Next year's Go competition will be his time to shine.

If it goes well, it will be fine if it falls to become the youngest Nine-Dan national player in the country! However, if something happens to this evening, the arm will be cut off on the spot.

The entire right hand was shattered, the nerves were damaged, and there was no consciousness anymore.

This, for a chess player, is a devastating blow! His hand has been insured by over one million!! Now, his future, his life, everything about him has been destroyed! "That is known, why bother asking again."

Xu Lai's face was calm, and there seemed to be a hint of irony between his eyebrows and eyes.

Xia Zhiwu was stunned.

This tone, this posture.

Who is this?

Are there such people in this circle?

He thought he was already crazy enough that there were not many people inside and outside the circle dared to provoke him, but in front of Xu Lai, he was not even as good as a younger brother! He was domineering and arrogant, and he was determined to chase the world and look down on all life.

The powerful aura made the air solidify slightly within ten meters of the radius, and many people retreat involuntarily.

Xia Zhiwu was also a little worried. He had been roaming in Yucheng for many years and had seen many people, but there were few such momentum.

But, so what?

What is his identity and when has he been so abused?

Not only will this person be abolished in the future, but he still doesn't know that he is doing nothing.

Is it possible that I, Xia Zhiwu, have no signs in Yucheng?

Or do you look down on his entire Xia family?

The Xia family is not a family of eunuchs doing business, but it is a pure and traditional Go family. They can rank among the top five in China, and their prestige and reputation are resounding throughout the country.

As the future of the Xia family, he shoulders the honor of the Xia family for the next thirty years.

But now it's been destroyed?

Wouldn't he still ruin his Xia family's future?

This is not a trivial matter.

Mr. Song and the other old men realized the seriousness of the situation and exchanged glances with each other.

Later, Mr. Song walked out and said, "Call for medical treatment first, and we will discuss other things later."

Xia Zhiwu gritted his teeth, raised his hand angrily, and roared fiercely: "Grandpa Song, look at my hand, will I be saved when I send it to the hospital?"

The flesh and bones are in powder shape and squeezed into a ball.

Because his injuries were too terrifying, his entire arm had been necrotic and he could not feel the pain until now, only numbness and weakness.

Mr. Song felt a little incredible.

The power of the five fingers caused such damage.

What kind of finger force is this?

Is the military force so powerful?

"Little bastard, I don't care who you are or what kind of relationship is with Mr. Song. You have to use my hand to kill me. Today I want you to repay ten cups and hundreds of times!"

"I not only want to destroy your hands and feet, but also dig out your tongue and eyes, so that you can become a human being!"

"Otherwise, you will never understand how big a mistake you made and what kind of existence you provoke!!"

Xia Zhiwu almost wanted to lose his mind, his face was ferocious, his eyes were terrifying, and he was hoarse.

He shouted out, and the man seemed to have regained some dignity and glared at Old Song.

As if, if Mr. Song stopped him, he would also clean up Mr. Song.

Mr. Song felt embarrassed.

He didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

The original intention was to introduce a chess saint to know several people, but he never thought that Xia Zhiwu, who was accompanying him, would be so rude and eventually cause such trouble.

It can be said that he became like this and it was entirely his own fault.

However, Xu Lai's punishment was too heavy, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Very good, ambitious, I like it."

Xu Lai held the teacup in his hand, turned his body away, looked at Xia Zhiwu with a smile, and said gently and without fluctuations: "I have been fighting for several years, from being bullied by unknown soldiers to reaching the top, invincible in the world. I don't know how many people are in the middle of the journey, and I want to block my way, and I want to be enemies with me."

"Do you know, what will happen to them in the end?"

Xia Zhiwu: ".

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This expression, this tone.

Xia Zhiwu's back felt cold and he felt that he was being targeted by the god of death and his soul had nowhere to rest.

"What, what's the ending?"

Xia Zhiwu subconsciously asked and stuttered.

Xu Lai smiled indifferently, cleaned up the mountains and rivers, drank a sip of tea, and ignored him.

How does the ending end?

Of course, he died and fell into boundless hell! "Damn it, who are you scaring!"

Xia Zhiwu felt angry again, but facing Xu Lai's strong ambition, he obviously lacked confidence.

But who knew that Xu Lai was no longer on him, and he handed the teacup back to Yushan behind him, nodded to Song Qingling, who was still dazed: "Another plate."

"Ah, again, come again..." Song Qingling woke up from a dream, her teeth trembled slightly, and she kept biting on her red lips, very scared.

But I was reluctant to give up such an opportunity.

After a violent struggle inside, she adjusted her sitting position and held her back again: "Then, I will thank you for your advice."

Song Qingling got into the state very quickly.

It seems soft, but it falls when the wind blows.

In fact, it is tough and rather fail than surrender.

This is quite similar to Chu Lianxin in terms of this point, but it is essentially different.

She still doesn't have the mind that Chu Lianxin has.

It seems calm, but in fact it is very courageous and depends entirely on cultivation. The hand holding the child is obviously shaking.

But in order to learn superb chess skills, she gritted her teeth and persevered, trying to overcome this tremor.

"No need to be polite, just treat me as your usual opponent."

Seeing her nervousness, Xu Lai smiled and raised something.

"yes."

Song Qingling smiled and Xu Laizhiyan immediately brought her a lot closer to each other, making her happy.

"Sir, have we started?"

Song Qingling had already raised the chess piece, his beautiful eyes were shining, and he looked at it in a bright light.

Xu Lai smiled knowingly and nodded, and Song Qingling made a quick move.

"Grass, I want to see when can you pretend to be?"

After calling for help, Xia Zhiwu stumbled over with his eyes red.

It is no secret that he loves Song Qingling.

If he hadn't been jealous, how could he come up and plan to give Xu a warning?

At this time, I saw the two of them sitting at the table again, and they were talking happily as if no one was watching.

Deep down, he was extremely humiliated and could not calm down! He had never seen such a rampant and ignorant thing in his life! "Wait, if you don't let you kneel and crawl away from here today, I, Xia Zhiwu, will eat shit!"

Xia Zhiwu was furious when he was rushing to his head.

Can.

On the spot, Xu Lai and Song Qingling played chess pieces, exchanged chess pieces, and gave advice from time to time to change her style of making moves. The two gradually became better, chatting and laughing, laughing like bells.

Such a strange scene made Old Song and the other three old men beside him dumbfounded.

This aura.

This confidence.

This courage.

Isn't it too domineering?

The whole audience was dead silent.

Only the sound of chess pieces falling from the plate sounded.

The crisp and elegant eyes are loud and sound.

After that, every time the son fell, Xu Lai's teachings would sound.

Song Qingling was like a primary school student, sitting upright and listening carefully. Whenever he was at an excellent moment, he would show a revelation look. When he saw Xu Lai smiling and looking, he immediately blushed and bowed his head.
Chapter completed!