"Erhua, look at this chess game... the avalanche is only in one corner. It is the battle for the opening. This formula should be looked at from the whole picture. Let's go back and check it several times. I will let you finish every game. Do you understand the truth?"
Erhua must win this battle, and Zhu Ping'an has put in enough effort.
Erhuaye Yixiu nodded: "Brother, I have learned some tricks. After every game, no matter whether it is black or white, I always feel...well..."
Erhua is still hesitating, because she still has the last bit of lack of confidence.
Zhu Pingan said directly: "Actually, you feel right, the big avalanche formula is too entangled... If you play black, no matter how good you play, you will only make a small profit, but in fact you will not make a profit. If you play white, although There is a small loss in the corners, but in fact, the general trend can be expected in the middle! In terms of the overall situation, there is no need to think too much about this big avalanche, and there is no need to go down with a head-first stance."
Erhua's eyes were on the chessboard, and he nodded slowly: "Senior brother, I understand. If I hold black, I have to struggle a little, hold on to the corners, and crawl if I can. There is no need to overly place the pieces, and the key is to stay close to the eye. If I hold white , just use a defensive posture and give it to the corner... completely ignore the rules of the formula..."
Zhu Ping'an was very pleased. After seven or eight games, and he had calculated and explained this point countless times, he finally understood the truth.
It's not that the truth is profound, but that it's a piece of chess. Every time I say a truth, I have to check it over and over again, which is very troublesome. Another point is that changing established ideas is also laborious.
Fortunately, children can be taught!
Zhu Ping'an was very pleased and said something other than the chess pieces: "Erhua, thank you for being famous for calculating large avalanches. This idea is basically based on the effect of each move. Once the war starts, thank you for it." It must be very uncomfortable. A person cares most about what he is most proud of, but it is difficult to achieve it, and his mind will inevitably be confused. When you are on the spot, you must be good at observing words and expressions, and you must be as stable as a mountain, not in a hurry. If you have trouble, thank you. If you look like this, you will have to be decisive and resolute, and he will become more cautious and self-doubting. In this way, you will definitely win a great victory!"
"Well, senior brother, I understand!" Erhua nodded and said, "Senior brother, I am looking forward to this battle!"
Zhu Ping An stood up slowly and breathed a sigh of relief, it’s done!
Then it’s time to think about yourself!
The letter from old man Qingwei has arrived. The ancestor of Qixia, whose name is Ding Zheng, was also nicknamed Ding Pang when he was young. He knows both Qingwei and Wei Qingshan...
This person also has the magical power of flying swords, which is called "Qixia". It also comes from the inheritance of ancient Qi refiners. When the flying sword comes out, it is like a ray of sunshine. It seems to be a vast area, but what is covered in it is several strands coming from the clouds. The laser is just like watching the morning glow from the top of a mountain, it’s amazing.
To fight against it, you must not be blinded by the vastness, but feel the surging energy hidden in it!
Qingwei's letter is also Zhu Ping'an's proactive response to his letter, and Zhu Ping'an is also making complete preparations!
This ancestor of Qixia is no better than Zhao Anshi. Zhao Anshi is just a fake ninth grader. He can hurt Qingwei but he also attacks Qingwei violently and wants to kill people. Even if Qingwei is unprepared, he can't succeed.
Ancestor Qixia has been famous for decades and is also an outstanding figure of his generation. It is not easy to fight face to face.
It came with a letter and a sword from old man Qingwei.
Sword name: Bai Jue!
In the past, the fifth ancestor of the Kendo Sect came out of nowhere and defeated a generation of heroes. This sword is indispensable and is the inheritance of the Kendo Sect.
Opening the sword box, it is not eye-catching, and there are no fancy decorations. It is only three feet tall and very slender. It is completely black and has ancient inscriptions on it. In fact, Zhu Ping'an cannot understand these inscriptions, and even people in this era cannot understand them. , I think the same is true for the Luoxia Immortal Sword...
Zhu Ping An once again confirmed an idea: the ancient immortal way is now in great decline.
I wish Ping An may have caught the last train! I can't help but wonder, what would it be like if the immortals in ancient times took action? It’s really fascinating!
After holding it for a moment, it was very cold and had an extremely sharp air!
Baijue, roughly means Baijue, still means death but no life.
Zhu Ping An, who has nothing to offer, really needs such a sword, but Zhu Ping An doesn't want to keep this sword as his own. Even if Qingwei brings it, Zhu Ping An can only borrow it. The sword belongs to Sanhua Pei Xiu!
