Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 339 I am just invincible in chess country
The surge in their hearts was more like a tsunami bursting out, completely destroying the psychological defense they had built before.

"Young master... Who is the young master? Why is this so, and he is proficient in this way?"

The thin old man stood up suddenly, clasped his fists in his hands, and sighed endlessly.

What's the use of high talent?
Can it be cracked?
The young man in front of him was not only able to solve the situation in a very short period of time, but also calm and calm, without arrogance or indulgence, which is rare in thousands of years.

I would call it a true genius.

"I'm just a handsome guy among the crowd."

"Not enough."

"Bring it!"

Ying Zige smiled modestly, then reached out his hand again.

"Take what?"

The two old men were taken aback again.

"Of course it's a gold medal."

Ying Zige rolled his eyes, feeling very upset.

I spent so much effort, is it really just to show off?

Ahem, it was indeed for show off.

But the most important thing is that gold medal.

With this one, there are three cards, and you can enjoy the privileges in Hanjialing.

but.

This is far from enough!

Ying Zige's goal is to collect at least five and hit seven.

Collect all seven gold medals to summon the dragon.

Since then, he has become the most beautiful boy in Hanjialing.

Only in this way can Ying Zheng be given a long face.

Let Ying Zheng know how outstanding his cheap son is.

Hearing this, the two old men looked at each other, and the tide was churning in their hearts.

You must know that although they have a lot of gold medals in their hands, such gold medals cannot be handed out casually.

The reason why they agreed to the other party and bet on the gold medal was because they absolutely never imagined that a young man could really break through an endgame.

If you say it, you are just pouring water. If you don't give the gold medal to the other party, how can you stay in Hanjialing in the future?
"Take it, son, here are your two pieces of gold."

The skinny old man sighed, and finally handed over the gold medal reluctantly.

"very good."

"I was thinking, do you have any unsolvable endgames? Let me try, one gold medal per game, how about it?"

Ying Zige smiled so happily, his eyes were full of anticipation.

"No, none of them."

The two old men fought a cold war, shaking their heads like rattles.

There is an endgame, but the problem is that this kid is so confident that he will be able to solve it.

If all the gold medals in his hand are taken by this kid.For Mr. Yin, the other testers naturally lost the chance to win the gold medal.

In this way, the rules are greatly broken.

They cannot afford the consequences.

"Or, you can give me one piece if you win two rounds."

Ying Zige couldn't get enough of it, so he continued to study induction.

"Young master, we really don't have any."

"Not really!"

The two old men continued to shake their heads and shivered at the same time.

How strong is this kid?

It seems to be determined to win.

The more this is the case, the more impossible it is to gamble with this kid.

"That's good, I'll shoot for one dollar! If I lose, I'll give away the gold medal with both hands!"

Ying Zige gritted his teeth and continued to increase the main bet.

"hiss!"

The eyes of the two old men suddenly widened, and they shivered.

This Nima!
Since he dared to make such a bet, it shows that this kid is proficient in the world's endgame.

It is impossible to win if you bet against him.

The two trembled all over.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I haven't eaten today. Brother, how about the two of us going to eat?"

"Not bad, my stomach is already rumbling. As we all know, three meals a day are very important. If you don't eat them, you may endanger your stomach."

"Yes, yes, let's go eat quickly."

The two old men shrank their heads, picked up the chess game at the speed of light, and then walked away.

"It's... a pity, I only got two gold medals."

Ying Zige shook his head involuntarily, with regret on his face, then turned to look at the two elders in Hanjialing.

Then I couldn't help being taken aback.

These two old men looked dumbfounded, they really didn't have any majesty at all.

"You...how on earth did you do it?"

"Can you really break the world's mess?"

Han Long kept adjusting his breathing, even so, his breathing was a little uneven in the shock.

"The world chess game? Don't dare to be."

Ying Zige shook his head modestly.

"call!"

The two old men breathed a sigh of relief.

Just to put it bluntly, this kid is young, so how could he know the world chess game?

It must be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the court. A top rider once solved this situation all night, and finally found the solution and taught it to this kid.

To put it simply, this kid is just a blind cat and a dead mouse.

It's pure luck.

The two old men could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Who knew that at this moment...

"Knowing the chess game in the world and not daring to play it, it's just that you look around the world and don't meet your opponent."

"There are three endgame 360s, and I am proficient in each."

"There are even some endgames that you have never seen or heard of. I can easily create unsolvable situations."

"Of course, the so-called unsolvable situation means that no one can crack it except me."

Ying Zige smiled modestly again, this time it was too modest.

Boom!
The eyes of the two old men suddenly widened, and their eyes were full of shock.

She couldn't help looking at Ying Zige suspiciously.

If this kid is bragging...

But every one of the awesome things he boasted has come true.

But if he can really do it...

How could a young person have such strength?

"It's almost time, it's time to have a good meal."

"Help me find a good tavern, I must have a big meal today."

Ying Zige snapped his fingers and was in a good mood.

"My lord, can you do me a favor? Come to my Su Mansion and tell me!"

At this moment, Su Changfeng clasped his fists with both hands, with a gentle smile on his face, and his tone was full of respect.

"who are you?"

Ying Zige asked suspiciously.

"I'm here, Su Changfeng. My father is the richest man here. The young master I met today is as handsome as jade, which is really admirable."

"There are so many rare and delicious things in my house, why bother to go in and out of taverns?"

Su Changfeng bent down and smiled slightly.

Whether it is tone or momentum, it is so refreshing.

"Well, if that's the case, then I won't be polite."

"Go!"

Ying Zige laughed, but he wasn't too polite.

"Son!"

The two old men from Hanjialing suddenly took a step forward and reminded them in a low voice.

According to the rules of Hanjialing, those who hold a gold medal can enter Hanjialing for trials.

Under normal circumstances, only the selected Tianjiao will have the opportunity to enter Hanjialing with a gold medal in hand.

But the problem is.

Those who have not been selected and have high self-esteem will be very unwilling and will go to win the gold medal.

(End of this chapter)