A cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He lost in this game of chess and was not convinced.

He felt that he lost the game of chess just because he was careless, and he only lost three eyes.

He felt he had a chance to win.

It’s a pity that the chess is one move.

Just one move...

"Let's open, maybe I overestimate you!" Kimura sneered and shook her head.

He admitted that Xiao Qiwang's chess is indeed very powerful, but he has not yet felt great pressure.

Although the opponent's Tianyuan ancient chess technique has understood the essence, it is not perfect and impeccable.

It feels a little worse than before on the Internet.

But it's a little worse, sometimes it's really a lot worse.

The second game of chess.

Kimura's stalker takes the lead.

In this game of chess, Kimura was more radical than before.

He had thought Xiao Yijun was a tiger, so he was naturally a little timid, but later he found out that he was just a cat, so he became bolder and didn't care about it anymore.

Facing his opponent's radical playing style, Xiao Yijun realized that his opponent was stronger than he thought.

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Chapter completed!