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Chapter 18 Amateur Level 9 VS Professional Level 9(1/2)

It’s past 11 o’clock in the evening and my parents haven’t come back yet. Ye Luo is not surprised. This is the busiest time for the barbecue stall.

But to be honest, Ye Luo was at home alone at night, and he was a little empty.

There is not even a person to talk.

"I should really find a girlfriend."

Ye Luo muttered in his mouth while coming out of the bathroom.

When Ye Luo was in college, he also fell in love with a senior sister who was one year older than him. When he came to school, he had a good relationship. However, after graduation, the senior sister did not choose to stay in the imperial capital, but instead chose to go back to her hometown to become a civil servant.

This relationship ended like this.

Until now, Ye Luo is still single.

Thinking of his senior sister, Ye Luo sighed and stopped thinking about it.

When he returned to the bedroom, he saw that the computer was still on. Ye Luo wanted to turn off the phone and went to bed. However, when his eyes fell on the computer screen, Ye Luo was stunned.

Han Yang: "Where are people? Don't dare to continue?"

Han Yang: "Are you here? When someone comes, you run away?"

Han Yang: "I don't dare to come, right?"

Zheng Feng: "Didn't you say no one is here? Now that people are here? Where have you been?"

Jiang Yi: "Come on! Don't bully us! Fight with the master!"

One private message after another made Ye Luo stunned.

Han Yang?

Zheng Feng?

Jiang Yi?

No, have you guys forgotten the feeling of being abused just now?

I just washed and rinsed, why did my tail rise to the sky?

So arrogant?

Do you still dare to send me a private message?

This made Ye Luo a little confused!

Even there were many people on the public screen tagging Ye Luo.

Ye Luo, who looked confused and didn't know what was going on, looked at the chat records on the public screen for a while before he understood what was going on;.

Ye Luo, who originally wanted to go to bed, became energetic now.

He sat down and took a closer look.

Wow!

Good guy!

What about twelve occupations in the ninth level online?

Even Qiwen has a room with a level 9?

"Ha, no wonder you're so arrogant. It turns out that you're here to help!"

Ye Luo smiled and saw these professional level nine chess players, not only was he not nervous, but he was even a little excited.

A level 9 chess player!

Ye Luo really hasn't competed with such a master!

Although Ye Luo has been explaining the chess game of these people before, reviewing and direct battle are two different things.

All the profession level seven!

He ran away from the eighth level of career again!

Ye Luo’s goal now is to profession with a level nine chess player!

Originally, he wanted to wait to get up tomorrow to squat them, but he didn't expect that the opportunity would be delivered to the door.

Can this be cowardly?

Did I run away?

I'll run a hammer!

Ye Luo didn't delay any time, so he went straight into the room!

As soon as Ye Luo came in, the whole room suddenly became boiling.

"Here you come!"

"Fuck! Master Ye is so fierce!"

"I'm really right, Master Ye!"

"If you lose, you won't lose! Even if you lose, you have to go to this time! Master Ye!"

"Just with Master Ye's courage, I must support you!"

"Amateur Level 9 VS Professional Level 9? This is really rare in his life!"

As soon as Ye Luo came in, countless chess friends began to share this room with their friends. There were already thousands of people in the audience. Although some people couldn't wait to withdraw just now, the number of people watching the game increased sharply!

Three thousand!

Five thousand!

Seven thousand!

This hot popularity is no less than the battle between two top level nine chess players!

Qi Wen on the other side originally thought Ye Luo didn't dare to come, and was chatting with a bunch of Nine-level chess players in the room. Ye Luo's sudden appearance directly made these Nine-level chess players stunned.

Zhang Liang's level 9 directly made a public announcement in the room: "Wow, that's OK!"

Computer Hua gave Ye Luo a thumbs up.

Zhou Guishou: "The courage is commendable!"

Commander Wu: "I waited for a long time and finally it was not in vain. Let's start tightly, wait for a while to go to bed."

Qi Wen Jiu also said, "Ye Luo, right? This online name is the same as that person, but it is not very likable. I advise you to change it."

Ye Luo was speechless.

The name is your sister!

I'm that person, okay!

Depend on!

I used my real name specifically, but do you think it was the online name that was reinstated?

Another one?

I'll change your sister!

Ye Luo didn't bother to pay attention to them, so he directly clicked to start the game.

Still, the leaves fall and hold the red ones first.

Facing the ninth-level chess player, Ye Luo didn't play those fancy ones, and the game started out in a normal manner.

Head-on gun.

Smooth the cannon.

Immortals guide the way.

Vaulting horse, flying face, screen horse!

Qi Wen on the opposite side was not careless either, both sides were the regular way.

After a few rounds, both of them were in the temptation stage.

Qi Wen’s level 9 is not too slow or organized to attack. It is just a way to deal with moves. It can be said that it is a firm place to sit on Diaoyutai. After all, facing an amateur level 9, it is not enough to let Qi Wen’s level 9 take the position of an international competition.

"I have a lot of confidence, then I'm not polite!"

Ye Luo saw through Qi Wen's thoughts at a glance and laughed a few times.

After just playing against those professions at level 7 and level 8, Ye Luo has already developed confidence.

What can a professional level nine chess player be like?

Fuck you the same!

Both sides went back and forth for more than twenty minutes.

When Qiwen hit Ye Luo with a cannon, Ye Luo not only did not protect the horse, but took a step directly to the irrelevant soldier!

This step can be done directly with Qi Wen at level 9.
To be continued...
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