Chapter 301: Fight until you accept it

Someone in the crowd sneered, "I have to suffer from face and live a life of slap. This is a game of no solution, but I have to hold on and let the master wait aside."

At this time, they had already seen that according to the current solution of White Chess, there was no possibility of winning at all. No, or this was a chess game without solution.

Mo Zihao didn't say anything, but just looked down at the chessboard solemnly.

He had seen Shi Yan's game and understood Shi Yan's chess skills. Although it was impossible to be similar to the teacher, he believed that Shi Yan had the possibility of unlocking the chess game, although the possibility was not high. At the same time, he became increasingly dissatisfied with the group of chess players behind him. If Shi Yan had the opportunity to unlock the endgame, these chess players behind him, including Yue Shuangxuan, would never be able to unlock it in his life. At this time, he began to know that Shi Yan said that he would replace Yue Shuangxuan. These people were really insulting the chess way.

When he finished reading Shi Yan's path, he was a little surprised. He also made this game back then, but he only took seven steps and could not make any progress. Shi Yan took twelve steps! And it actually became a whole trend.

The sloppy old man in yellow was even more shocked and frowned at the chessboard. He did not think Shi Yan could crack this game of chess. He had been sitting here for fifty years and naturally knew the difficulty of cracking the endgame. According to Shi Yan's method, there was no solution to this game, but he did not expect that Shi Yan would still have to persist. Did he not see that this was a waste of time? In his opinion, even if you could see this game of chess, wasting time without listening to advice was also an extremely rude move.

"Old man, can you hurry up? I'm still in a hurry!" Shi Yan said impatiently when he saw that the sloppy old man in yellow was not ready for a long time.

Although the old man in sloppy yellow clothes is called a sloppy madman, he is the real leader of the Mo family's chess house, and he is also Mo Zihao's master, a five-star chess general. Even if the head of the Mo family has to be respectful when he sees him, how could he be as rude as this young boy? To him, he could ignore the external rudeness, but the rudeness in the chess can't be ignored. Since he felt that the other party was rude, he would naturally be a little angry. He slapped off a fallen leaf of an ancient tree with a slightly cold expression, and picked out a black chess piece from the jar and landed it on the chessboard.

The chess generals in the Mo family did not expect that Shi Yan was so ignorant and had to waste everyone's time. He couldn't help but shake his head and said angrily: "Do you really think you can win?"

Shi Yan seemed to have not heard it, and he didn't even look at him.

The man's face turned slightly pale and his heart was extremely angry.

The sloppy old man in yellow left behind a dark man, and Shi Yan didn't even have time to think, so he fell into another son. Even though Mo Zihao, who believed Shi Yan, began to think that Shi Yan was just making jokes and delaying time. Where can anyone make a move without even thinking about it?

However, when he saw the position of the white chess falling, he felt a little frightened for no reason. He suddenly realized that the trend of the white chess was like a calm sea, and a slight wave suddenly blew up.

The sloppy old man fell down again and extracted a large piece of white pieces. A piece of space suddenly appeared on the chessboard.

But Shi Yan seemed to know nothing, and then the lower right piece fell into the center of the chessboard, as if a storm was rolling up a wind in the sky and lifting up big waves on the sea.

The sloppy old man in yellow frowned slightly. Shi Yan's way of walking was completely different from the trend he had worked hard in the past. The scattered arrows made of several white chess on the chessboard seemed scattered and invisible, but they were hidden dangers. Especially the middle son, it seemed like a king calling for generals to fall on the ground, showing an intersecting look with the scattered white sons around him.

This white chess was unexpected, so he was silent for a while before he left a black spoil.

Just as his old fingers just left the surface of the black chess, Shi Yan fell on the board, as if there was no pause in the middle.

But the sloppy old man in yellow was not as angry as before. He felt inexplicably calmed down and looked at the chessboard and frowned.

Mo Zihao frowned more and more times, and the wrinkles became deeper and deeper. When it comes to the wind, he suddenly felt an illusion that the storm would come.

Behind him, the noise of the chess generals in the chess house became smaller and smaller, and their faces became more and more serious.

Especially Yue Shuangxuan, others can't feel it, but he already felt a stern force permeating the chessboard. His face looked a little ugly. Could it be that this is really an endgame?

He remembered that Mo Zihao asked him to come here to play this game of chess with this sloppy old madman. He took a look at it and thought he was messing with him, so he left. But now someone actually said that this game of chess has gone to life. Compared to him back then, it was like a heavy slap on his face.

The sloppy old man in yellow became solemn than ever before, and a few beads of soybean-like sweat appeared on his forehead.

His hand that took the chess piece began to shake slightly, not because of tension, but because of excitement.

It has been fifty years, and for fifty years, he has never been so close to victory, as if a vast door was unfolding in front of him.

With a storm-like offensive, Baizi fell one by one on the chessboard. The king reorganized his team and finally formed an army and began a fierce counterattack.

The dark son had no way to resist and quickly collapsed in the face of the stormy offensive. What was even more scary was that he didn't even have a chance to remedy!

