After entering the official stage, the battle between the two intensified, and strange tricks emerged one after another, and there were referee comments at the beginning.

But later, all the referees chose to shut up.

It's not that the battle isn't exciting, it's that the pace of the battle has surpassed the reflexes of any one person.

I'm afraid that only Ji Yi is the only one present who can keep up with the dizzying attacks of the two.

When the wind returned to the desert and everything returned to the stream, everyone present, including Ji Yi, was shocked, and sighed that there was such an ingenious and majestic way to dance together in this world.

However, just when everyone thought that Jiang Fan had lost, Jiang Fan suddenly threw out a son, and all eight desolations were wiped out in one move, directly killing the last trace of vitality of Feng Guimo.

The wind has returned to the desert.

The referees lost their voices.

Originally, in the game of Feng Guimo's chess, everyone thought that this world was so exciting, but that feeling only lasted for a moment and then ended.

If Feng Guimo brings life and hope to everyone, then Jiang Fan brings death and despair.

When death and despair triumph over life and hope, all that remains is dead silence and emptiness.

Only Ji Yi recovered from this state the fastest, suddenly looked at Wu Qiming, and shouted, "Old ...... Wu"

……

With the dead silence of the viewing room, Feng Guimo also seemed to be dead, looking at the chessboard with dull eyes, and the corners of his mouth still carried that unfinished unwillingness.

Jiang Fan gasped for breath, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

In order to win the wind and return to the desert, he has used all the means available to him so far.

Not to mention Tian Jianhong's meditation diagram, there are also some of Han Yao's stereotypes, Xia Rou's layout, and even Su Yue's whimsical ideas, that's it, he is not the opponent of Feng Guimo.

Just when he was desperate at the end, Jiang Fan suddenly remembered the game of chess he played against Ye Xun in Hecheng.

At that time, Ye Xun's situation was very similar to what he is now, but Jiang Fan remembered that the last move Ye Xun used at that time floated away, obviously winning, but he just left, surrendering without a fight.

Because of this, Jiang Fan remembered it vividly, and subconsciously used that trick.

Sure enough, after that terrible trick was blasted out, the heavens and the earth were destroyed, and Feng Guimo finally stopped struggling, and he was defeated.

Until now, Jiang Fan is still a little afraid.

The game of following the trend and returning to the desert can be said to be the most thrilling game of chess since he learned chess, and the whole process has highs and lows, which is extremely terrifying.

At that time, as long as there was a wrong move, it was not Feng Guimo who lost, but him.

However, Feng Guimo can afford to lose this game, but he can't.

"Concession."

Jiang Fan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said silently.

Now Feng Guimo's face is full of loss, and his eyes have lost the smart light he had at the beginning, just sitting there dumbfounded, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uh...... It's too much power, so it's not going to break this guy's game. ”

Looking at Feng Guimo like this, Jiang Fan was a little embarrassed.

Although there are only winners and losers in the chessboard, this rhythm of being slapped to the ground when he is about to win is probably not easy for him to accept.

This is still the result of his long-term training in the Hecheng color chess world, not to mention Feng Guimo, who has not exercised his mind much.

Speaking of which, Feng Guimo is also an excellent opponent, and Jiang Fan doesn't want to ruin him like this.

After all, there is still a long way to go.

"The Wind Returns to the Desert?"

Jiang Fan hesitated for a while, but still felt the need to comfort and comfort this guy, and it was fate to get acquainted.

As soon as he stretched out his hand and was about to wake up Feng Guimo, Feng Guimo suddenly laughed, and tears of laughter flowed out.

"Damn, scare the ...... to death"

Jiang Fan's hand shook and he almost pounced on the chessboard in shock.

For a while, looking at the smiling and neurotic Feng Guimo, I felt extremely terrifying.

Who knew that after Feng Guimo laughed wildly for a while, he suddenly raised his bloodshot eyes and said, "Who are you Ye Sheng?" ”

"Ye Sheng? Poof......"

There is only one person in the Chinese chess world who dares to call Ye Sheng, and that is Ye Xun, who won the title of chess saint of the Huaxia Chess Academy twenty or thirty years ago.

His name is known to everyone, no one knows it, how can that kind of legendary character have something to do with him as a grassroots chess player, Feng Guimo is sure he is not funny?

So Jiang Fan smiled, and he laughed very happily, thinking that this paragraph was good.

"What are you laughing at? I'm serious. ”

Feng Guimo looked serious, which made Jiang Fan a little suspicious of whether this guy was possessed by something at this moment.

"Poof......

Seeing Feng Guimo's serious appearance, Jiang Fan couldn't help but smile again, and said lightly.

"yes, of course it does. He plays chess, I also play chess, and he is Chinese, and I am also Chinese. ”

"I'm going to you, I'm not kidding you."

Feng Guimo's brows jumped wildly, and he didn't feel that his words were funny at all.

"I'm not joking with you, think about it with your brain, who is Ye Xun? Why do I have something to do with Ye Xun, and I will still play chess with you here? ”

Jiang Fan could only get serious and replied.

Originally, he thought that Feng Guimo had been hit, and in order not to discourage this respectable opponent, he was ready to encourage him with a few words.

Who knows how this guy has a brain, and it's full of such weird ideas.

Since this is the case, Jiang Fan has no need to be comforted, waved his hand, and said, "See you later." Then he ran away.

"Huh? It's impossible, your trick is obviously ......"

Speaking of which, Feng Guimo's own voice also went down.

His inference is indeed a bit absurd, anyone in the Chinese chess world has something to do with Ye Xun, it is absolutely impossible to be so miserable.

"Am I mistaken?"

The more Feng Guimo thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt, remembering that half a year ago, Ye Xun went to his grandfather Feng Tianxing again, and he used a similar formula.

Of course, Feng Tianxing was unwilling to be defeated by that move, and repeatedly asked what the reason for that move was.

He still remembered that Ye Xun had personally said that the formula was a new type of formula he had created in recent years, and it had not yet been made public.

But Jiang Fan's move is obviously very similar to that formula, as if it is a variant of that formula.

Since Ye Xun said that the trick has not been made public, it is impossible to lie as the first person in Huaxia, that is to say, Jiang Fan must have an unclear relationship with Ye Xun.

However, judging from Jiang Fan's performance, it seems that he really doesn't know Ye Xun, although Fang Cai's move may also be Jiang Fan's whim, but this probability is too small.

"Jiang Fan, you explain it to me clearly, hey, what about people?"

Feng Guimo thought about it and still felt that something was wrong, but when he looked up again, where was Jiang Fan's figure, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, and scolded secretly in his heart, "Ma Dan, is this guy a rabbit?" ”

……

Originally, Wu Qiming was still immersed in the mystery of Jiang Fan's chess hand, but suddenly Ji Yi shouted violently, which immediately startled him, and quickly turned his head, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

Ji Yi still had that gentle smile on his face, but there was a powerful momentum on his body.

"Old Wu, you better tell me about the origin of that Jiang Fan......

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