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Chapter 1833

Bang!

The middle-aged man took action again.

This time the game between the two has almost reached its peak.

Because of the advantages of Wuzi, the attacks of middle-aged people also became very fierce.

Even the hotness is no worse than the previous one.

This time the two of them were almost in front of the stern face.

Attack against attack.

No one can give in.

"Haha, Jiang Feng's chess finally has a disadvantage, and he is surrounded by enemies. He is watching the middle dragon be massacred. Once the middle dragon is massacred, he will never have a day to turn around!" A Go expert who knows how to do it excitedly said.

Everyone else was excited when they heard this.

A pair of hot eyes gathered on the chessboard.

I saw the black and white chessboard, and the two sides intertwined.

It entered the white-hot stage at the beginning.

And because Jiang Feng’s middle road big dragon was trapped.

This handful of Jiang Feng was no longer as easy as ever.

The last two men played an equal game without any leniency. In this way, Jiang Feng's strength was naturally further expanded.

Almost after the first step was dropped, it was all over.

However, this time it was different.

Jiang Feng has been passive since the beginning.

Seeing that Jiang Feng Dalong was about to be killed, the middle-aged man immediately turned to the middle road.

Every move is over, there is a terrifying thinking storm sweeping over.

Rumble!

Middle-aged people are getting faster and faster, and every move is like a help from God.

Jiang Feng retreated step by step and was about to lose.

"Hahahaha, Jiang Feng is not excited anymore? He is not arrogant anymore? But he is just a hot chicken. He dares to let his five sons here. He deserves to lose. Once he loses this time, his mentality will explode in the next move! He will not win even more."

Someone sneered.

Everyone laughed. In their eyes, Jiang Feng did lose this time.

And lose thoroughly.

There is no hope of turning the tables at all.

Rumble!

While both sides were attacking, Jiang Feng suddenly made a move to other places.

Seeing Jiang Feng reaching other battlefields, it seemed that he had given up on the middle lane.

The middle-aged man was completely excited.

Win.

Are you finally going to win?

He looked at Jiang Feng jokingly, and a sarcastic arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Jiang Feng, you are too arrogant, you dare to let me have so many children."

"There is indeed a gap between you and me, but how big is the gap? You are almost the same level of opponents, but you have to be so disgusting. Let me, Wuzi, now I will let you know what the real Go spirit is."

"Even the spirit of Go, even if the lion fights with rabbits, you need all your strength! As long as you don't win the final championship, you can't relax at all."

Many people were cheering, and some were even running around to tell each other.

In their opinion, Jiang Feng will undoubtedly die this time.

But at this moment, Jiang Feng sneered: "You and I are Li's opponents of the same level?"

"You still have to talk to me about the spirit of Go? Sorry, can you understand this piece here?"

As he said that, Jiang Feng fell down and placed it on the hinterland of the dragon in the middle lane. He remembered it in one second to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

The middle-aged man hesitated to look at the chess piece in the hinterland of the dragon in the middle lane.

But there is no feeling at all.

Is this move good?

Can't see it!

While he was constantly thinking about what was going on.

There was a thunder flashing through his brain.

An exaggerated and bold idea suddenly surged in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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