Yan Jiuxi, who was sitting beside Su Mo, reminded in a low voice.
"Of course, I have never played against a third-level chess player before, just to see it today."
Su Mo smiled faintly, without the slightest worry in his words.
Yan Jiuxi saw Su Mo's so confident look, and a smile appeared on Qiao's face.
"it is good!"
When Father Zhao heard Su Mo's words, he couldn't help but admire: "With this attitude alone, he deserves to be Xia's first genius!"
Father Zhao didn't expect that Su Mo would dare to play chess with himself after he knew he was a third-level chess player. This courage alone was not something ordinary people could have.
"Xiaotian, go get the chessboard, today I will have a good game with Su Mo."
Zhao Tian: "..."
He glanced at Su Mo helplessly, and honestly went to get the chessboard.
No way, he did everything he could, and he couldn't stop it!
Zhao Tian can already imagine the picture of Su Mo's fiasco...
Taking advantage of this short period of effort, everyone tried their best to persuade Su Mo.
Wang Ye: "Boss, uncle is a three-level chess player, why are you playing chess with him?"
Zhang Xiaochuan: "Yeah, boss, you are the undefeated God of War in my heart, why do you want to kill yourself?"
Zhao Linger: "Su Mo, you are a little irrational!"
Ma Lili: "Don't say you are a third-level player, you are a first-level player, Su Mo, it is difficult for you to win!"
An Ran looked at Su Mo with complicated eyes, she didn't know what Su Mo was thinking.
Regarding everyone's words, Su Mo didn't take any thoughts. He knew what he was saying now, and everyone would not believe it.
Instead of doing this, it is better to wait to speak with facts.
Level three player?
Had it not been for Su Mo who wanted to try Go to master this skill, he wouldn't bother to abuse it.
That's right, it's abuse of food!
The Go masters rewarded by the system are proficient, how can it be impossible to match a third-level player?
Yan Jiuxi gently pulled La Su Mo's hand, and after Su Mo turned his head, a pair of beautiful eyes blinked at Su Mo and smiled sweetly.
"Xiao Mo, come on!"
The simple four words contained Yan Jiuxi's trust in Su Mo.
No one believes in Su Mo?
It doesn't matter, no matter when, she will choose to believe in her own Xiaomo!
Su Moming knew that Zhao's father was a third-level chess player, but still dared to play chess with him.
Obviously, Su Mo is very confident in himself. In that case, what reason does Yan Jiuxi have not to believe in his Xiao Mo?
Within a few minutes, Zhao Tian brought a high-grade wooden chessboard.
After everything was done, Su Mo and Father Zhao sat opposite each other.
"Uncle, then I will come first."
Su Mo smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it among the sunspots. His action made the eyes of Father Zhao bright.
"Yes, I didn't expect that Su Mo, you actually know Go?"
"I saw it on TV before."
Su Mo smiled modestly and said, "Uncle, please."
"Single!" Father Zhao said.
Hearing this, Su Mo's hand stretched out slowly, two black chess pieces lying quietly in his palm.
"Uncle, then I will come first."
Su Mo took the black first, without any consideration, directly fell behind.
Father Zhao's response was also quite casual, and in his heart Su Mo was determined to lose.
In a blink of an eye, Su Mo had already spread out a three-star layout, and when Father Zhao saw this scene, he was a little serious.
As time goes by, there are more and more chess pieces on the board.
Su Mo's placement speed was still so fast, as if he didn't need to think about it. Every time after Zhao's father placed his son, he directly followed the placement.
On the other hand, Father Zhao, with more and more pieces on the chessboard, his move speed is getting slower and slower.
Slowly, Father Zhao discovered something was wrong, and he seemed to have fallen into Su Mo's killing without knowing it.
When Zhao's father realized this, the trend was over.
Su Mo looked at Father Zhao, who was uncertain, and smiled faintly.
"Uncle, do you want to continue?"
This game of chess is over, and White has no life, and it is just a waste of time to continue.
Father Zhao: "..."
Careless!
Father Zhao's first reaction was that he was careless. He didn't expect Su Mo's Go level to be so high.
He didn't even figure out when he fell into Su Mo's layout.
This……
The group of people who heard Su Mo's words were dumbfounded.
what's the situation?
Shouldn't this be said from Father Zhao's mouth?
How did the roles change?
Everyone was even more shocked and still behind. The hand that Father Zhao held in the air trembled, and he took the chess piece back unwillingly.
"I lost, let's have another round."
Everyone: "..."
Father Zhao lost?
Isn't he a third-level player?
Is Su Mo's Go level so good?
Can't even a third-level player beat him?
This……
Standing behind Su Mo, Yan Jiuxi waved a small fist excitedly.
She knew that her own Xiao Mo would not lose...
Zhao Tian looked at the time, only ten minutes had passed, his father lost?
What's the situation?
"Dad, did you lose this game of chess?" Zhao Tian asked tentatively.
Suddenly, everyone looked at Father Zhao.
When Father Zhao heard his son's question, his old face was also embarrassed.
Cough
"It was a bit careless just now, two wins in three games, come on, continue."
Everyone: "..."
Why does this sound so far-fetched?
Su Mo didn't say anything about this, and directly began to collect the pieces.
Second round.
The two exchanged chess pieces, and Zhao's father took the black first. This time he learned to be clever and didn't dare to be careless.
From the beginning, Zhao's father launched a fierce attack, eager to save his face as a third-level player.
Facing Zhao's father's offensive, Su Mo was calm and calm.
The onlookers, although they could not understand Go, they all discovered a terrible situation.
That is Su Mo playing chess, without thinking at all, it's just like a robot!
Every time Father Zhao just settled his son, Su Mo followed him closely...
Looking at Su Mo, who was extremely calm, everyone except Yan Jiuxi looked suspicious of life.
Is it so powerful?
Opposite is a third-level player!
How do you feel, Su Mo is very relaxed?
As the chess game progressed, Zhao's father slowly found something wrong again, and he seemed to have fallen into Su Mo's trap again.
What is this ?
When he discovered this, Zhao's father was about to cry. When was the cloth game?
Why doesn't he feel at all?
This was the first time Father Zhao experienced this feeling of aggrieved feeling.
Looking at Father Zhao, who was thinking with his head down, Su Mo was not worried, and waited silently.
In fact, this game is over.
Father Zhao thought about this move for nearly five minutes before he settled slowly.
Seeing this, Su Mo didn't hesitate, and directly blocked the vitality of black chess at the small corner.
Father Zhao was silent for a long time before he slowly raised his head and smiled bitterly.
"I lost."