The fishy and salty sea breeze blew, and the huge ancient trees made rustling sounds, falling a few dead leaves. The thick clouds dissipated, and a few rays of sunlight fell, falling on the chessboard, falling between black and white.

"Ba! Bapa!" A few drops of clear liquid suddenly fell on the chessboard, dazzling in the sun.

Shi Yan was stunned for a moment and looked up. The sloppy old man in yellow opposite him was crying. Tears as big as beans rolled down one by one, flowing down from the dry wrinkles and falling on the chessboard.

"This" is puzzled.

Mo Zihao patted his shoulder and sighed, "You did a good job, let him be quiet alone."

Shi Yan followed Mo Zihao away, and the old man's crying sound came from behind him, from the initial sobbing to the later howling, as if he was about to shed tears that had not shed for decades at once.

This seemingly crazy old man has a deep story buried in his heart.

Amid the old man's howling, Shi Yan stepped into the Mo Family Chess Hall, an existence second only to the Mo Family's main hall.

Looking at the burly black hall, Shi Yanzhong breathed a sigh of relief and finally arrived here.

Through the windows of the hall, a hall loomingly appeared in the mountain peak hidden in the clouds.

"That is the main hall of my Mo family. The ancestors of the Mo family did not hang a name for this hall, so we all call it the Nameless Hall." Mo Zihao explained.

"The Palace of Unknown?"

"Yes, no name." Mo Zihao sighed, "This also means to abandon fame and fortune. Unfortunately, even if people have different ideas, some people have no name in their hearts. To put it bluntly, it is one extreme, while others yearn for another extreme."

"Doesn't it go against the ancestral teachings? Isn't anyone opposed it?"

"We can clearly distinguish between right and wrong? We, the retainers, don't need to consider these things. As long as the family needs us, we should take it over without hesitation." Mo Zihao looked at Shi Yan and suddenly laughed: "Of course, you can be an exception."

Shi Yan was a little surprised, "Why?"

"Because you are my guest minister of the Mo family." Mo Zihao smiled and said, "Besides, today you have fulfilled a fifty-year wish of your master, so naturally no one dares to force you."

Shi Yan was shocked. The old man turned out to be Mo Zihao's master?

Looking at Shi Yan's surprised gaze, Mo Zihao smiled: "Not many people know about this, but they don't need too many people to know. As long as the top people know it, it's enough. The master was the chief chess player of the Mo family back then. He had stopped many major forces who wanted to annex the Mo family. At the same time, he was also the younger brother of the superior head of the family, and his identity in the Mo family was transcendent. You helped him fulfill a wish today, and naturally won his favor. To be honest, I envy you a little."

Mo Zihao patted Shi Yan's shoulder in everyone's shocked eyes, and then let Shi Yan sit under his right hand.

That was the location that originally belonged to Yue Shuangxuan.

Suddenly, the hall was in an uproar.

Mo Zihao raised his hands, everyone looked at Mo Zihao quietly, and called Master respectfully.

Mo Zi was so bold that he didn't care about these red tape. He waved his hand casually and said, "Everyone, sit down, I have something to ask."

Everyone found their own seat and sat down. Only Yue Shuangxuan stood awkwardly, because of his position, sitting under Shi Yan's butt.

As if he hadn't seen this scene, Mo Zihao pointed at Shi Yan and introduced: "This is Xu Yan, and he will be my guest minister in the Mo family in the future."

A guest official can enjoy the rights that all the big names can enjoy, and can even reject all unwilling requests. It can be said that he has a transcendent status.

I thought that the new chess will be the same as them as the Mo family, and the most powerful one was to compete with Yue Shuangxuan for the position of the senior brother. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the Mo family, his status was almost the same as his master.

Compared to others, it is not of the same level at all.

Many people who are not kind to the times suddenly feel extremely embarrassed.

The most embarrassing thing is Yue Shuangxuan. When he heard that Xu Yan defeated Mo Luoli, he just smiled. But when he heard that he defeated Mo Luoli in just ten minutes, he began to feel a sense of crisis, so he instinctively felt a little disgusted with him. As the eldest brother of the Mo family chess house, his connections are naturally wider than those of the newcomer. Even if the other party really replaced his position, he had the confidence to retake it and then step on his face.

Unexpectedly, the other party was completely above him, and there was no place that could be touched even if he reached out.

Could it be that I am really not as good as this Xu Yan?

Yue Shuangxuan had never seen it with his own eyes and was full of dissatisfaction.

He stood up suddenly, looked at Mo Zihao, and said, "I don't agree. He is so young, it's hard to take on the heavy responsibility."

Mo Zihao already knew that his eldest disciple would come out to make trouble, and frowned and asked, "Are you not convinced?"

"Disciple is indeed not convinced!" Yue Shuangxuan was arrogant and did not have much respect for Mo Zihao.

"If you don't agree? If you don't agree, you can beat you until you accept it!" Shi Yan said.


Chapter completed!