Three more days later!
In front of the Yellow Crane Tower, there was a sea of people, shoulder to shoulder, and everyone looked up!
On the river side of the roof, a huge brocade cloth hangs down, with a line of large characters from top to bottom: Duanyouqi Holy War!
Under the brocade cloth, a large iron chessboard was erected, and there were many black and white pieces made of magnets under the chessboard. It was really a grand gesture. If there is a piece upstairs, a piece will be engraved on the big chessboard, which is convenient for those who come to watch the game but cannot enter the building.
Duanyou, the year of Zhao at this moment.
This is obviously a gimmick. It was just a battle between two academies, but suddenly it became a "chess holy war", as if they were competing for the title of chess saint of an era.
In fact, the name of chess saint has not been known for many years. Wei Qingshan, the master of Jiazi in the past, once had such a title. Who can be called a chess saint?
Only when he is able to defeat a person who is admired by everyone in an era and everyone agrees that he is inferior to him, will he be respected as a chess master.
Now in the past few decades, there has been no such person who can convince everyone!
Now, the name of the chess master has emerged again, and it is nothing more than Zhao Baimeng's private operation!
There are many people coming to Weiming Academy this time, as many as a dozen. The most famous one is of course "Xuebeng Invincible" Xie You. This person is not long, about thirty years old. He is quite elegant, with fair complexion and neat beard and hair. , it really looks good.
Xie Ni is naturally also a representative of Weiming Xuegong's chess academy, and is a national player. He also has a chess waiting position in front of the emperor's hall, and even played chess with the emperor.
The troops from both sides had already taken their seats on the highest floor of the Yellow Crane Tower.
But Xie You's expression was slightly ugly, but he didn't say anything. The person behind him said: "I dare to ask Mr. Da, why is today's battle so grand? There are many scholars and ancestors from the state and county in the building, why is it outside the building? There are so many traffickers and lackeys here? Do those traffickers and lackeys understand?"
Mr. Da also smiled bitterly. He didn't know that today would be such an unprecedented event. Chess has great status in the eyes of scholars, and it also represents something with a sense of ritual.
But in the minds of traffickers and foot soldiers, how can they care about these things?
Mr. Da looked at Zhao Baimeng, who naturally answered: "There are talents in Chu land, and the people like elegant things. It is also a battle between the northern and southern schools, so it is normal for it to be more grand."
The person from Weiming Academy asked again: "Then you suddenly launched a Duanyouqi Holy War without explaining it to us first. What's the point of this?"
Zhao Baimeng replied: "Mr. Xie is a national player. No matter whether he is in the temple or among the elegant scholars, Mr. Xie has the potential to be unparalleled for a while. Besides, when it comes to chess, in the world, the northern and southern schools are the most prosperous." , this time, Mr. Xie from the North Academy came all the way, and Professor Ye from the South Academy is also a representative. This victory or defeat is worthy of the name of chess master."
Many things, once they go out of the circle, are no longer the original things, and it is not up to the parties involved!
The man from Weiming Academy looked at his teacher Xie Xi and said, "Anyway, what you did was rude!"
Is it rude? Apparently there is!
But Zhao Baimeng was able to convince everyone: "It doesn't matter...Mr. He is nothing more than a Duanyou Chess Saint. After defeating Luojia Academy, doesn’t Mr. Xie still deserve the name of a Duanyou Chess Saint?”
The man looked at Xie You again, and saw that Xie You did not speak, but sat in front of the chessboard, so the man naturally stopped talking.
Obviously, Xie You was moved, and perhaps he was also confident that he would not lose to the eleven-year-old girl in front of him. Perhaps, Xie You also had thoughts about the title of Chess Master.
This is what Zhao Baimeng knows about his personality!
The eleven-year-old girl opposite had already sat down, and now she looked back at her senior brother.
The senior brother had a very hearty smile on his face, and the little girl nodded slightly, settling her mind.
The chess game is about to begin!
Both sides stood behind each other, and Li Ding, the teacher of Luojia Academy, personally wrote and prepared to record the chess score.
But I heard a voice outside the Yellow Crane Tower echoing in the air: "Sword Dao Sect Qing'an boy, come out for a while!"
(Thank you to Li Qiye and Jushi Changqing for the reward, thank you all for your votes and follow-up reading, thank you all!)
