"Your meaning is..."

Mr. Kang's words were vague, but Xu Fan could vaguely hear that among the contestants this time, there was a rival, who was indeed Xia Yanyu's nemesis.

"That kid is also a genius."

Mr. Kang now smiled bitterly and said, "To be defeated by that freak for three consecutive years, anyone would have a psychological shadow."

"This child winning will really not be easy..."

"Alright, enough about that, let's go in and watch the game."

Mr. Kang sighed, then smiled and walked in.

Xu Fan silently watched Mr. Kang's retreating figure, pondered for a long time before following him inside.

"Oppa..."

When he returned to his seat, he saw Feng Huang looking at him with a look of deep resentment.

"What's up? Are you bored?"

This woman obviously couldn't stand the stifling atmosphere. Xu Fan looked at her distressed expression and couldn't help but laugh: "Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Woo..."

"Who knew it would be so boring..."

Feng Huang grumbled and pouted, then, with a mischievous smile, she leaned into Xu Fan's ear and whispered, "Oppa, this place seems quite big, why don't you find an empty room."

"Once you find it, just call me over, and then, we can..."

Feng Huang smiled seductively at him, and Xu Fan saw this and responded with a mocking smile.

"Don't even think about it."

Xu Fan wasn't going to be fooled.

Who knows what this woman is up to.

"Since you are here, you'd better just watch until the end."

One could tell that Feng Huang's intention did not seem to involve wanting Xia Yanyu's life. Xu Fan gave her a stern look, then focused intently on the competition being projected on the big screen.

To tell the truth, he was indeed curious about who it was that had beaten Xia Yanyu three times.

While watching the screen and observing the competitors in the venue, Xu Fan soon spotted someone.

The contestants invited to this competition, whether from China or South Korea, were all famous chess players.

Generally speaking, their levels wouldn't vary too much; in such matches, you're supposed to concentrate fully and give your all to ensure you don't lose the game.

But at this moment in the venue, there was one person who appeared unconcerned.

Unconcerned probably wasn't sufficient to describe his arrogance at this moment.

Facing his current opponent, his attitude was very disdainful, not even granting his opponent a glance.

Whenever his opponent would make a move, he would snort coldly, then place his piece, waiting for his opponent's response.

As if his opponent in front of him didn't require him to think deeply before making his moves.

Contrastingly, his opponent was sweating profusely in the face of his aggressive plays.

Every move required long consideration before treading cautiously with their piece.

"Hmph, this Korean guy?"

Through the screen, one could see the Korean player's opponent gradually falling into the trap he had set.

Xu Fan observed him and couldn't help nodding.

Indeed, at his age, to have such a level, he truly deserved the descriptor 'monster'.

Though prideful, he indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

Remembering Xia Yanyu's level for a moment, Xu Fan suddenly understood why Mr. Kang was so worried.

...

The competition was still going on, and by now many players had been defeated, with the number of competitors halved.

The player referred to as a monster by Mr. Kang hadn't even given his opponents a proper look so far in the competition.

His gaze was always on one person.

Xia Yanyu.

Clearly, in this Chinese-Korean match, the opponent he was looking forward to facing was only one, and that was Xia Yanyu.

Perhaps impatient, wanting to trample Xia Yanyu under his feet once more, the Korean player overturned the chessboard in front of him.

"This... this?"

"Is it a rematch? Is it a rematch?"

Early on, the Chinese player, who had been decimated by him, wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked eagerly towards the referee.

Clearly, he had no chance of winning the last game.

Only by starting over could he have a glimmer of hope.

"Hmph? Another game?"

"Another game, you think, with that level of skill, you can win against me?"

Having participated in international competitions for years, the Korean's Chinese, though accented, was still somewhat understandable.

At this moment, he looked at his opponent with contempt.

"You! You!"

Obviously, the Chinese player did not expect the player from South Korea to be so arrogantly domineering. His face red and his ears hot, he pointed at the other, unable to speak.

"What? You can't accept it?"

"Do you have the qualifications?"

Seeing his opponent bow his head under his scorn, the South Korean player snorted disdainfully and looked around at everyone present.

"My name is Piao Yegi, and everyone here is a Go enthusiast. I believe you've all heard of my name."

In recent years, repeatedly winning international competitions, the name Piao Yegi indeed carried considerable fame in the Go circles.

Combined with his flamboyant personality, when he announced his name, indeed everyone recognized him.

Pleased with his own notoriety, Piao Yegi smirked, a proud smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"My great Korean nation has always been a land of courtesy. In principle, I shouldn't say this."

"However, I really can't stand it anymore..."

With one foot on the chair, Piao Yegi said, "Why do you find such weak players to compete against me?"

"This is simply, an insult to me."

"What did you say!"

The player opposite, hearing such a complaint, how could he bear it?

This was a slap to his face in front of everyone!

"Hey, don't be angry, man."

Regarding the Chinese player's anger, Piao Yegi just laughed.

At that moment, with eyes narrowed, he swept his gaze over all the players present and laughed, "What I'm saying isn't about you."

"I just want to say that everyone here is trash."

"Damn! You damn Korean! What are you saying!"

"Motherfucker, you have the guts, say that again, I dare you!"

Piao Yegi's words immediately provoked outrage, not just from the competitors, but also from many spectators on the side who stood up, swearing in their mother tongue.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're not happy even when I speak the truth?"

Piao Yegi smiled narrowing his eyes, unafraid.

At that moment, looking at everyone, he sneered, "I admit, I am quite arrogant, but sorry, I just so happen to have the capital to be."

"Among those present, those of my age, is anyone here my match?"

"Hmm?"

Piao Yegi's statement, in summary, was don't bullshit, if you're up for it, play a game with me.

His strength indeed made it impossible for others to challenge him...

After quieting the crowd, Piao Yegi smiled and turned his gaze towards Xia Yanyu to the side.

"Miss Xia, in my opinion, we might as well just compete for first place directly," he said.

"After beating you last year, I haven't had the pleasure of playing against a beautiful chess player like you for a whole year."

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