Chapter 15 Carry away! Next one!

Flat cannon!

Flying!

Abandoned horse!

General!

Put it again!

...

Ye Luo was stress-free and went on his own way step by step.

But Han Yang on the opposite side felt more and more powerless as he went down. He couldn't understand what he wanted to do!

Can you eat horses at this step but not?

What does Bu Tingbing want to do this?

Why are you a good man again?

What are you doing?

As Ye Luo stepped on the general, Han Yang looked at the chessboard in front of the computer and was stunned.

The chess friends watching the game were also shocked at this time.

After playing chess here, Han Yang could no longer play it. Although he had a lot of chess pieces in his hand, it was useless! Ye Luo could kill him with one more step!

What's the use of many chess pieces?

There is no chance to turn the tables.

Helplessly, Han Yang had to abandon his son and admit defeat.

Who would have thought that in less than 60 rounds, a high-level professional chess player of level 7 was killed by the opponent and surrendered?

Netizens were all stunned.

"This, this..."

"Win? Did this amateur player win?"

"Hiss! Amateur wins a profession? It's so terrifying!"

“This scene is not common.”

"Where did this person come out?"

"Ye Luo? Is it really that host?"

Chess friends kept talking, almost everything was said.

Han Yang was not willing to give up. He typed in the chat box: "I'm careless, let's do a game?"

Although it was a question, Han Yang sent a game invitation directly. He felt that this game did not reflect his strength. If he was ready, he would definitely not lose.

The chess friends also watched the fun without bothering them and started to make excuses.

"Master Ye, let's have another game!"

"Yes, I'm just watching it!"

"It's still early anyway."

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

Careless?

Have another hand?

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

Not to mention another game, even ten more games, the result will be the same!

Looking at the game invitation sent by the other party, Ye Luo refused without thinking.

Besides, he is here to challenge the Chess Association. You can't waste all your time on one person, right?

Seeing Ye Luo leave the room, Han Yang was stunned.

What if you win, you run away?

ah?

Is there any such thing as you?

In the chess hall, Han Yang was so angry that he cursed.

There are still many people in the chess academy tonight and they are all training.

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

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

"Yo? Where is the entertainment? I'll go for two games too."

The guy just talked about this guy, who is also at the level of level 7 of his career. He has been playing the training competition for more than two hours. He is thinking about taking "Chinese Chess" and relaxing.

As a result, as soon as he got a call, he received a notice of a challenge.

"It's you."

Zheng Feng smiled and agreed.

...

At this time, the chess friends were complaining.

“Is this over?”

"No... Master Ye won? Where is the person? Why did he run away first?"

"What does this mean? People are not offline!"

"Huh? Look at it everyone!"

"Oh! It turns out that I'm going to challenge others!"

"Nice! I'll watch another game!"

Looking at the system notification floating by at the top, the chess friends watching the fun were immediately excited.

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

For a moment, many chess players rushed into the room to watch the game.

"Zheng Feng? He is another master of level seven in professionalism!"

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

“Higher.”

In the chess academy.

Han Yang naturally saw it, and he became even more angry now.

Did he stop dating with me, but he ended up playing with others?

He looked down on me, Mr. Han!

He is going to get angry!

"Brother Zheng, kill him!"

Han Yang said gritting his teeth.

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

"Don't worry, I'll talk to you after finishing the date."

"Hi, it's just an amateur level nine, easy to say."

"You should be serious."'

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

...

Less than twenty minutes.

Zheng Feng looked at the surrender button and fell into silence.

Han Yang pulled the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly: "I just said you should be serious, you don't listen, are you going to be fine now?"

Zheng Feng wiped his face and said indifferently: "It's okay, this is careless. I'm inviting him to have a game, this is the only way to win."

As a result, something that left him speechless happened.

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

Don't say a word!
To be continued...