Heaven-defying Shuangjue arrogant concubine

Chapter 169 Thirst for Talent
"Crack, clap!!!" There was thunderous applause, and the world was settled with one punch. This was a match that made their hearts beat faster and made them unbelievable. It had just begun and ended.

"Mo Xintong, win!" Yang Chun was overjoyed, he had seen clearly how she made the move, but unless this kind of budgeting method was extremely accurate, no one would dare to take the risk.

This kind of her is like a strong man with far-sighted calculations, which makes people unattainable.

She is improving every day, but he is still standing still, determined that he will go to retreat after this matter is over, just to shorten the distance between him and her.

Ao Meiyu stared at those angry eyes, and was robbed of the limelight again, hum!Can you still laugh tomorrow?

Not far away, a pair of gloomy eyes shot over, unexpectedly, there are still two strikes, so what if the skill is fast?Can it be faster than the mental power that follows like a shadow?
Mo Xintong sensed that pair of malicious eyes, let him be happy for another night, sometimes pretending to be stupid is also a strategy.

"Today's promotion competition is over. Twenty people will participate in tomorrow's class competition. These twenty people include Yao Xiangyang, Mo Xintong, Sakura Fairy, Ao Meiyu, Bai Jue, Hao Shuai..." Half of the names behind Mo Xintong doesn't know anyone.

"Tomorrow's class competition will be played in the form of a draw, and the remaining six players will enter the championship competition the day after tomorrow."

"This is the end of today's competition. I hope all the students will perform well tomorrow morning." Yang Chun, as the host, said some encouraging words.

When he finished his work and came back to look for her, he didn't see her beautiful figure again, so he couldn't help but felt a sense of loss.

"Senior Brother Yang, can I ask you a question? That..." A woman's question diverted his emotions.

Yang Chun is also a good-looking talent, handsome and unrestrained, coupled with an excellent temper, his prestige in Qilin Academy is second only to the elders, so there is no shortage of women around him.

Mo Xintong returned to Xianwu Mountain, meditated on the bed and woke up in the middle of the night.

"Are you there?" The message was sent out, but there was no reply.

In the Wind and Rain Pavilion, Ye Qianhan's fingers on his knees vibrated, and the other hand held a teacup.

"Just now, it's your turn."

"You are too good." Sikong stared at the chessboard in front of him, hesitating about the white piece in his hand.

"It's not that I'm good, it's that you are too stupid."

"I forgot, okay?" The corner of Sikong's mouth twitched, dammit, can it not hurt him?

"Playing chess is the same as being a person and doing things. If you are hesitant and hesitate, then you will give your opponent a chance to take advantage of the loopholes." Ye Qianhan has said a lot in the past two days, the truth is endless, important The most important thing is that the other party can accept it.

And this method is not targeted, and the other party is willing to accept it.

Sikong just benefited a lot from playing chess every night, now he lacks actual combat experience, and he is eager to seek talents for the truth introduced by these actual combat.

"Just like now, while you are hesitating which way to go, I have already thought about the possibility of any way you want to go, and what kind of defense measures? And I can also figure out which way you will go next. trick?"

"It's so awesome, then I don't want to think about it, just take any one, the road will be straight when it reaches the bridge." Sikong Gang is very teachable.

"Wrong, every step is critical, directly affecting the general's life and death."

"Then what should we do? This won't work, and that won't work. It's better to abandon a son."

"Abandon one piece at each step, and you've lost before the battle begins."

(End of this chapter)