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Chapter 425

Among them, there are many old men, one by one, which can be said to be half of the Chinese Go world. Countless chess masters have come, and they are looking at chess.

But both King Weiping and Old Song were very calm.

With their status, they can afford to watch like this.

However, after some teenagers couldn't squeeze in, they had to communicate privately outside or review.

Jiang Jian stared at Song Qingling and wanted to squeeze in several times, but Song Qingling had always served behind Mr. Song, and several old men stood behind them.

If you squeeze in rashly, you will definitely be scolded.

I had no choice but to step back. I happened to meet a good friend who grabbed him and asked, "He Peng, how about it? Are you confident of getting a good ranking? The opponents who came to participate this year are very strong."

"I'm afraid it's hard for me this time."

The young man named He Peng is not much weaker than Jiang Jian. He is a well-known chess family in Jiangdong and has been passed down for decades.

There are countless masters in the family, and they have won many rankings, including all the championships in the city and province.

Logically speaking, such a family has a strong foundation, a rigorous style, and has countless famous teachers to teach it. It is no big problem to win a ranking in the Go competition, right?

But it's a good life, but fate is a mess.

Their He family can meet the top three dark horses in the quarterfinals of 36 or 18 every time! Yes, before they shine, they have become the foil of the dark horses.

The He family participated in the competition ten times, and it was like a tangle of devils. The He family went to find Feng Shui masters several times to see if their He family's ancestral land was damaged.

Otherwise, how could I remember this way?

Just like in the last session, their He family worked hard and finally cultivated a chess monster. Before participating in the competition, they had already lost a 8-dan chess king three times in a formal occasion and became famous all over the world.

When I went to participate in the competition, I went to the He family to correct my reputation, to attack the leader, and to break the devil's madness in one fell swoop.

But who would have thought that he would run into Wei Ling at the top 36!!! He threw away his armor and was defeated! He had no power to resist and was defeated in less than half an hour.

He was directly eliminated and became the biggest upset in the last competition. I don’t know how many people vomited blood and jumped off the building because of this.

Afterwards, he also challenged the fifth to two of the previous Go competition.

He was killed by the horse without exception.

Since then, he has been even more depressed and has been unsuccessful in this life.

There are people outside that he can't stand it crazy.

Some people also say that he went into seclusion and wanted to avenge his previous shame when he came out of seclusion next time.

But what is really, is unknown.

Because people only pay attention to winners, who cares about losers’ ah?

"This time the Jin family is coming in full force, and they took out three contestants at once. It seems that this is obviously for the leader this time."

He Peng sighed, "Shen Yu Axe, Wang Zheng, you monster, Song Qingling, who is currently in full swing, and the three or five people who emerged from somewhere. The chess style is also very strange. If you accidentally encounter you."

He Peng even thought that before going on the court tomorrow, he would like to ask for a lottery, meet the loser group, and never run into these monsters in the winner group.

Especially those who made him afraid of it.

Jiang Jian didn't care at all, "Don't worry, Brother He, you are very good at chess skills and will definitely win a good ranking. The only problem is that dispensable devil, it's okay."

While talking, the crowd suddenly became slightly turbulent.

Later, the old and the young came.

"Wang Zheng is here!"

Someone exclaimed, his spirits immediately tense, and he stared at him with all his heart.

Wang Zheng! As the most likely popular figure to win this game.

He easily won all four games.

In the preliminary round, all the opponents in the first three games were under tremendous pressure and admitted defeat as soon as they showed a collapse. So much so that he didn't have high points and almost dropped the rear of the car. Fortunately, he had three wins and fifteen points to save, so he was ranked at 41.

Today's competition won the opponent in less than twenty minutes.

He received no less attention than Song Qingling, after all, he has been a stolen person since the competition.

This time, the Jin family dispatched three genius players at once, with the so-called purpose being to come and snipe him! As soon as he appeared, there were immediately commotion here.

Some people also took the initiative to make some way for them.

He appeared in the middle of the crowd.

Wearing a white training suit, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, fresh and handsome, with a handsome face, anyone who sees this will sigh, what a cool young man.

The ink aroma that was born is even more touching.

Some girls in the crowd couldn't help but look at it again and again, but they didn't dare to keep looking.

"Haha, Wang Zheng is here too."

Wang Zheng followed his grandfather and approached the two old men.

Seeing Wang Zheng, King Weiping greeted him with a smile, and it was obvious that they were already very familiar with each other.

Wang Zheng nodded and smiled, "How come Grandpa Wei is so elegant today?"

After saying that, he looked at Mr. Song on the opposite side again and suddenly realized: "It turns out that Grandpa Song is present. No wonder Grandpa Wei can't help but take action and play a few small games."

"Hahaha!"

King Weiping laughed loudly, "You guy, haven't seen him for a few years, and he's still like this."

"Why, this time I came out to participate in the competition, and I was going to win the championship?"

Wang Zheng smiled but said nothing, but the look of determination to win still showed that he was prepared and full of confidence.

Suddenly, many young people in the crowd felt it was very difficult.

It's not easy to deal with! "Haha, OK, OK, but then you have to work harder. The girl in Old Man Song's family is not simple this year. If you want to win the championship, you have to pass her level."

King Weiping smiled and pointed at Song Qingling, and the language had a strong sense of inducing war.

In fact, he likes Wang Zheng more, and he had that idea at the beginning.

It's a pity that he is too elegant and formal, and his temperament tends to be feminine, without the decisiveness and murderous behavior of a big man.

I can only give up that thought.

Wang Zheng looked at Song Qingling, his eyebrows moved slightly, and his smile changed slightly, which was a little unnatural.

"Song, Miss Song..." Wang Zheng lowered his head and said hello.

"Prince Wang."

Song Qingling's tone was gentle, and nodded as a response.

But his eyes never stayed on him for a second.

A trace of bitterness flashed across the king's front.

The falling flowers are intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless.

When we first met, she was wearing two long dark green dresses, holding a paper umbrella, and kicking waves in the water, her heart was placed on her.

Ten years unforgettable.

Why did you come out to participate in this competition this time?

Isn't it because she participated?

The purpose is to narrow the distance with her. If the conditions are fast, what's wrong with King Zheng sending her to the altar?

But, this...
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