Chapter five hundred and fiftieth broken heart(1/2)
The situation was unclear just now. When the red stones disappeared, the situation on the chessboard changed, and the advantage of the black stones was actually disappearing.
From the beginning, Hongzi was like a tiger trapped in a cage, with all exits blocked.
If they rush out by force, there will definitely be trampling on each other, and the red ones will kill each other.
Liu Wuxie minimized the loss. In the Tianyuan part, the red stones were laid out the least. Liu Wuxie sacrificed a small part of the red stones to open a channel for the red stones.
It was too late for Fan Yongfu to react. Liu Wuxie held the red zi and rushed straight into the black zi's base camp.
In desperation, Fan Yongfu gave up the attack, and the sunspots fell frequently, holding the camp.
"It's too late!"
Lu Ming sighed.
If you realize this early, you can still take precautions.
Hongzi's momentum has been established and he has formed a surprise cavalry force. Heizi is chasing behind him, and it is difficult to catch up with Hongzi's pace.
The situation began to be unfavorable for the black stones, and the red stones were strangled one after another. Liu Wuxie did not directly enter the base camp, but strangled most of the black stones on the chessboard.
"It's over, it's completely over!"
The Qinghong Sect disciples looked decadent. No one expected that it would end like this.
Qiu Baihao watched the situation evolve quietly, looking at Liu Wuxie, hoping to see something on his face.
His eyes were calm and his expression was calm. Whether Hongzi was at a disadvantage or at an advantage, Liu Wuxie always remained calm and calm.
This kind of character alone is beyond the reach of everyone present.
Fan Yongfu had lost his position and made several wrong bets in a row.
When the red stones occupied the black stones' base camp, everyone's emotions had not yet withdrawn from the chess game.
"Lost!"
Jia Fengmao said softly, unable to accept such an ending.
Liu Wuxie actually solved this mess.
"For cheating, Yipinxuan must have told Liu Wuxie the method of cracking it in advance."
Many Qinghong Sect disciples did not accept this result and looked at Murong Yi, thinking that it was Yipinxuan's fault.
Everyone knows that Liu Wuxie has a delicate relationship with Yipinxuan, and Yipinxuan has stood up for Liu Wuxie several times.
It is possible to tell him how to crack it in advance.
Many people nodded. Although the Qinghong Sect was suspected of being arrogant, it was not completely unreasonable.
It still won the approval of many people. Did Yipinxuan leak the cracking method in advance?
Murong Yi's face was as cold as frost. Even she didn't know how to solve this game of Tiancan chess, so how could she inform Liu Wuxie in advance?
Yipinxuan stood up to explain, but no one would believe it. Since he chose to help Liu Wuxie, he naturally wouldn't admit it.
"Senior Brother Fan did not lose, but Yipinxuan secretly helped Liu Wuxie."
The Qinghong Sect disciples began to cheat. No matter what, they could not continue to lose.
Aunt Li looked murderous, and they actually accused Yipinxuan of leaking the news in advance.
"What a bunch of rubbish. If you don't have the skills, you just throw the shit in someone else's face. This game doesn't count. I'll try another method and I'll make you convinced that you lost."
Liu Wuxie sneered, humiliating the people in Qinghong Sect as trash.
"This is what you said!"
Hearing that Liu Wuxie was about to start a new game, the Qinghongmen stopped shouting. They were already familiar with the routine. As long as the red pieces were blocked, the winner would still be the black pieces.
The chess piece was removed and a new endgame was brought from the table next to it.
Liu Wuxie held the red piece and dropped it on the chessboard.
According to everyone's understanding, Liu Wuxie must still fall into a difficult position.
The strange thing is that this time, the area where Liu Wuxie placed his stones, in the upper right corner of the chessboard, was changed to the dry position.
Everyone was confused. They were already familiar with the routine just now. Why did Liu Wuxie give up?
If you continue to use the routine just now, Fan Yongfu is already familiar with it and must take precautions in advance.
You come and go, and the black pieces are moving step by step. This time Fan Yongfu is much more cautious. Every time he makes a move, he must carefully consider it for a minute.
Time passes minute by minute.
When the tenth piece fell, the chess game changed drastically.
This time the red stone lost less. Except for the loss of one piece in the front, in the later stage, a gap was torn open from the crack and penetrated into the black stone.
Like a strong army passing through the border, the sunspots fell in pieces.
It's not over yet, but Heizi is already seen lingering on.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Fan Yongfu grabbed his head and couldn't accept this ending.
This time, even Lu Ming chose to remain silent.
Although he did not personally participate in it, he deeply felt the bloodshed on the chessboard.
Every time he made a move, Lu Ming would silently deduce it in his mind, and the result was the same as Fan Yongfu's move.
In other words, if Liu Wuxie's opponent was himself, he would also lose two games in a row.
"Do you want to continue?"
Liu Wuxie's tone was full of sarcasm.
Two completely different methods turned defeat into victory, which was enough to prove that Yipinxuan had not been leaked.
Although Murong Yi was superb in calligraphy, chess, calligraphy and painting, he did not despise the world. In terms of poetry, he was on par with Huachen Ye, in terms of painting skills, he was on par with Qiu Baihao, and in terms of chess, he was evenly matched with Fan Yongfu.
Even Fan Yongfu couldn't crack it, and Murong Yi's chess skills also found it difficult to crack this endgame.
"continue!"
Fan Yongfu was not convinced and once again played a new chess game.
The strange thing is that Liu Wuxie didn't stop him.
Still holding the red piece, Liu Wuxie changed her position again.
This time it took five minutes. Black lost his armor and lost completely, and Hong's loss was very small.
The voice mocking Liu Wuxie disappeared, and the entire Huafang fell into silence.
Lost three games in a row, using three different methods.
"No need to stop. I have played games with Miss Murong. Her chess skills cannot be solved so smoothly."
Lu Ming spoke.
Such a miraculous cracking method is definitely not something ordinary people can do.
Lu Ming considers himself to be a first-rate chess player and can read five moves up and down. Compared with Liu Wuxie, there is a big difference between them.
Judging from the speed of Liu Wuxie's moves, he had almost penetrated the entire chess game.
In other words, any changes are under his control.
Only chess masters can do this.
"Are you going to do it again?"
Liu Wuxie continued to ask.
"Down!"
Fan Yongfu risked his life, his eyes were scarlet.
He knew that he had already lost this round, and he just wanted to save some face, hoping to win the round.
Soon someone replaced them with a new endgame.
Liu Wuxie holds the red piece in her hand, and her style switches again.
To be continued...