There are people outside the pavilion, and the trampled wild plums are very desolate.
There are still many people coming here, and there is some confusion in Qipanshan.
He Zhan has left the stream and came to the pavilion.
Sese has been following him all the time, and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to play chess?"
He Zhan shook his head and said, "No."
At this time, of course watching chess is more important than playing chess.
Sese said with concern: "Aren't you afraid of being disqualified?"
"D."
He Zhan pointed to the two people in the pavilion, and said, "Who is in the mood to play chess now that they're here?"
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This is the most anticipated matchup at May's meeting.
People thought this matchup would come later, or not at all.
Who knew that this match would start like this at a moment that no one expected.
It's like a story that suddenly reaches its climax even though it just started, which is really exciting.
The ascetics who came to watch the chess game surrounded the pavilion in the shortest possible time.
The contestants participating in the chess game can no longer control their emotions.
Shang Jiulou was the first to leave the pavilion, followed by Gu Yuanyuan and Que Niang, and more and more contestants walked out of the pavilion.
Even the games that had already started stopped.
There is only one game of chess in the whole chessboard mountain.
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Listening to his subordinate's report, He Guogong said helplessly: "That's it, the chess game that has already started must be sealed, and the rest will be discussed after the game is over."
The subordinate officials were a little worried and said, "What if this game of chess takes three days and three nights?"
He Guogong said with a smile: "With Tongyan's level, it took so long to win Jing Jiu? As long as Jing Jiu doesn't play those dirty tricks to delay time."
The official said with some doubts: "I heard that the Zhongzhou faction and the big figures of the Qingshan sect are really angry this time. What if Jing Jiu really delays time?"
He Guogong waved his hands and said, "No way, Jing Jiu is the reincarnated disciple of Master Jingyang."
The official thought to himself, if Jing Jiu really acted like real Jing Jing, how could he come to the Mei Hui and compete with others under the watchful eyes of so many people
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There is no difference between the guessing of the Meihui chess game and the guessing of the ordinary chess game.
The only difference is that both players in the game are monks, and they can use their spiritual consciousness to try to see the number of chess pieces in the opponent's hand.
Of course, the other party can also use their spiritual sense to create a barrier, but in the end it depends on whose spiritual sense is stronger.
In a sense, this is another kind of fairness, and it also means that the contest will start before the game.
Countless eyes fell on Tong Yan's hand.
No one dared to put their consciousness on that hand, because it was a very rude move, almost provocative.
But from a distance of more than ten feet, everyone could feel a milky white flame in Tong Yan's hand.
Those flames represent extremely strong and pure true energy, which should be a manifestation of the Zhongzhou School's innate mystical skills cultivated to a high level.
At this time, Jing Jiu said something that many people did not think of: "Which one do you want to use?"
Hearing this, Tong Yan's eyebrows slowly raised, and the crowd was a little commotional.
Are you sure you can see through odd and double? This is a bit too arrogant.
Tong Yan didn't get angry, but looked at Jing Jiu with colder eyes, and said, "I use Baizi."
Taking the initiative to choose white chess can be understood as his habit of attacking from behind, or it can be understood as contempt and disregard.
—Although the game is very specific, in the eyes of many people, going first is always more important.
"Three."
Jing Jiu directly reported the number of chess pieces in his hand.
There is no need to say single or double at all.
The crowd became agitated again, and then died down quickly.
Tong Yan squinted her eyes at Jing Jiu, but said nothing.
Jing Jiu's expression was as usual, and he seemed to take this as a matter of course.
He reached out and picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the board.
Thirty-three.
There was a sigh outside the booth.
It's not that there's anything wrong with this move.
This is the most common position for the first black move.
It's just that people watching chess have great expectations for this game, and they always hope to see some special places, some earth-shattering choices.
Of course, people are also very clear, unless Jing Jiu directly lands the chess piece on the Tian Yuan or the corner, otherwise it is just the beginning of the game, how can it be special
There was a light snap, Tong Yan didn't even think about it, she just picked up a white chess piece and stuck it on it.
Jing Jiu's response was also quick, and the second black piece landed in the blank space in the upper left corner.
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Snapped.
Snapped.
Snapped.
Snapped.
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It was quiet, only the sound of chess pieces falling on the board could be heard.
The match that attracted countless people's attention began like this.
The speed of the two falling is neither fast nor slow, every few breaths, they will fall one.
The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard are slowly increasing.
No one would be stupid enough to praise at this time, and no one would be stupid enough to start questioning at this time.
The situation on the chessboard is very ordinary, and the positions of the black and white pieces are very ordinary. Who can tell if it is good, and who can see that it is not good
But people still feel a little strange, because the start of this game is so ordinary, there are no surprises or surprises.
The current situation is very simple, there is no fighting, and there is no deep meaning.
Jing Jiu and Tong Yan's chess play is like two people standing opposite each other, each gesturing moves, but they never slash at each other with swords, or bombard each other with magic weapons.
The most puzzling thing for people is that they didn't feel that the two were accumulating sword power and accumulating real energy, preparing to make a big move later.
Zhao Layue didn't know much about chess, but she didn't feel anything.
Sese knew some chess, so she didn't understand it even more.
This chess game is really too ordinary.
It is totally unworthy of the names of Tong Yan and Jing Jiu.
Some whispered discussions gradually sounded from the crowd in the distance.
"How is this going?"
"This level looks very ordinary."
"Young Master Tong Yan didn't want to embarrass Qing Shanzong too much, so he kept his strength?"
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Nan Wang and Qingshan's disciples had already arrived at Qipan Mountain, they didn't approach the pavilion, and stood in the woods a little further away.
Listening to those discussions, the expressions of some disciples changed slightly, subconsciously forgetting Xiang Nan.
Disciple Qingshan didn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so he didn't know if those people's comments were true.
"a bunch of idiots."
Nan Wang said: "If you don't understand chess, go and see those who can understand chess."
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Those who come to Qipan Mountain today, or young disciples preparing to participate in a chess game, or teachers and fellow students who come to watch chess, are all people who love chess.
If it is said that none of them understand chess, who is qualified to be called one who understands chess
Someone noticed something odd.
outside the booth.
Shang Jiulou and Que Niang looked at the chessboard with extremely serious expressions, as if they were facing a big enemy, they were much more nervous than playing chess by themselves.
Gu Yuanyuan's appearance was even worse, his eyes were extremely round, his breathing was heavy, it sounded like a bellows.