There is a huge gap between Ouyang Xiujie and Han Sanqian in the chess skills, so no matter how Ouyang Xiujie delays time or how to eliminate Han Sanqian's patience, Han Sanqian is still gradually occupying the top.

This is the reflection of the gap in absolute strength. No matter how Shangguan Heibai calculates, no matter how slow Ouyang Xiujie makes a move, it still cannot change the situation where Han Sanqian will win.

Han Sanqian made a move as he was flying, while Ouyang Xiujie was considering it for a longer time, because he was already at a disadvantage on the chessboard, so he could only rely on procrastination to wait until Han Sanqian was completely exhausted to seek a chance to turn the tables.

"Ouyang Xiujie, you have already lost. No matter how you delay time, you will never find a chance to turn the tables. This is the gap between me and you, not a fact that the time span can be changed." Han Sanqian said to Ouyang Xiujie with a relaxed face after leaving a son.

On the contrary, Ouyang Xiujie's expression became more and more serious and nervous, and his expression had already shown a hint of fatigue.

"Don't be too arrogant. It's not certain who loses and who wins. Why do you think you're sure to win?" Ouyang Xiujie said gritting his teeth.

Han Sanqian smiled indifferently and continued, "You know very well that you can't beat me, and not only today, you will never beat me in your life. So what about Shangguan Heibai's apprentice? Didn't you see me playing chess with him last time? Let me tell you the truth, even if you master, I can win, what are you?"

"You're talking nonsense, how could you win my master?" Ouyang Xiujie raised his head and looked at Han Sanqian angrily.

Shangguan Heibai is a master of Go and an idol in Ouyang Xiujie's mind. He believes that he will have the opportunity to surpass Shangguan Heibai in the next ten or twenty years. How could Han Sanqian do it now?

"Ask yourself, how big is the gap between you and me? Even though I have been tired for a day, I still grasp the advantage now. I will kill you like last time." Han Sanqian easily and comfortably left a son, the situation became clearer and the advantage continued to expand.

"Don't try to disturb my mind. If I talk again, I will tell the referee." Ouyang Xiujie's heart sank. Han Sanqian was deliberately disturbing his thoughts and almost fell for Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian smiled faintly and stopped talking.

Those who watched the fun watched the two of them through the big screen, so they couldn't hear their conversation, but the form of the chess game had already explained everything. Even Han Sanqian was still able to gain the upper hand in his tired state, which forced them to re-examine Han Sanqian's strength.

"He won't really beat Ouyang Xiujie, right?"

"It seems that there is indeed such a possibility. This is just a mid-market. He has already gained an absolute advantage."

"Is this young man also a disciple of a master? Otherwise, how could he be so powerful at a young age?"

"This time he and Ouyang Xiujie became the hottest topic of the game. I don't know who deliberately started it. Perhaps there are things behind this that we don't know. This game is probably not a simple win or loss."

From looking down on Han Sanqian to taking Han Sanqian's strong strength seriously, it took less than an hour to prove himself with his own strength, making these people dare not be despised at all.

Wang Mao smiled with a relaxed expression. After seeing Han Sanqian gaining the advantage, he knew that there was no need to worry about the outcome of this game. With Han Sanqian's strength, there was still a good situation, and Ouyang Xiujie had no chance of turning the tables.

"Sanqian is indeed powerful. He is so young, I don't know where he is from. I think his master should be a very powerful person." Wang Mao sighed. In addition to talent, Go also needs a very strong leader. In Wang Mao's opinion, Han Sanqian has such strong strength at such a young age. In addition to talent, there must be a particularly powerful master.

"How many opportunities does he have to beat Shangguan Heibai?" Qi Yiyun asked Wang Mao. The current game has almost seen the results, so Qi Yiyun is even more looking forward to the game between Han Sanqian and Shangguan Heibai later. If he really can beat Shangguan Heibai, he will definitely make a big splash in the Chinese Go world.

Wang Mao shook his head and said, "I'm afraid only he knows how many opportunities there are, but he and Shangguan Heibai once had a game and lost by a very small gap."

Qi Yiyun's two beautiful eyebrows gathered together, and losing with a small gap is also losing, so for her, this is not a reflection of Han Sanqian's strength.

Qi Yiyun's attitude towards things is very extreme. Loss means losing, and winning means winning. He never cares about losing more than losing, losing less than losing, losing less than losing.

"I can feel the strong confidence he showed. With his personality, since he can challenge Shangguan Heibai, he must be more than 50% sure." Qi Yiyun said.

When Wang Mao heard this, his smile became stronger and stronger.

After winning Ouyang Xiujie, Yuncheng Go Association was able to enjoy the championship honor.

But if you still win Shangguan Heibai, then the Yuncheng Go Association will inevitably become a storm in the Chinese Go world. I believe there will be many pilgrims in the future. Just thinking about that kind of scene, Wang Mao was filled with joy.

"Hey, I have to envy this old bone. I have achieved such success at a young age. I remember that at his age, I was just a chess player who ran into a wall everywhere." Wang Mao sighed.

"Even if an ordinary family has talent, they don't have the opportunity to improve their chess skills. It seems that in addition to talent, there are some unknown things." Qi Yiyun asked inadvertently.

Wang Mao was shocked. Tian Changsheng once mentioned some of Han Sanqian's identity in a vague way. Although he said it very vaguely, it showed that Han Sanqian did have a very powerful family background. Wang Mao could hear that Qi Yiyun was inquiring about Han Sanqian's background.

But why would Wang Mao criticize something that even Tian Changsheng dare not say casually? And for him, as long as Han Sanqian can win glory for the Yuncheng Go Association, it doesn't matter who Han Sanqian is.

"Maybe, my understanding of him is just the son-in-law of the Su family." Wang Mao said.

Qi Yiyun smiled without a trace of expression. She just asked casually, and she never thought of knowing Han Sanqian's true identity from Wang Mao's mouth, and it should be impossible for a person like him to know.

Seeing that the situation on the chessboard was becoming increasingly unfavorable to Ouyang Xiujie, if this continues, no matter how long it takes to delay, Ouyang Xiujie will not be able to win. Those who are watching the fun are starting to worry.

Because they hope that Ouyang Xiujie can win, after all, he is Shangguan Heibai's apprentice. Only by winning can he keep this honor. If he loses, he will not only be sorry for his reputation, but also smear Shangguan Heibai. This is something that no one wants to see.

Shangguan Heibai exists like a god in their hearts, and how can God’s disciples lose?

"Don't worry, look at Senior Shangguan's expression, looking with a well-rounded look. Maybe Ouyang Xiujie has a killer weapon."

"Yes, even Senior Shangguan is not in a hurry. Why are we in a hurry? In my opinion, Ouyang Xiujie deliberately sold some advantages to Han Sanqian, and then made a comeback. After all, he just simply beat Han Sanqian and could not show his strength at all. Only by turning against the wind can he prove his strength."

"It must be so. This is to make Han Sanqian lose in a very convincing way."

The confusing confidence of the people is in sharp contrast to the suffering Ouyang Xiujie at this moment. Who could have thought that Ouyang Xiujie's mood is almost about to collapse?

Time is approaching twelve o'clock, but Han Sanqian is still very brave, but he gradually feels weak. In this situation, Ouyang Xiujie has almost seen the situation of victory or defeat.

Han Sanqian's power surpassed Ouyang Xiujie's imagination. All the calculations they made were defeated in front of their strength and looked like a broken mirror.

At this time, the text message ringtone of Han Sanqian's mobile phone suddenly rang.

How could anyone send him a message at this point in time?
Chapter completed!