I Just Won't Play By The Book

When he saw the piece that MO Xia had placed in his middle, Jiang Beiran placed the white piece that he had just taken out back into the chess box and started to think seriously.

‘Phew… Phew…’

MO Xia’s breathing quickened and he clenched his fists tightly when he saw how serious his senior brother was.

Xia.”

“Yes!” MO Xia immediately sat up straight and replied.

“Your hand embedding is becoming more and more divine. Not bad.”

The so-called embedded hand was a bad move in the fixed form stage. It seemed clumsy, but it was actually a trick to set up a trap and lure people into falling for it.

Jiang Beiran knew that MO Xia had often tried to use his underestimation of the enemy to set up traps, but he had said it once.

She thought that he would give up on this method, but she did not expect him to use it even better.

MO Xia didn’t know whether to be happy or sad when she heard this compliment.

He was happy because his senior brother had praised him, but he was sad because his senior brother had praised his hand, which meant that he had seen through his trap.

It was over.

‘As expected of Senior Brother…She really didn’t know how far he could see.’

“Seventeen out of thirteen, cangue.”

Jiang Beiran threw the chess piece out of his sight with a ” pa ” sound, trapping MO Xia’s Zixu within his sphere of influence, preventing him from continuing to breathe or escape.

“So powerful!”

MO Xia couldn’t help but shout when he saw his senior brother take this step.

“It’s your turn.” Jiang Beiran raised his head and said.

“Yes, sir!” MO Xia quickly looked down at the chessboard.

‘Although Senior Brother’s cangue is indeed exquisite, I still have a chance of survival.’As he was thinking, MO Xia took out a black piece and placed it on the ground.

After another 20 rounds of attack and defense, MO Xia was almost out of breath as his senior brother pressed him step by step. However, he was very sure that his formation was still in order. As long as he could withstand this round of attacks, his chance would appear!

After another five rounds, the opportunity that MO Xia had been waiting for finally arrived!

‘That’s it!’

Looking at the shining [Emergency] on the chessboard, MO Xia placed his piece on it like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.

However, just as MO Xia was about to retract her hand, she noticed that the corners of her senior brother’s mouth suddenly curled up.

“Oh no!”

MO Xia broke out in a cold sweat from the shock and immediately understood why his senior brother was laughing.

Because that step just now was precisely his senior brother’s embedded hand.

“I… I admit defeat.”

MO Xia clenched his fists and lowered his head, trying hard to stop the tears from flowing out of his eyes.

It had been more than a year, but Shixiong was still so strong that he could not be beaten. He had to use all his strength to complete the move, but Shixiong was like a child playing with him. Shixiong used an even more brilliant method to push him away.

‘Too strong..Why is Shixiong so strong?”

“You played very well. You didn’t let me down.”Jiang Beiran poured a cup of tea for MO Xia, who was trembling slightly.

Feeling the fragrance of the tea, MO Xia raised his hand to catch the teacup and replied in a trembling voice,””How… Thank you, Senior Brother!”

“A little more of this unwillingness will help you improve faster. How about it?

Do you want another round?”

“Yes!” MO Xia replied firmly and forcefully. At the same time, his hands quickly picked up the chessboard.

‘If this temperament is used in cultivation, this child’s future will probably be limitless.’

It was only in the morning that MO Xia finally left his senior brother’s room reluctantly. He looked back three times with every step he took. When he realized that his senior brother had no intention of accompanying him for the next round, he could only open the door and leave.

Seeing MO Xia close the door, Jiang Beiran could not help but stretch and yawn. ‘The younger generation is really formidable.’

MO Xia’s chess skills were improving at a rapid pace. Even without a teacher or an opponent, his strength was still growing at an alarming rate. It was so fast that Jiang Beiran felt that he could not hold him back anymore.

He yawned again. Jiang Beiran realized that the night had indeed consumed too much energy. After all, most of the time, a contest of mental strength was more tiring than a contest of physical strength.

After swallowing a chewing gum, Jiang Beiran lay down on the couch and began to sleep soundly.

“Little girl, are you really not afraid of me??”

“We’re all ghosts. Why should I be afraid of you?”

“Alright, I’ll give you one last chance. If you don’t give in, I’ll eat you!” “I’m already dead anyway. Can you let me die again? I just won’t let you!”

“Hahaha, little girl, I don’t think you’ve been dead for long. Who told you that you can’t die again? If I eat you here, you won’t have the chance to reincarnate.”

“No, I won’t let you. I won’t let you hurt my good uncle!”

“You!”

As he listened to the quarreling voices that grew louder and louder, Jiang Beiran, who was sound asleep, slowly opened his eyes and saw two ghosts, one big and one small, floating in the air.

The large female ghost had a classic image of a female ghost. Her white clothes fluttered in the wind, her black hair fluttered in the wind, and she had a pair of bloodshot eyes and a mouth that was torn to the ears.

The female ghost in the smurf account had her back to Jiang Beiran, so it was impossible to see what she looked like.

At this moment, the female ghost noticed that Jiang Beiran had woken up.

Ignoring the obstruction of the smaller female ghost, she appeared in front of Jiang Beiran in a flash. Staring at Jiang Beiran with her scarlet eyes, she spoke in a voice that sounded as if she was in the netherworld.

“I hate it so much!”