luo actually challenged Zou Liang, everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Zou Liang, about thirty years old, ranks ninth in the domestic eighth-level rank, and the domestic champion has already won a soft hand, even if it is an international championship, he has won two. Although he is not yet a ninth-level grand chess player, he can be regarded as one of the top players in China.

This game is stable!

Zheng Feng and Han Yang put their hearts in their stomachs.

In their opinion, Zou Liang's level 8 should be a steady win, at least the winning rate is above ninety. After all, Zou Liang's level is there, whether in terms of chess strength or experience. Although this amateur ninth-level strength is not bad, it would be a bit of a fool's dream to win against the ninth-ranked player in the eighth-level rank.

Han Yang has already started to watch the play with his arms crossed.

The corners of Zheng Feng's mouth also showed a sneer.

What about sweeping the seventh level of the profession?

Look at you crazy!

If you can win Zou Liang's eighth level, I'll wash my hair upside down!

……

The number of spectators in the room has exceeded 3,000, and it is even rising.

The barrage in the chat area is no longer visible.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Master Ye is really fierce! Just do it? It's time to challenge the eighth level of the profession! I like this temper, and I'll be a fan of you in the future! ”

"Why did you pick Zou Liang's eighth level? It's not a good game to win! ”

"Zou Liang's level of level eight is indeed too high! However, I bet on Master Ye to win! ”

"Brainless Leaf Pressure Master wins!"

"This game is estimated to be in suspense."

Almost all of these chess players are amateurs, and it is rare to see such a fierce amateur ninth level, so they naturally support Ye Luo. In addition to the psychology of watching the excitement is not a big deal, one by one they are shouting for Ye Luo.

And the matter has reached this point, which has also attracted many professional chess players.

Not to mention the seventh-level professions that were abused just now, they were all squatting in the room one by one, although they didn't speak, but they were all waiting to see how Ye Luo lost.

Even, there were several active players of the professional eighth level sitting in the viewing seat, all silently watching this game of chess.

Soon, the chess game began.

The two sides come and go.

Ye Luo sat in front of the computer, holding the mouse in one hand and the teacup in the other.

"Heh, the eighth level of the profession is different!"

"That's a good step."

"Can you see the trap?"

"But that's about it."

Before, Ye Luo had never played chess with professional players at all, and he didn't know what his level was. However, after the fight with those professional seventh-level players just now, Ye Luo found that the so-called professional chess players seemed to be just like that.

Although this profession level 8 is much stronger than just now, it seems that Ye Luo is like this.

Fair.

Ye Luo's self-confidence is getting lower and fuller.

Holding the mouse is a mess!

Eat a horse!

Eat one more cannon!

What about cars? Still want to run? Look where you're going!

Ye Luo's chess style is becoming more and more unrestrained, almost pressing the opposite side to play.

Zou Liang, who had fought with him, was already in a cold sweat at this time.

This guy plays chess fast and hard, and he doesn't give him a chance to breathe at all!

I saw that Zou Liang was already behind at level eight.

The professional chess players watching the game couldn't sit still.

"Brother Zou, get him!"

"Lao Zou, don't give up, there is still a chance!"

Zou Liang is about to cry, you have a chance!

I only have one cannon left with two pawns, what should I do with him?

After a few more moves, Zou Liang couldn't bear it anymore and directly threw himself into defeat. In the next place, it is estimated that he will have to be killed by the other side, and the loss will be too ugly.

Zou Liang didn't have the idea of another game at all, and after he admitted defeat, he went offline directly at the speed of light.

It's really shameless to face Jiangdong's father!

Who the hell is this?

It's so fierce!

Zheng Feng, Han Yang and others were also dumbfounded.

The top professional level eight can't beat him?

Is this really an amateur? That's outrageous, isn't it?

Seeing that Zou Liang's eighth-level chess player went offline directly, the eighth-level chess players who watched the battle just now didn't say a word, and disappeared directly at the speed of light.

Can't afford to mess with it!

I can't afford to mess with it!

Watching the lively chess friends is already crazy.

"Hahaha, that's funny!"

"There are more than ten professional level eight online just now, and there are only a few left."

"I'm scared!"

"I'll just say that Master Ye is awesome!"

"That's awesome!"

"Carry it away! Next! ”

"Hey, I'm scared away, there aren't a few of them."

"No, I just saw Qian You coming to the eighth level, isn't he ranked sixth? Why did he slip away? ”

Seeing this situation, Ye Luo was also stunned for a moment.

What's the situation?

What about so many career level 8 just now?

Why are there so few people left?

The rest of them are all players outside the twenty, and Ye Luo is not interested at all.

Ye Luo looked at the chatting area, and also sent a message, just the words, "No one?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the entire chat channel was stunned.

Subsequently, there was an overwhelming number of comments and follow-ups from chess players.

"Holy shit! Master Ye has spoken! ”

"Capture Master Ye alive!"

"No one? Hahaha, Master Ye was so funny the first time he sent a message! ”

"Everyone is scared away by you, how can there be anyone!"

"That's so domineering!"

"What about the pros? Master Ye asked what you were doing! ”

"What about people? No one? ”

"No one?"

"No one?"

……

Soon, the entire chat area of the public channel was swiped.

Everyone is saying these three words - no one?