After reaching one hundred and thirty moves, Yan Zheng let out a long sigh of relief.
Put the chess piece in your hand back into the chess box.
"I lost."
He spoke very calmly, without the slightest hint of reluctance or helplessness.
There was even a satisfied smile on his face.
Yan Zheng played this game of chess very happily.
He couldn't even remember how many years he had not played such a hearty chess game.
Especially when you put your heart and soul into it, it feels even more enjoyable.
Although I lost.
But it is honorable to lose, and I have tried my best, but my skills are not as good as others, so it is normal to admit defeat.
"Senior Yan Zheng actually lost!"
Shen Yunlong on the side widened his eyes, unable to accept it.
In his mind, Yan Zheng was the son of a saint and a true senior figure in Confucianism.
And who among the Confucians is not good at playing chess?
As a result, Yan Zheng actually lost to Ye Qingyun in chess.
This made Shen Yunlong difficult to accept.
But so what if it’s hard to accept?
As a chess watcher, Shen Yunlong watched this game from beginning to end.
It can be said that every step can be seen clearly.
Yan Zheng lost.
It doesn't mean that Yan Zheng is weak, but that the guy opposite named Ye Qingyun is too powerful.
Every move he made was perfect.
And for every move, it seems that the next ten or even dozens of moves have been thought out.
Especially when it comes to the later stalemate stage, it is even more stable.
There is no flaw at all.
Yan Zheng tried to set up a game several times to make Ye Qingyun's chess game flawless.
But all was in vain.
Instead, he fell into a little trap created by Ye Qingyun.
As a result, the deadlock was broken and Yan Zheng gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Until the disadvantage is too great and irreversible.
This is how I lost the game.
Shen Yunlong thinks that he is also a master of chess, but he is definitely not as good as Yan Zheng.
If he were to play chess with Ye Qingyun by himself, he would probably lose before he could even hold on to a hundred moves.
> Yan Zheng was able to fight Ye Qingyun to such an extent, which was considered extremely powerful.
"Accepted!"
Ye Qingyun said with a smile.
Yan Zheng waved his hand, "I didn't give in at all, I tried my best. Mr. Ye's chess skills are extraordinary and astonishing. I admire you!"
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"Your Majesty was not focused before and made the wrong move, which is why he lost."
"If you were focused from the beginning and didn't make the wrong move, the outcome would have been uncertain."
When Yan Zheng heard this, his expression was a little complicated.
He indeed made the wrong move.
Although it was later reversed.
But because of this wrong move, my rhythm was disrupted.
As Ye Qingyun said, if it hadn't been for this wrong move, the outcome might not have been certain.
But for chess players, it is the behavior of a gentleman to make moves without regrets.
Since you made a mistake, you can't regret it.
Yan Zheng didn't feel dissatisfied with what he said.
If you lose, you lose.
He also made the wrong move by himself, and Ye Qingyun won with dignity.
At this moment, Yan Zheng suddenly noticed something.
He stood up suddenly.
Ignoring the astonished looks of others, he quickly walked out of the lobby.
"senior?"
Shen Yunlong was a little shocked and quickly followed out.
Mu Yangzi and Ye Qingyun were also confused and walked outside together.
I saw Yan Zheng standing outside the lobby door, with white hair flying, eyes closed, and a solemn expression.
It was as if he had entered a mysterious state.
"What's wrong with him?"
Ye Qingyun asked with a confused look on his face.
"Senior Yan Zheng must have made a breakthrough!"
Mu Yangzi said in a deep voice.
"Breakthrough?"
When Ye Qingyun heard this, he was also a little bit
surprise.
I was very envious in my heart.
Good guy!
What's going on with these experts?
How do you say a breakthrough is a breakthrough?
When can I reach their level?
There is no need to practice, you can break through as long as you feel it.
well!
According to your qualifications.
It is estimated that it will take another eighteen hundred years to practice.
at this time.
There were changes in Yan Zheng.
His long, snow-white hair turned gradually black.
Start from the ends of your hair.
It becomes darker little by little.
Until half of the white hair has turned into black hair.
To be continued...