Someone loses, which means that there is one less competitor, but the hearts of everyone are not easy at all, because the speed of the game slows down as the number of people decreases, but it becomes faster.

The high frequency of rapid chess has brought a lot of pressure to everyone, and at this time, it is less than a third of the time, but it seems like three years have passed.

Soon, when the incense burned past four-tenths of the columns, another scholar was also defeated, and only Fang Ling, Ling Xiaoran and Duan Zixuan were left in the second-story tower, and at the same time, the speed of Miss Mo's chess play was further improved.

Ling Xiaoran and Duan Zixuan, who thought they were knowledgeable, had already oozed cold sweat on their foreheads, and it was obvious that the speed of playing chess had stagnated, and they had no time to care, staring at the chessboard with a pair of eyes, speculating on the next possible move of Miss Mo Jia.

Only Fang Ling was still calm, and at the same time, he also understood the reason why Ling Xiaoran and the two showed their inability to follow.

In addition to the manipulation of the chess pieces, it also focuses on the control of the scene, and a good chess player will grasp the overall initiative and the rhythm of the entire chess game from the beginning.

The rhythm is even more so for rapid chess players, from the beginning of the five-player game, Miss Mo has mastered the rhythm, and as the number of people decreases, she slowly increases the rhythm, so that the speed of Ling Xiaoran and the two of them unconsciously increases, and the time for thinking decreases, and the pressure naturally increases sharply.

Time passed slowly, the incense burned past five-tenths, and when it burned past six-tenths, Duan Zixuan made a mistake, and he didn't realize it, and only after three moves did he show his defeat.

Duan Zixuan was born in a prestigious family, grew up with a halo since he was a child, was taught by famous teachers, and was talented, he was known as a talented man since he was a child, and all he heard was praise.

However, who would have expected that Miss Mo would lose in the chess game of one against five, such a fact made him unable to accept it for a while, until the maid in Tsing Yi reminded him of his defeat, and then he walked away with a look of chagrin.

When there were only two people left on the spot, Miss Mo's speed actually increased again, shouting chess, playing chess, but it was only a time or two for a breath, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire for Ling Xiaoran, who was already anxious.

When he saw the chess game after his move, Ling Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this wrong move was just too late.

He sighed secretly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up stupidly, and saw that the position on the right hand side was empty, only to find that Duan Zixuan had already left, and he was relieved, but when he saw that Fang Ling was still there, he suddenly felt a little disbelieving.

Whether it is Duan Zixuan or him, they are all from the Dawang family, and the education they receive is not comparable to that of the children of small businessmen, even he was defeated, this guy is still sitting there leisurely, and looking at his expression, he doesn't feel nervous at all, as if he is not experiencing a fierce chess game, but enjoying the scenery while sipping tea.

On such an occasion, being dominated by such a person, Ling Xiaoran suddenly felt ashamed and angry, and waved his sleeve robe away, and at this time, the incense was only seven tenths of a pillar.