Kimura Tuo doesn't care about Mo Huayan's threat, and doesn't look her in the eye at all.
Walking in front of Longwei, Kimura Tuo disdains to sneer: "Longwei, I've heard your name for a long time, and I was looking forward to fighting with you."
"But now, ha ha..."
Kimura Tuo's words are full of irony. Looking at Longwei's eyes is like looking at ants.
When Kimura Tuo said that, his face sank: "Mr. Kimura, if Mr. long can win me, he can also win you. You'd better not be too arrogant, otherwise..."
Kimura Tuo said with a sneer: "I respect you as a senior. I'm only polite to you. You are a defeated general. What's your qualification to say something to me?"
"Is it not enough for you to lose to me once? Do you want to lose again?"
Mo Bufan's face was livid, his whole body trembled, but he was speechless.
He did lose to Kimura Tuo, no matter what, this is an indisputable fact.
Long Wei has been silent looking at Kimura Tuo.
"Long Wei, you always boast about how powerful your chess skills are. This time, I will defeat you openly and let the whole world know that you Chinese are cowards and trash!"
"The orthodoxy of chess is in Japan!"
Gong Feiyang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and tried to fight.
He doesn't want to talk to this Japanese devil. Violence is better than anything!
However, Gong Feiyang just raised his hand and was stopped by Longwei.
"Brother Gong, don't be impatient for a while. China is a land of etiquette. You can't use force easily."
"Since Mr. Kimura is very proud of himself, I'll beat him in the chess match and let him lose."
As soon as long Wei said this, Kimura Tuo immediately sneered.
However, he was afraid of Gong Feiyang, who was full of murderous spirit. He didn't dare to make any more sarcastic remarks. With a cold hum, he turned and left.
"Dong Dong Dong!" A burst of drums, Fenghua cup go competition officially began.
The first is the group match, which is divided into 30 groups, competing fiercely in the private room.
The big screen on the square broadcast the battle situation of each team in real time.
"The first round, the second group, long Weisheng, congratulations on Mr. Long's promotion to the second round."
"The second round, the fifth group, long Weisheng, congratulations on Mr. Long's promotion to the third round."
As soon as the game started, the broadcast began to announce one by one.
In less than two minutes of each match, Long Wei directly smashed his opponent and won.
If it wasn't for the promotion of Kimura, I'm afraid Longwei would have killed all the players.
The third group of Mo Hua Yan, nervous palms are all cold sweat.
Longwei's promotion speed is too fast. If she falls behind Longwei too much, it will be too humiliating.
Although she had been killed by Longwei for a long time, just now she told Longwei that he was taking advantage of his kindness and self-respect to force his father to lose to him.
If you lose so badly, it's a shame.
After taking a deep breath, Mo Huayan forced herself to calm down and concentrate on playing chess.
Five minutes later, it was a close victory.
The third round will start soon.
Mo Hua Yan walked into the fight room and was stunned, and then her pretty face became cold.
"You have a saying in China that those who know current affairs are heroes," he said with a sneer
"You Mo's family do the opposite. It's funny that you, as a daughter, even lose to me."
Mo Hua Yan's silver teeth clenched, hoping to kick this arrogant Japanese man away.
Father lost to Kimura Tuo, Mo Hua Yan is not happy, but there is nothing to say, but Kimura Tuoshi is too shameless.
He even preached that her father was an embroidered pillow, which was not worthy of the name. He also said that Huaxia chess was dead, and there were no chess masters at all. Japan was the orthodox successor of Huaxia chess!
Although the heart is angry, but the game is about to start, Mo Hua Yan can only suppress his anger, let his mood calm down.
Go, competition is not only chess, more than whose mood is higher.
Even if the chess skill is not as good as Kimura Tuo, Mo Huayan is not willing to lose another city in the realm!
Kimura Tuo is arrogant, arrogant and domineering, which is a big taboo in chess. Mo Huayan may not have no chance to win him.
Soon, the two people sat opposite each other, and the game began.
This time, Mo Hua Yan played at a super level and lasted for ten minutes under Kimura Tuo.
Still, I lost.
"Ha ha, don't mention your strength to enter the finals. It's bad luck to be here." Kimura Tuo laughed and sneered, "go home and nurse the baby. Don't be a disgrace here."
Mo Hua Yan was so angry that she gnashed her teeth. How could she be ridiculed by him!
"Kimura Tuo, don't get carried away. The game is two wins in three innings. I'm sure I'll win you in the next two innings!" Mo Hua Yan said angrily."Ha ha ha!" Kimura Tuo sneered, "if I can win you one game, I can win you 100 games!"
"Your father and daughter are both defeated by me. You Chinese are really useless people who don't know chess."
Longwei has already eliminated his opponent and returned to the resting place backstage.
"Alas." All the people in the seat sighed helplessly.
"What's the matter, old man?" Long Wei came forward and asked in surprise.
All see Longwei near, quickly get up, respectfully ask Longwei to take a seat.
Pointing to the front of the big screen, all face ugly: "Hua Yan's opponent is Kimura Tuo, the two strength gap is too big, Hua Yan will lose no doubt."
"It's OK to lose the game, but Kimura Tuo is arrogant. I'm afraid Hua Yan's go mood will be destroyed by him. It's hard to improve in the future."
Long Wei is also disgusted with Kimura extension, sneer: "don't worry, old man, Kimura extension will lose."
Mo Bufan was confused and just wanted to ask, but the second game between Mo Huayan and Kimura Tuo has already started.
Lose a game first, and be mocked by Kimura tuohao, Mo Hua Yan mood gradually anxious up, look suspicious panic.
In a disordered state of mind, playing chess is often confused.
Although Mo Huayan tried to make up for it, the situation has turned upside down.
In less than two minutes, Mo Hua Yan had nowhere to go.
"I have said for a long time that a woman like you is good for nothing but sucking a baby. Give up and don't be shameful again." Kimura taunts again.
Mo Hua Yan is both shy and angry. She hates that she is so frustrated at the critical moment, but her stubborn heart doesn't allow her to admit defeat.
Holding the white son in hand, but he didn't fall. As time went by, a layer of sweat oozed from Mo Hua Yan's forehead.
"Second from the right!"
Suddenly, a clear voice rang out in Mo Hua Yan's ear. Without time to think about it, she quickly looked to the second right position of the chessboard.
Suddenly in the heart ecstasy, a good desperate!
"Ta!" Mo Hua Yan's white son fell down in her hand and took a breath.
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