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Chapter 24 24. This is not his game

Chapter 24 24. This is not his move

Author: One Sword Stab Stab

Chapter 24 24. This is not his move

"Who is this black piece?"

"Wan Fang, a professional player who was ranked last year."

Shen Yilang looked at the chess record in his hand, frowned and said: "White was merciful and gave up the fight, otherwise black would not have won or lost at a glance."

"You must have read the other chess record many times, right?

What, this is definitely a genius, right? I dare say that even Xiao Xiao is not as talented as him."

Qi Zhenxi sat next to him and boasted about the genius he had discovered.

It is said that a thousand-mile horse always exists, but a bole does not always exist.

How could Chollima shine so quickly without him?

"This is not his game."

Shen Yilang put the chess record in his hand on the table and shook his head.

When Qi Zhenxi heard this, Erzhang was confused: "I saw these two games of chess played by him with my own eyes. What do you mean it's not his chess?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yilang took out a chess record from his pocket and handed it to Qi Zhenxi.

"This is what Xiao Xiao gave me this morning. Last night, the match between the kid named Ying Jie and Xia Yingying."

"Xia Yingying, her play was average, she probably lost in the middle game, right?"

Qi Zhenxi opened the chess record a little strangely. Ying Jie could win even as a professional player, but Xia Yingying was no one at all. What value could the chess record have?

But as soon as he opened the game record, Qi Zhenxi couldn't help but twitch his lips: "What the hell is this T...?

It was dead at the beginning, so...a big area?"

Shen Yilang looked at Qi Zhenxi who was holding back from swearing and shook his head with a smile: "Take a closer look."

"This look is like being hit by a knife, the change of a flying knife.

A new type of flying knife? Sansan, Xia Yingying really dared to do whatever she wanted and went to shoot Yingjie's Sansan.

Is it a variation of flying knives evolved from Sansan?"

Qi Zhenxi silently calculated the change diagram in his mind. It was very complicated and there should be many different options. He couldn't figure out what was optimal for the time being.

This Sansan flying knife set alone is definitely enough for me to study for several years.

"Do you still think this is his move?"

Shen Yilang picked up the water on the table and took a sip. The original change of San San can be said to be a new change formed by breaking the inherent thinking.

But this kind of evolved flying knife is definitely not something that a genius can explain.

Geniuses can skip grades, come up with innovative ideas, and even promote the latest development of theory.

But these all require time to accumulate. All human abilities are essentially a combination of experience. Without rich experience as nutrients, it is impossible to grow.

It is impossible for any genius to open up a new track in the field of quantum science and produce results in his teens. This obviously violates materialism. This is not a genius, but a monster.

"You said he had a teacher to teach him? He seemed to have told me that he had a teacher before."

Qi Zhenxi suddenly remembered something at this time. When he played chess for the first time, the other party seemed to say that he had a teacher.

However, he didn't seem to pay much attention to it, and he seemed to be too focused on working on Ying Jie and didn't even care about it.

If only these were taught by his teacher.

Damn...

Thinking of this, Qi Zhenxi couldn't help but widen his eyes. What big fish did he miss?

What kind of old god is this who can teach such a disciple and invent this kind of flying knife?

"Although we can't be sure of the opponent's chess ability, we can get a glimpse of it from Ying Jie's chess style.

He is a chess player who breaks away from common sense and is not bound by the so-called chess theory, but is also extremely calm and even emotionless..."

Shen Yilang looked at the chess record in his hand. Although every student has his own personality, the shadow of the teacher can still be seen in the students.

Just like Xiao Xiao's chess was obviously taught by himself, the difference in teacher's style will inevitably affect the student's style.

And Shen Yilang looked at the person behind Ying Jie's chess, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt he couldn't figure it out.

"Well, the world is so big, it's not strange for any kind of master to be hidden in the market."

Shen Yilang shook his head. In the era when he learned chess from him, there was an Internet chess god. He maintained a record of victory no matter who he faced, but in the end he disappeared after defeating Yu Xiaoyang, the number one player in China at the time. .

While Shen Yilang was sighing, there was a sudden knock on the office door.

Shen Yilang folded the chess game in his hand: "Come in."

"Master, Teacher Qi."

Xiao Xiao, who opened the door and walked in, looked at the two people sitting in the office and shouted.

Ying Jie, who was following behind, also immediately saw the principal of this dojo, Shen Yilang 9th Dan.

He looks tall and thin, wearing a pair of glasses, and looks no different from the photos in magazines, giving him a bookish look.

Compared with Hong He's 9th dan, Shen Yilang's 9th dan is more in line with people's stereotype of Go players.

There is no doubt that Shen Yilang is an absolute top chess player at 9th Dan, and he once reached the top of China's ranking list.

The former owner of the Tianyuan title even achieved the three titles of Tianyuan, national player, and celebrity in one.

It's just that the results in the World Series were a bit lackluster, and the highest result was only the top eight.

"Shen Jiuduan, Mr. Qi."

Looking at Ying Jie who was saying hello, Shen Yilang nodded: "You're welcome, sit down.

Xiaoxiao, please go back to the classroom first and continue discussing the unfinished game of chess this morning.

Let’s brainstorm and see if everyone has any new ideas.”

"Okay, Master."

Xiao Xiao didn't have anything to say, he closed the door consciously and went out.

Qi Zhenxi looked at Xiao Xiao who was going out and couldn't help but praise: "Xiao Xiao is an obedient child and doesn't need to worry at all."

Shen Yilang shook his head: "It's not good to be too obedient. Sometimes you lose your own opinion.

Just like in chess, sometimes he will blindly imitate me. Everyone's chess is different, and blindly imitating is not a good thing."

Having said this, Shen Yilang turned to look at Ying Jie: "You played chess with Xia Yingying last night, right?

When Xiao Xiao met me in the morning, he gave me the chess record from last night. What was the name of that flying knife?"

"Mi's flying knife."

When Ying Jie heard this, he said without hesitation.

This is his original name, and it should be this name.

If Ying Jie wanted to, he could name it after his own name.

But the dignity of a chess player must not be something like theft.

Just like Ying Jie obviously has a unique skill in his body, but he will never use it in the competition.

If Ying Jie is willing to just walk the dog (using AI), let alone the world's number one Gao Yongxia, Ying Jie can directly give him two pieces and directly become the number one chess god in history.

But Ying Jie would never do such a thing. This is the bottom line as a chess player.

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