C16 The Mind and Energy of the Chess Game Were Endless

Those who know how to play chess are no less tired than the players, even more tired, as they watch and wonder where I should go.

The key to victory was at hand, but the chess piece was in someone else's hands. They could only watch helplessly as the chess pieces fell... It fell... It fell to another point. The breath that was hanging in his throat could not fall. There was a chance that he would faint just like that.

If someone were to compare the chessboard to the stage, you would sing and I would step onto the stage. However, most players who knew chess knew that this was the battlefield, and they could not easily enter the stage without a valley in their chests.

The tiny chessboard hid a myriad of worlds, and it was filled with all sorts of changes and high tides. The slaughter and ambush were like commanding an army of thousands, and the blood on the chessboard was like a thorn in the back. It was even more soul-stirring than a true battlefield, and it was not something that could be explained by a single battle.

The chess skills of these two people were not superior, and the reason why they were so attractive was that they were almost on par with each other. It was also a game of fast chess. Think about it, if Zhang Shan were to meet an old man for the long term exam, he would not be able to see things. He would lose his fun. Coincidentally, the two of them were not weak in chess and were able to write fast at a young age. It was really satisfying to play against an opponent.

It was hard to watch a game of chess, and it was even harder to watch a quick game of chess. This time, before he could finish his sentence, he played again and again. In less than an hour, those who were weaker in chess did not dare to watch the game anymore. They left their seats and went to the other rooms to drink tea and rest, waiting for the round to begin.

After that, there were only those who had the most ordinary chess skills left in the square, and they were all spectators with the goal of winning money. Because they did not understand that chess was only about winning and losing, it was actually easy. Next were Fu Shen and the boss of the chess club.

The boss of the chess club was also bitter, but he didn't dare to walk away. He stood by the side and watched them, trembling. Sometimes he closed his eyes and sometimes he wiped off his sweat. However, this time, Fu Shen secretly shouted, Damn it! The people who watch the chess are all like that. One could imagine the mental strength that the player who played this game had endured. In his heart, no matter who won or lost this game of chess, his precious heart would probably be sick for the rest of the winter.

When he saw his daughter frown slightly and knew that her daughter was about to move, his heart tightened. If he had known earlier, he would not have taught her to give up. In order to win this game, this sacrifice would probably hurt his mind...

"Cough... cough..." Fu Shen felt his heart palpitate as he coughed first. Turning around, he suppressed his voice and ordered the butler, "Go back quickly and order the physician to take that ginseng... Yes, that's right. That was it. Cut some, it can't be too much, Young Master can neutralize it..." After explaining it this way, he looked at it again.

He saw that the white pieces on the board were indeed in the lead. His daughter could obviously use a knife, but she insisted on moving them back. She chose to endure. He looked at his daughter, whose face had already turned pale, and thought that he could easily kill people at her age when playing chess with a knife. At the very least, he would set a trap to kill his opponent. He would most likely be killed and lose all of his territory.

Looking again, that white piece was continuously crushed and broken. Fu Tine could only make a few ruthless moves and eat it.

Fu Shen thought in his heart. Zhang Shannian was at the end of these two people, but his daughter had just begun. In the future, he would not be able to match up to them in chess either. He regretted it in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he would have taught his daughter chess skills to calm her down. He would not have gone through so much trouble for the first time.

"Sorry, one more bowl of porridge in the morning..." Zhang Shannian had sharp eyes. He saw that Fu Si's pale face and forehead were covered in cold sweat. He was obviously young and weak. "Can you rest for a moment?" He was also a dignified gentleman. This game of chess was clearly to bully the young. How could he continue to pretend that he did not hear anything?

Fu Tine and Fu Shen heaved a sigh of relief at the same time. They also looked at Zhang Shannian with gratitude. "Thank you." They bowed to each other and retreated to the back of the carriage. Fu Shen hurriedly placed a basket of Anshensan tea and Anshensan tea. He personally supported the basket and said, "Si-er, I really can't take it anymore, so I threw the seeds."

Fu Tine closed her eyes and said, "I did not expect... to actually meet an opponent in a game of chess..." After a break, she said, "Father, I am about to win." Actually, this was difficult because of the chess match.

"Daddy knows." Fu Shen stretched out his hand to test his daughter's body temperature. "Moving is winning. That is Zhang Shan's Achilles' heel."

"If you don't move, you will immediately be at a disadvantage and lose." Fu Tine curled her small body into a ball. "Dad, I was arrogant in the past. I should learn from you more humbly."

Fu Shen's heart ached. He reached out his hand to hold his hand, which was only one-third of his palm. He comforted her softly, "Si-er, Si-er, even if you lose this round, I will always be comforted by you."

"Daddy is so young. Why do you say you are old?" Fu Tine pushed her father coquettishly, "Daddy, go and rest. Si-er will also be broad-minded."

Fu Shen knew that this child was really tired. He wanted to rest. He stayed behind and made her feel tired. He hurriedly got up and walked out of the door with light feet.

When he came out, he saw Zhang Shannian standing outside the door with a hesitant look. "Brother Zhang?" he asked.

"Is your son alright? "Zhang Shannian played half a game of chess. He was both afraid and loving towards the youth. He was respectful and hateful. Even if he was afraid of losing, he could not lose. It was difficult to win even if he wanted to. All kinds of difficult feelings were piled up in one place. He only thought of the little guy as a true opponent. "If it really doesn't work, I can suggest closing the game."

Fu Shen smiled bitterly. "Even if I agree, my son will not accept it." He put his hands together and said seriously, "Brother Zhang, please give me some face. Can you give me an excuse to rest for two hours? ”

After two hours, the game started. Hei Zi used his second hand to flash his saber. "I apologize for offending you."

When Zhang Shannian saw the piece, his expression changed drastically. Hei Zi, who had been beaten into a mess by him earlier, unsheathed his sword in an instant and stabbed into the White Dragon's Interruption. This was clearly going to kill the White Dragon with a single strike!

The next fight was even more fierce. Those who saw that they were resting had a splitting headache, and the tea cups and teacups made a ringing sound when they touched them.