Chapter 297 Huo Ran Cheerful

In this way, he saw the cracked formula, and Zhang Chong's heart was also happy. As soon as his mind moved, he immediately wanted to fall on the white one on the chessboard in his mind. However, in an instant, he felt an inexplicable murderous spirit, which permeated from the chessboard. This murderous spirit was invisible and unquality, fierce and unusual, which was obviously a coveted look.

"No, black chess has another trick!!" Zhang Chong was shocked. After silently deduing it, he suddenly found that the black chess moved gently like a dragon, and the Taoist traps were full of stars. After more than ten moves, it was like opening a huge opening to swallow a large area of white seeds.

Sure enough, the game of this black chess is stable. Although there are some opportunities to escape from the sight, these are all within its calculation. If you really follow this idea, you will lose badly.

On the chessboard, between square inches, it is the place you compete for. Not to mention a piece of chess piece, a person with similar chess power is to give up a piece of chess piece, which is also very likely to cause defeat.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chong immediately understood that this seemed to be simple and could be realized by himself. The old man in white had a deep chess power. How could he not know it, and if he had not done it for a long time, he knew that this was a place of trap and refused to enter lightly.

Thinking like this, Zhang Chongyu unconsciously not only refined the chess skills, but also had a deeper understanding of the power of the mind. When he looked at the chessboard again, he immediately felt that this seemingly calm disk was actually surging. The danger seemed to be peaceful and harmless everywhere. In fact, he had already set up a position and was ready to swallow the enemy who wanted to rush in.

Looking at this kind of disk carefully, it is from the perspective of Zhang Chong who has participated in the war in the dark sea, and it is also shocking and difficult to deal with.

After thinking about it for another half an hour, the complexity of the changes is that the power of the mind is so strong, and there is also an unbearable feeling, headaches, which is a huge performance of the power of the mind. At this time, Zhang Chong couldn't help admiring the two old men in front of him. They were chess players, and he was at best just spectators. However, even he felt that his mind was not strong enough. The two old men were still here. It seems that this kind of strength was not what he could do. I hope you can recite it.

When he was thinking about it leisurely, he only heard a bang. The old man in white slowly raised his right hand and finally fell gently on the chessboard. This fall was like a tiger roaring dragon. At the same time, hundreds of different changes were born on the plate.

Zhang Chong's mind trembled. Although he had been thinking for nearly half an hour, he did not push the performance of the old man in white. And this step is extremely light, like a long sword, quietly turning away the power of the opponent's thunder and tomahawk.

Originally, the sky above the fog locked the clouds was like a cloud and the sun in an instant, which was extremely brilliant. When this chess piece fell, a lot of flexible spirit was restored. There were also several pieces. They bit the black pieces, and there was a great trend of fighting against each other.

Next, it was the turn of the old man in black. He was frowned by this particle and was also thinking bitterly.

These two top masters are like commanders. Here you compete with each other, and the chess pieces in your hands are like the soldiers they lead. They meet each other with knives and guns, and they will never stay. A murderous atmosphere swings on the chessboard.

Looking at the black and white two pieces on the scattered chessboard, Zhang Chong was in a trance and had an illusion that this chess game is the world, and the chess pieces are the world.

The sky is like a round cover, and the land is like a chess game; the world is black and white, and they compete for honor and disgrace: those who are honored are at peace, and those who are humiliated are settled. A desolate and simple song suddenly resounded in Zhang Chong's mind, making his heart ripple like throwing stones.

He struggled to recover his turbulent mood, opened his eyes again, and looked over the chess game. This time, the waiting time was longer, but Zhang Chong also had no choice but to completely see through the clue of this move. About an hour later, the old man in black fell down again, and another storm surged out.

The fall of each particle takes a very long time, but it also gives Zhang Chong enough time for him to refer to one or two details. With the passage of time, he also has a deeper understanding of the chess game. The deeper the understanding, the more he admired the chess power of the two old men. For such a long time, he was not able to slowly realize the intention of the two to play chess.

And before they came out, he couldn't figure out that such a wonderful trick could be used. In watching chess, Zhang Chong also felt the power of his mind and made a lot of progress. He watched the chess game for a long time. After a long time, he was also fascinated and became like the appearance of the two old men, but he did not see it. At this time, the faces of the two old men showed an imperceptible smile.

The chess game is intricate and full of changes. Between the ups and downs, the situation of the old man in white is critical again. He has four hours in this long exam, and he has not fallen behind.

With Zhang Chong's previous understanding, now watching chess is much clearer. In his eyes, he also shows the same sadness as an old man in white. With the development of the chess game, the space for movement is becoming smaller and smaller. Corresponding to this, the situation is more dangerous.

In this case, it is not difficult for Zhang Chong to see that there are not many places where the old man in white can fall, and it is only more than ten places. However, no matter where he falls, it is estimated that he will suffer a lot of losses. At the very least, there are as many as seven sons, which is not a small number between the outcome of the endgame.

At least from now on, white chess has no power to return to heaven.

"Did you admit defeat like this?" Zhang Chong's eyes stared at the chess game. He was already deeply immersed in it, as if he had replaced the identity of the old man in white, thinking constantly. The current situation no longer allow him to make any gesture to turn the tide. His struggle is just futile.

Indifferent heart, if it's a flag, just give up. However, when Zhang Chong looked at it, he looked at the microcosm of the world. Although the world is like chess, it can't be repeated. How can he make a decision with a simple abandonment?

At least, there is a faint feeling in Zhang Chong's heart that it is still the time to admit defeat, and the chess game seems to have touched an idea in his heart.

What on earth is that? Zhang Chong thought hard. Suddenly, a light went straight into his mind and hit everything brightly. This light made him, who was in a dead end, immediately saw the willow dark flowers again.

That's it. The cheerful Zhang Chong couldn't help walking forward and gently fell on the chessboard.