PUBG Nightmare Player System

Nie Ping's eyes are totally shining at this time.

Wasn't it the same way when he found Ke Jie back then. A seven or eight-year-old kid fought with an adult on his shore, and even got the upper hand. It feels like he was learning Go when he was a child.

Facts have proved that there is no problem with his vision. Ke Jie is indeed a genius, and a genius among geniuses in the world. A person like him can succeed even if he doesn't play Go.

Now seeing Ye Lang, Nie Ping was muttering in his heart.

If Ke Jie is a genius, then what is this Ye Lang in front of him?

Above genius?

Ke Jie said that he is the ceiling of the world of Go. This is not too much. From ancient times to the present, among the great achievements of Go and the training of countless experience and skills, Ke Jie is the best. This is why he can dominate the world all year round. The reason why the first name is so long.

But now, he met a more talented person.

This man is not only a genius, but also a beast!

On the chessboard, his innate pressure is like a general on the battlefield. He doesn’t hesitate every step. In other words, he thinks very fast. In just three seconds, he can think about what Ke Jie can’t accomplish. Steps, if Ke Jie, the number one in the world, thinks about this step, it may take three minutes.

This is the gap.

Ye Lang's fall was light, and Ke Jie's fall became heavier.

A light-hearted person, with a clear mind, sees and listens to all directions, is as stable as Mount Tai.

People who are heavy are a little hesitant. It is because of hesitation that he will use all his strength when he is ready. Looking at Ke Jie in this way, Nie Ping instantly feels that Ke Jie does not have the self-confidence of Ye Lang.

I'm afraid to shop around, Ke Jie, brother, I'm sorry for you.

Ke Jie was at a loss now, as if he had been fished out of the water, he was already sweating behind him.

Before playing against Ye Lang on a computer platform, there was no such oppressive feeling at all. Now when facing each other on the spot, Ke Jie feels his body becomes impetuous involuntarily.

He couldn't understand Ye Lang's routine. Ye Lang played chess too fast, and the pressure on him was too strong!

Top chess players have experienced various battles, how could this happen? What's more, Ke Jie, his psychological quality is definitely the top of the top, otherwise it will not be the world's first for so long.

But facing Ye Lang, he felt for the first time that he was a younger brother.

Ye Langyun in front of him was light and breezy, his eyes squinted from time to time, wondering what he was doing. The more he looked like this, the more uncomfortable Ke Jie was.

How can I be defeated?

The heart has changed, so the natural chess has changed.

The expression on Ye Lang's face is not because of other things, but because of the side effects after drinking alcohol, such as fever, sleepiness, heat and sweat on the body, but a cold on the top of his head.

"You have the wrong mindset, forget it,"

Ye Lang said slowly.

He looked at Ke Jie and found that the opponent had lost his talents. At every intersection on the chessboard, that is, the latitude and longitude, is the square inch, you fight for me, do not accept it, strategy and brave confrontation.

However, Ke Jie's hands started to shake.

"It's okay, continue..."

Ye Tan'er was completely sleepy, and Lin Kongtong watched Ye Lang play chess on the spot for the first time. The powerful aura and sense of oppression were like a century-old master facing a three-year-old child.

This gap in the realm is too deep in the chess power.

After fifty-seven moves, Ye Lang yawned.

"you lose."

Ke Jie gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

At this time, Ye Lang felt dizzy in his head, "Fuck, I'm dying!"

Damn, Ye Lang fell directly.

Ke Jie was dumbfounded. No, I didn't do this. I can only play chess, but not poison.

After all, the child is young, and seeing this scene is daunting.

Nie Ping glanced at Ke Jie coldly. There was no wave on his face, and his heart was turbulent. Look at you, even someone who is still sick after playing a game for a whole day can't get off. It really is...

"His body is very hot. He should have a fever. He can lie down."

Lin Kongtong touched Ye Lang's neck and frowned. He touched Ye Lang's forehead again, his face was puzzled.

"No, the body is so hot and the forehead is so cold?"

"Xiaoying, bring the medicine I brought in your house!"

"Okay, Uncle Lin."

Ye Lang said slowly at this time: "Farewell, I know what's going on, but I'm tired, I want to sleep, and I'll be fine."

Ye Tan'er stared at Ke Jie, "Is it you? Is it you? Is it you."

After speaking, he also took a classic Taekwondo pose.

When Ke Jie saw, his face turned green, and he was punching on Weibo every day, and now he was punched by a woman, fearing that it might be dark circles.

At first glance, this woman looks like she has practiced, so fierce!

"It's not his problem. I can't drink alcohol. I'm allergic."

After Ye Lang finished speaking, he immediately fell asleep.

I don't know how long he slept, Ye Lang felt his body become light and dazed.

All this is like a dream, this dream is extremely peculiar, Ye Lang opened his eyes and saw a huge mountain range. There are countless ravines in the mountain range, and there are wilderness, snow, and large areas of black soil. .

The cold wind howled, Ye Lang felt a little restless in his body. So walked forward along the black line.

Not long after, Ye Lang heard a call: "Come in!"

Is there anyone here? How could there be anyone in this barren mountain?

Ye Lang knew he was dreaming at this time, but he couldn't remember why he had such a dream. He didn't know what he was outside of the dream. He was just in a trance, fell into it again, and walked into the room.

In the room, a small oil lamp was placed on a small table. Although the light was only a weak ball, it illuminated the whole room. There was no difference between the inside and outside of the room.

"Very comfortable, who are you?"

Ye Lang felt the warmth, and then he breathed out and asked slowly.

The man did not answer, but moved slowly.

Hey, Ye Lang suddenly turned his head and saw a place behind him, a huge bed, wrapped in a thick white mosquito net, from which a delicate and white hand stretched out, pointing to the chessboard in front of the mosquito net.

"please!"

"Play chess, yes, yes." Ye Lang was like an idiot. At this time, he set up a stool and did it.

Ancient and modern, the game of Go is only in Ye Lang's heart. Ye Lang wants to meet an opponent, but it is very difficult. Although Ke Jie is great, once Ye Lang is serious, the little guy can't get 70 hands.

"Pop!" Ye Lang held the sunspot and landed in the east.

The white hands are like men and women, unable to distinguish, holding the white pieces, quietly falling in the middle of the chessboard.

"I'm going, how can you do it like this!"

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