"Hahaha……"

Song Confucian scholar shook his head mysteriously, turned around and said, "I have told you all the way to play chess last time. Do you still remember it clearly now?"

Yang Chen thought to himself, since Scholar Song refused to tell what the purpose of this game today was, then maybe he had his own arrangements.

So Yang Chen stopped worrying about this, so he nodded and said, "I have recorded everything. I still remember the methods and rules of leaving."

"Have you thought about it carefully after class?" asked again.

Yang Chen paused.

I have to say that Mr. Song’s guess is really accurate.

To be honest, Yang Chen later, on the way to the East China Sea and during the period of serious injury and coma, in order not to let himself fall asleep completely and to try to keep himself awake, he really thought about some of the rules and principles of Shanqi again.

"I have thought about it, but I am stupid and have no special opinions, haha." At this point, Yang Chen smiled calmly.

Song Rusheng nodded with satisfaction: "I'll come to you today, not for anything else. I'm just having nothing to do today. I've found a few students who are quite good at studying chess on weekdays. Play chess with you and kill time."

"I see."

Yang Chen nodded: "It's great, I'm worried that I won't have the chance to have a half-day free time, haha."

As he said that, Yang Chen took his seat without hesitation.

While Yang Chen sat down, the students on the other side did not sit down. It was thought that the Song Confucian scholar specially explained that he should respect and respect Yang Chen with great respect.

Song Confucian scholar said: "I'll introduce it first..."

"These eight are all my disciples, Zigui, Johnson, Bayern, Ao Shen..."

"The four people here are Xiang Fei, Gai Peng, Gu Cun, and Liu Cheng..."

After listening to the master's introduction, these eight disciples stepped forward in a neat way. In the highest interests of scholars, they came to Yang Chen and bowed in front of him, "I have seen Mr. Yang..."

"I've seen Mr. Yang..."

"I've seen Mr. Yang..."

Yang Chen nodded heavily and clasped his fists: "Luckily, you don't need to be polite to me. In fact, I will be listed as the first to accept the teachings of Mr. Song. Everyone is my senior..."

"I dare not, Mr. Yang, please sit down..."

"I'm afraid, Mr. Yang, please..."

"good."

After some etiquette, both sides took their seats one after another.

At this time, Yang Chen found that all the eight people on the other side were sitting at the other end of the chess, that is, the one where he played against him.

This surprised Yang Chen very much. In fact, it was a bit strange at the beginning. If we were playing chess today, how would so many people play? Two people are enough for both sides of chess.

Now, so many people are sitting opposite them, it is even more embarrassing. Could it be that if you want to let yourself be alone and play with eight people on the other side?

"this……"

Yang Chen became even more strange and looked up at Mr. Song who was standing aside and silently.

Song Xueshi said: "That's right, it's just a competition. You can fight against the eight of them with your own strength. There is no need to click to stop. The chess game will not be bloody, just win or lose."

"This is absolutely not possible..."

Yang Chen is afraid of this!

Now that he heard Song Rusheng say this, he was immediately stunned!

Get up quickly.

"This is really presumptuous, Master Song, how can this be? I am stupid and ignorant, so how can I play against your disciples? Besides, one fights eight?"

Yang Chenxin said, you old man is really bad, you look down on me too much, right?

It is logical that I had to deal with these people, just a chess game, just click to finish, it's OK,

However, on the way to the private school of Niping Lane on Zigui riding a big buffalo, a drop of blood saved the injured hare in the grass, and said that his brothers and brothers all had unique skills. From that moment on, Yang Chen felt that all of the disciples of Song Confucian were not simple!

Although this group of disciples, Xiang Fei, Gai Peng, Gu Cun, Liu Cheng... all look half-aged, and the oldest looks only sixteen or seventeen years old. However, the depth in the eyes is definitely not something that a teenager can express...

And in the meantime, didn’t Fuyao also call Song Rushen a teacher?

Yang Chen analyzed that he was afraid that all the disciples around Song Rusheng were big names with good identities and methods.

How can I fight against eight by one?

"Hahaha……"

When Song Rushen saw Yang Chen say this, he laughed cheerfully: "Just killing time, Mr. Yang, don't be polite..."

"But this..."

Yang Chen always felt that it was a bit inappropriate.

However, after several rulings, Song Rusheng's plan seemed to have not changed from beginning to end. Obviously, he set this situation on purpose on purpose. After everything was ready and planned, he asked Zigui to find his own. How could it change?

"well……"

Yang Chen shook his head helplessly.

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, he finally punched around and had to nod.

The old man's voice also came from the Tongshan Mountain: "Boy, this Song Confucian scholar is a great charity. Since he has arranged this way, he must have his plans and ideas. Don't push back. For you, even if it is not a good thing, it is definitely not a bad thing!"

"Well... OK."

The old man said this, and Yang Chen had to nod and respond. However, before sitting down to play chess with the eight people on the other side, Yang Chen stood up again and bowed to the eight people: "Everyone, since Master Song has such an arrangement, I have to respect myself rather than obey my duty. I offend you more, please forgive me..."

"It's okay, Mr. Yang, don't be too polite, please..."

"please……"

"Please, Mr. Yang..."

Everyone bowed.

The chess game is spread out and good chess begins.

Seeing this scene, Song Rusheng was very satisfied, but his expression was solemn. From the moment the game started, all the expressions on his face were put away...

As the saying goes, you will be at peace after you come.

Yang Chen has nothing to say.

Since you want to win or lose, you can only try your best to win!

It is definitely not easy to deal with eight people, eight heads, and sixteen hands by themselves. Therefore, Yang Chen thought about it and chose a way to go astray from the beginning, and did the opposite... There is great evil hidden in the great good!

In fact, it is to integrate the invincible way of killing and decisiveness when Queen Fuyao once played with her into the great good...

Soon, the chess pieces in their hands advanced together, attacked and suppressed, and galloped towards the opponent's camp...

With the neighing of the horse, the chessboard is like a battlefield, and there is no smoke of gunpowder but it is thunder in full swing...
Chapter completed!