C936 Surviving from Death
C936 Surviving from Death
Walking in front of Loong Wei, Kimura Ta sneered disdainfully, "Loong Wei, I have long heard of your famous name. I was looking forward to fighting you."
"But now, hehe..."
Kimura Ta's words were full of sarcasm. He looked at Loong Wei as if he was looking at an ant.
Mo Bufan's face darkened when he heard what Kimura Ta said. "Mister Mu Village, Mr Loong can defeat me, but he can also defeat you. You better not be too arrogant, or else..."
Kimura Ta said with a sneer on his face, "Mo Bufan, I am only being polite to you because I respect you as a senior. You are just a loser. What right do you have to say that to me?"
"Is it not enough that you lost to me once? Do you want to lose again?"
Mo Bufan's face turned pale and his body trembled, but he had nothing to say.
He had indeed lost to Kimura Ta. No matter what, this was an unquestionable fact.
Loong Wei kept looking at Kimura Ta without saying anything.
"Loong Wei, Mo Bufan has been bragging about how powerful your chess skills are. This time, I will defeat you fair and square, and let the whole world know that all of you are cowards and trash!"
"The orthodox chess skills are in Japan!"
Gong Feiyang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and prepared to fight.
He did not want to waste time arguing with this Japanese. Violence was better than anything!
However, just as Gong Feiyang raised his hand, he was stopped by Loong Wei.
"Brother Gong, please calm down. China is a country of etiquette, we can't use force easily."
"Since this Mister Mu Village thinks that he is extraordinary, then I will defeat him in the chess game and make him admit defeat."
When Loong Wei said this, Kimura Ta immediately sneered.
However, he was afraid of Gong Feiyang, who was full of killing intent, so he didn't dare to ridicule him anymore. He snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
"Dong! Dong! Dong!" After a round of drum beats, the chess competition of the Fenghua Cup officially began.
The first round was the group match. There were a total of thirty groups competing fiercely in the private room.
The big screen in the square broadcasted the battle situation of the groups in real time.
"First round, second group, Loong Wei wins. Congratulations to Mr Loong for advancing to the second round."
"Second round, fifth group. Loong Wei has won. Congratulations to Mr Loong for advancing to the third round."
As soon as the competition started, the broadcast began to announce the results one by one.
Loong Wei would defeat his opponent in less than two minutes every time he fought. He would then return victorious.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was waiting for Kimura Ta to advance, Loong Wei would have already killed his way through the entire arena.
Mo Huayem, who was in the third group, was so nervous that her palms were covered in cold sweat.
Loong Wei's advancement speed was really too fast. If she fell behind Loong Wei by too much, it would be too shameful.
Although she had been killed by Loong Wei a long time ago, she had just scolded Loong Wei like a dog spitting blood. She said that he was forcing his father to lose to him because of his kindness.
If she lost so badly, it would be a slap in the face.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Huayem forced herself to calm down and concentrated on the game.
After five minutes, she finally won.
The third round of the competition began very quickly.
After Mo Huayem walked into the dueling room, she was stunned for a moment, and then her pretty face turned cold.
Kimura Ta, who had been waiting for her, looked at her with a sneer on his face. "There is a saying in Huaxia, 'A wise man knows when to submit to the circumstances'."
"But your Mo family is doing the opposite. It's fine if Mo Bufan loses to me, but you, your daughter, are also rushing to lose to me. How interesting."
Mo Huayem gritted her teeth, wishing she could kick this arrogant Japanese man away.
Although Mo Huayem was unhappy that her father lost to Kimura Ta, she had nothing to say. However, Kimura Ta was too shameless.
He had actually spread rumors that her father was just an embroidered pillow and did not live up to his name. He also said that China's chess path had already died and there were no chess masters at all. Dongying Country was the true heir to China's chess path!
Although she was angry in her heart, the chess match was about to begin. Mo Huayem could only suppress the anger in her heart and calm her mind.
Go was not only about chess skills, but also about who had a higher state of mind.
Even if her chess skills were not as good as Kimura Ta's, Mo Huayem was not willing to lose another round in terms of realm!
Kimura Ta was arrogant, arrogant, and domineering. This was a taboo in chess, and Mo Huayem might have a chance to beat him.
Soon, the two sat across from each other and the game officially began.
This time, Mo Huayem could be considered to have performed outstandingly and lasted for more than ten minutes under Kimura Ta's hands.
However, she still lost.
"Haha, with your strength, not to mention entering the finals, you are already very lucky to be able to participate in the competition here." Kimura Ta laughed and mocked, "Hurry up and go home and milk the baby, don't embarrass yourself here."
Mo Huayem was so angry that she gnashed her teeth. She, a virgin, was actually ridiculed by him like this. This was simply preposterous!
"Kimura Ta, don't get carried away by your arrogance. The competition is two wins out of three rounds. I will definitely beat you in the next two rounds!" Mo Huayem said angrily.
"Hahaha!" Kimura Ta laughed coldly, "If I can win one round, I can win a hundred rounds from you!"
"You and your daughter are both defeated by me. You Huaxia people are really useless!"
Loong Wei had already eliminated his opponents and returned to the resting area backstage.
"Sigh." Mo Bufan, who was sitting on the seat, sighed helplessly.
"old master, what's wrong?" Loong Wei went forward and asked in surprise.
When Mo Bufan saw Loong Wei approaching, he quickly stood up and respectfully invited Loong Wei to take a seat.
He pointed at the big screen in front of him. Mo Bufan's face turned ugly. "Hua Yan's opponent is Kimura Ta. The difference in strength between the two of them is too great. Hua Yan will definitely lose."
"It's fine if she loses the competition, but Kimura Ta is arrogant. I'm afraid that Hua Yan's mental state of chess will be destroyed by him. It will be difficult for her to improve in the future."
Loong Wei was also disgusted by Kimura Ta. He sneered. "old master, don't worry. Kimura Ta will definitely lose."
Mo Bufan was confused when he heard this. He wanted to ask more about it, but the second match between Mo Huayem and Kimura Ta had already begun.
After losing the first match and being mocked by Kimura Ta, Mo Huayem's emotions gradually became anxious and there was doubt and panic on her face.
Her state of mind was in chaos, and when she played chess, she would lose control of her moves.
Although Mo Huayem tried her best to make up for it, the situation was already showing signs of falling.
In less than two minutes after the start of the game, Mo Huayem already had nowhere to place her pieces.
"I have already said before that a woman like you, other than milk children, has nothing else to do. Quickly admit defeat and don't embarrass yourself anymore." Kimura Ta's mocking voice sounded once again.
Mo Huayem was embarrassed and angry. She hated herself for being so disappointing at the critical moment. However, the stubbornness in her heart did not allow her to admit defeat.
She held the white piece in her hand but did not fall for a long time. Time passed minute by minute. A layer of fine sweat appeared on Mo Huayem's forehead.
"Second on the right!"
Suddenly, an extremely clear voice sounded beside Mo Huayem's ear. Without any time to think, she quickly looked towards the second on the right side of the chessboard.
Immediately, her heart was filled with wild joy. What a great escape from death!
"Tap!" The white piece in Mo Huayem's hand fell and she immediately let out a long breath.