Galactic Garbage Station

Sitting opposite Su Zheng is a slightly fat middle-aged man with a peaceful face and a steady temper. Many of the people present felt that Su Qian was in danger. Teacher Feng, a round-faced young man, was only recently promoted to two segments, and his real strength can be said to be between the initial break and two segments. And this slightly fat middle age, it's been one or two years since it became three, and it's likely to rise to four at any moment, much higher.

“Please,” said the slightly fat middle-aged man.

“Please." Su Zheng stuck to the black hand first, landing in the lower right corner, the middle rule, slightly fat middle aged child in the upper left corner. Two of you, my son, got up. Qiu Yunjin obtained the opinions of the round-faced youth and put them on live broadcast again. They did not believe that Su Zheng could still win. Even if it wasn't through his own hands, letting others beat Su Qian in the face would relieve the hatred in his mind.

“The broadcast room opened again, and another fought against the young man. ”

“Ah, I know, that is Teacher Zhang, the third stage of the profession, there is another good show. ”

“I heard the news that the young man, Su Qian, said that whoever wins him by 12: 00 tonight will receive 10 million yuan. ”

“This is too crazy. ”

“Damn it, if I wasn't good enough, I'd run over there and have a good time. ”

The live broadcast room became more and more lively and even began to spread online. After all, it was the birthday party of the fairy Murong, and there were many followers. Soon, it attracted more and more chess enthusiasts. “Tianxing” and "Confucian Dao”, who had played against Su Xing on QQ chess, also came in to watch. Su Zheng and the slightly fat middle aged quickly played more than two dozen steps of chess, surrounded by people and the audience in the live broadcast room, once again unknown.

“That Su Jing, it seems to have gone down strangely again. ”

“If it wasn't for the last inning, he had a staggering reversal, I'd think he was new again. ”

“I can see that he often doesn't go set. ”

“Yes, he seems to do as he pleases. ”

Though in the last round, when Su Zheng reversed, it was very stunning. However, there is still some confusion about how Su Qian won, so there is still a lot of doubt. Wang Yan, for his part, frowned slightly. How do you feel? Su Yan's current level is even worse than when he went down with himself that day. At least he was steady and steady that day. He looks alike. Now he is completely messy.

In fact, with Su Zheng's research on "Xinxian Chess Board", coupled with the recent spiritual surge, the ability to think followed the surge, the chess power is even more profound. Earth-recognized, better styling, in his view, is not worth mentioning at all, just like simple mathematical formulas. Using this simple formula can of course save a lot of trouble for ordinary people, but Su Qian doesn't need to be used at all, he can totally count on his heart and strain randomly.

Moreover, in order not to let outsiders see his chess route, sometimes the method of play is just in line with the style, he prefers not to use it, choose another method of play, choose a long way around. So, in the eyes of outsiders, you can't understand it at all, as if it were a mess.

“Hmm?” Micro fat middle-aged man is a career stage three. Soon he realized that Su Xiao's method may be a bit strange, but it is not messy, his overall ability to control, very strong, absolutely cannot be underestimated. He immediately raised the twelve points of mind and responded with care.

Five thirteen, seal.

Thirty-one, pointy.

Seventy-five, stop.

After three consecutive sons, the slightly fat middle-aged man, who had a slight advantage, suddenly lost his advantage. The caution on the slightly fat middle-aged man's face became shocking, and the cold sweat began to gush out. The audience around and in the live broadcast room, again, is very familiar with this scene.

“Coming, coming again. ”

“This is his masterpiece, the messy pieces that have become extremely useful, turning rotten into a miracle. ”

“This time I am absolutely convinced that he was a good layout a long time ago, no coincidence. ”

One can say that it was a coincidence, many times in a row, two consecutive rounds, both like this, no one thought it was a coincidence. Then, after seven more sons, even if psychologically prepared, everyone was still shocked again. Only seven sons, Su Zheng would be firmly in control of the big picture, not only ate four pieces of the micro fat middle age, but also took an absolute advantage, forcing the micro fat middle age to no help.

Wang Yan was shocked. I can't believe his eyes. When did Su Yan's chess power become so high? It's only been two or three months since the last time I talked to myself, how can it progress so fast?

“Su Jing's chess power, how can it be so high?” Confucianism shocked.

“Song Lao, do you recognize him?” Asked Tianxing.

“Yes, you know I'm a judge of Good Chef China. He's a contestant, the first champion. After the first round, he played against me for the piano bird in my hand because I made a serious mistake and he won. At that time, his chess power was similar to mine.” Confucianism is Song Xueju. He naturally recognises Su Xiao.

“How long has this been going on? How can it be so fast?” The stars were surprised.

“There are two possibilities, first, that he started touching chess for almost two years, a supergenius, and second, that he deliberately hid his strength when he came down with me that day. I guess it was the second one, no wonder there was a feeling of discord that day.” Song Xueju said.

During the conversation, Su Zheng and Micro Fat middle aged, played more than twenty steps of chess. Micro Fat middle aged did not recover their disadvantages. Instead, the gap was further widened and completely caught passive. Slightly fat middle aged stopped and sighed helplessly after a moment: “I lost.” The more expert he was, the more he could discover Su Xiao's extraordinary behavior, so he didn't feel wronged and had a good attitude.

“Teacher Zhang, promised.” Su Jianqian said modestly, the other party was polite, and he would be polite.

“Oh, I hear you're not a professional chess player. You're not a professional. It's a huge loss in the chess world.” A slightly fat middle-aged man smiled.

“Thank you very much.” Su Xiao smiled.

While they were playing the game, the other chess players invited were there. The slightly fat middle-aged man left his seat. Another skinny young man sat down and played against Su Zheng, still a quick chess game.

However, after a short period of time, the skinny youth lost.

One professional chess player after another, the highest four stages of the profession, yet no one can shake Su Qian, all defeated.

Su Zheng sat there, like an unshakable mountain, one man could not pass away. At this time, no one doubts Su Zheng's chess power anymore. Whether or not he can understand it, he has to admit that Su Zheng's chess power is deeply unpredictable.

“Oh, my God, this Su Jing is so strong. ”

“Is he really not a professional chess player? ”

“A $10 million bet is there, and nobody can take it? ”

“Coming. Coming. Make way.” Zheng Xiaoyun's excited voice suddenly sounded, his face excited, pulling a young man with cold glasses squeezed in, saw the young man, many professional chess players around him, showed respect, some people called, “Teacher Xu Fang. ”

A lot of people in the room showed surprise. Seo Fang Six? Is it really him? A professional chess player, six steps up, that's an absolute master, a little famous all over the country. And this Xu Fang, a chess genius, is only twenty-six years old, chess power is still rapidly rising, the future is unlimited, often shows up on the chess channel. Nobody thought anyone could invite him.