When the people present saw Gao Yu's arrogant look, they no longer felt disgusted as before, but instead felt relieved.

There is no way, if you have the power you can do whatever you want.

As long as you are strong, whatever you say is right.

Even if you fart, it smells fragrant in the eyes of others.

It is only natural to be a little arrogant.

These people have forgotten Gao Yu's previous disparagement of the Poetry Association.

And they treated him as one of them, and were deeply proud of him for being able to defeat the old man in Tang suit.

"Old man, are you convinced?"

"Do you still dare to look down on our Poetry Association?"

"Hey, are you still so arrogant? You've been slapped in the face now, right?"

"How could you do this? He is an elderly man after all. How could he hear you if your voice is so low?"

"Damn, I almost couldn't stop the 40-meter-long machete in my hand."

Everyone was talking and laughing, completely free of the previous frustration and panic.

The old man in Tang suit didn't care about their teasing.

He just stared at Gao Yu and asked, "Did you anticipate every move I made in this game?"

Gao Yu nodded and continued to attack: "Every step you take is within my expectations. No matter which way you go, the result is destined."

Gao Yu's words were arrogant, but the old man in Tang suit was not angry.

Instead, he nodded in agreement.

Then he asked, "With your current strength, how many rounds can you count?"

Gao Yu thought about it and decided to be more humble.

The answer was: "About a hundred rounds, and I can probably predict the hundreds of responses from my opponent during the process."

"Fuck!"

"Is that human being?"

"You're just bragging, right?"

After hearing Gao Yu's words, everyone present exclaimed.

The old man in the Tang suit also gasped.

One hundred steps...

It's too ridiculous.

In fact, there are certain fixed routines in chess competitions.

After a lot of research and memorization, some people can master this routine.

For true masters, traps are basically ineffective.

It all depends on how to counter each move, and which move is the only solution. After playing endgames many times, it can almost become an instinct.

If you want to trick your opponent, you have to use this unique solution to contain your opponent, which requires calculations many steps in advance.

Ordinary people, at most, take one step and look three steps ahead.

A roadside expert might count six or seven rounds.

Professional players may be able to predict twenty or thirty steps ahead.

As for fifty rounds and above, that is the strength of a provincial or national champion.

He is at this level.

And a hundred steps...

Simply unheard of!

That's why the old man in Tang suit was so shocked at this moment.

He also didn't expect to meet such a person in an ordinary park pavilion.

At the same time, he was very excited.

"Young man, are you interested in joining the chess association and participating in international competitions?"

"No, that's not right. Don't try to change the subject. Are you convinced now?"

The old man in Tang suit was stunned for a moment, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

But he still shook his head firmly.

"No, chess is just a side sport. The real way to reflect the traditional culture of Daxia is to look at Go. I will only respect you if you can beat me in Go."

Gao Yu was completely speechless.

"You're so brave to say that! Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by people who like chess when you go out?"

"We clearly agreed on this before, you can't be so dishonest."

The old man in Tang suit twisted his neck and said, "I am cheating today, what can you do about it?"

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