For a moment, Yin Shengfu's breathing became urgent, like a madman, studying the chess game on the table.

Can be studied more.

The more he felt the gap between himself and Yi Feng.

What scares him most is that he didn't find any clues before, and even thought that Yi Feng was playing chess without rules.

But when he found that the last chess piece could not fall, he suddenly found that he had lost. Recalling Yi Feng's seemingly disorganized falling chess, it was actually a game step by step.

And on one side of the barren path and dream from the immortal also found clues.

In his mouth, he took a breath at the same time.

It never occurred to me that Yi Feng had such high attainments in chess besides his piano skills.

I thought Yi Feng lost, but I didn't expect Yin Shengfu to lose.

This reversal is unbelievable to them.

What makes the three people feel incredible is not only that.

Because if you run through Yi Feng's chess pieces, you will find that the whole chess game has become a vast star map, in which a deep breath lingers.

The power of the road.

It's the power of the road again.

Hiss!

The three were almost crazy at this moment.

It's not agreed that one person is only good at one thing. Why does Yi Feng also contain such a powerful power of the road in addition to his piano skills and chess skills?

This is against the law of God!

I couldn't help but see that Huang Wujing and Meng Lixian looked at each other and saw a strong shock from each other's eyes.

Although they can't understand why Yi Feng can master the two, at least for now, they underestimated Yi Feng before.

Even more ridiculous, they comforted Yi Feng and worried that Yi Feng would feel unhappy because of losing chess.

Now it seems that they think too much!

However, although this chess game contains a strong power of the road, the barren path and dream can not be understood, even Yin Shengfu.

Because the chess played by Yi Feng is too profound, just like a martial spirit. Even if you put a piece of imperial martial arts in front of him, he can't practice it. He just knows that it's powerful but can't understand it.

Of course, even if you can't understand it, a gifted person can grasp something.

And Yin Shengfu is just like this at the moment.

Although he lost completely in Yi Feng's hands, his achievements in chess are obvious to all.

He pondered Yi Feng's chess game and always felt that he had grasped something, but what was specific was somewhat ethereal.

But he knew that as long as he grasped and understood this point, his chess skills would rise to a higher level and enter a new realm.

I can't help it.

He trembled and looked at Yi Feng.

Because he firmly believes that as long as he plays another game with Yi Feng, even if he can't understand the power of the road, as long as he guesses the layout of each move of Yi Feng, he will be able to understand this.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

Yi Feng said while drinking.

And the tone was not polite.

"Er..."

Hearing the speech, Yin Shengfu's face was full of embarrassment and embarrassment, but he bowed shamelessly and said, "the elder has excellent chess skills. I have no eyes. The younger generation has the courage to ask the elder to have another game with the younger generation."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yi Feng immediately felt interesting.

When I wanted to play chess with him just now, I was afraid of wasting his time and tarnishing his chessboard. I looked like a dead mother. Now I see that he can play chess, he knelt and licked immediately, and even called the elder?

"Didn't you say, only the next game?"

Yi Feng sneered with disdain: "this is you."

Hearing the speech, Yin Shengfu's face was extremely embarrassed. He quickly explained: "I benefited a lot from the game with the elder just now. Just now I said this without eyes. Now I take it back. I just hope the elder can play the next game with me."

"If you say take it back, take it back?"

Yi Feng sneered with disdain.

Yin Shengfu's face was ugly, but he still bowed and said, "it's the younger generation's fault. I hope the elder will give me a chance to communicate."

"No."

Yi Feng refused directly and said impolitely, "your food is like a force. You can't even compare with Uncle Zhao, who sells tofu in my hometown vegetable market. You deserve to talk to me?"

"Hum, I don't have time to waste time with you. You'd better play by yourself."

With that, he waved his palm directly and ignored the goods.

After all, Yi Feng still recognizes that reason. If he respects others, others also respect him; Those who disrespect others should be treated in their own way.

Originally, it was like 250000 yuan. Yi Feng really thought he was powerful. He was looking forward to giving him some experience in chess.

But now it seems that it is a living colored pen.

Yi Feng's unkind words directly made Yin Shengfu's old face red.

Pooh!

A mouthful of old blood vomited out, and he sat down on the ground, his face pale to the extreme, full of depression.

Because Yi Feng said he was a vegetable force, it directly broke his heart.