Terminal illness?

After hearing Ye Fan's words, Yin Ziye was obviously stunned for a moment, paused for a few seconds before he could barely realize that Ye Fan was mocking him, and his face instantly became ugly.

"Can you speak? You're just terminally ill!"

"Oh, why are no one believed it these days?"

Ye Fan shook his head helplessly and asked with a smile: "Since you will feel pain on the left side of your abdomen every day?"

As soon as these words came out, Yin Ziye's expression suddenly changed, his eyes were filled with surprise and doubt, and his voice lowered a lot, "How do you know?"

Ye Fan raised his lips and said lightly: "To be honest, I am a medical student. I can see a rough problem with your physical condition through my facial expression."

"You? Study medicine?"

Yin Ziye felt suspicious. Ye Fan in front of him looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and this was Beichuan Dojo. Students who could enter Beichuan Dojo would have the energy to study medicine. Not to mention him, no one would have been able to doubt the truth or falsehood of this statement.

Ye Fan was not surprised when Yin Ziye's reaction was not surprised and continued: "Don't be rushing to doubt it. Listen to me for a few words. Your abdomen should be painful for at least one month. And have you felt more and more painful recently?"

"you……"

Yin Ziye widened his eyes, and his previous suspicion disappeared instantly, and he hurriedly asked: "Brother, you can see this? It's so amazing! Then what kind of disease is this?"

"To be honest, I have been to the hospital and have done a lot of examinations, but no problems have been found. It's very weird!"

The attitude became quite friendly, completely different from the moment.

A smile flashed through Ye Fan's eyes, he turned his head to look at the two chess games that had already begun beside him, and whispered: "I'm not talking about this topic anymore. They have already started, and it's time for us to start."

Yin Ziye: “…”

Arouse his interest and then stop talking?

Don't play like this!

In his mind, the recent physical problems are much more important than the game in front of him.

After all, if you lose this game of chess, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

But if your body collapses, then say goodbye completely!

Especially Yin Ziye just heard the word "terminal illness", and Ye Fan's amazing performance, he has no intention of playing chess at all and just wants to know what problems are in his body.

Who doesn’t care about their lives?

"I can't go down, I can't go down!"

Yin Ziye quickly waved his hand, pushed the chess box in front of him, and raised his hand to Li Dongzhou not far away, "Teacher, I admit defeat in this game."

This incident immediately attracted everyone's attention.

What's going on?

Why did the game admit defeat before it even started?

Not to mention that others can’t figure it out, even Li Dongzhou, the mentor leading the team, couldn’t figure out that Yin Ziye is the strongest combat power in their Chess Sea Dockyard, so why did he choose to surrender?

Jiang Hanyi raised his eyebrows and smiled and joked: "Teacher Li, it seems that your students are still quite afraid of the reputation of our Beichuan Dojo. The competition has not started yet, so can't bear the pressure?"

Li Dongzhou: “…”

What can he say?

After all, the facts are here!

Frustrated...

He smiled awkwardly, strode to Yin Ziye, and asked in a low voice with a calm face: "What the hell are you doing? Why did you admit defeat before you even started?"

"Do you know you are the main player of this club competition? As a result, you chose to lose your link at such a critical moment..."

Yin Ziye tightened his back and explained hurriedly: "Teacher, I have a stomachache now and I can't concentrate my mind at all."

He laughed dryly and pointed at Ye Fan opposite him, "You can't let this friend wait for me all the time, right?"

"fine."

Ye Fan supported his face with one hand and said with a smile: "I can wait, you can adjust slowly, and there is no rush."

Yin Ziye: “…”

Your sister!

Isn't this pushing him into the fire pit?

Li Dongzhou's face looked even more ugly and said in a solemn voice: "I heard that you have time to adjust. You can quickly adjust your status and start the game; you now represent the Qihai Dockyard, and even if you lose, you have to lose standing and have no choice of surrender."

"…yes!"

Yin Ziye responded with a broken face.

After Li Dongzhou left, Yin Ziye immediately cast a puzzled look at Ye Fan and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what are you doing? I admit defeat. Tell me about my physical problems. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

Seeing that Yin Ziye was a little angry, Ye Fan became more and more calm, "It doesn't seem to matter whether you admit defeat or not has anything to do with me. Anyway, you can't beat me. Also, why should I tell you about the problems in your body?"

Yin Ziye: “…”

What does it mean to be speechless?

That's it!

Faced with Ye Fan's calm attitude, he had no tricks at all. Especially when he heard Ye Fan say that he could not win him, his competitive spirit in his heart was aroused and he retorted: "Brother, don't be too confident. It's hard to say who loses and who wins."

"oh?"

Ye Fan nodded indifferently and said, "Since that's the case, then come and let me see why you dare to come to the door to play in the Qihai Dojo."

"Come on!"

Yin Ziye's face turned cold, and when he thought about it, his attitude instantly turned 180 degrees, and his face was filled with smiles, "Brother, if I win this game of chess, tell me the problem of my body. If you win, I can promise you three conditions. How about it?"

“Three conditions?”

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth.

The fish take the bait!

After laying the groundwork for so long, the prey finally jumped into the trap he carefully arranged.

"That's right!"

Yin Ziye nodded, "As long as I don't let me do anything that is harmful to the world and violates morality, I will do my best to do it, how about it?"

"It sounds pretty good, so I'll just agree reluctantly."

Ye Fan looked very reluctant, which made Yin Ziye happy. He had the confidence to win the next game of chess.

Originally, with Yin Ziye's Go talent, he could enter the Beichuan Dojo, but Yin Ziye's grandfather was the head of the Qihai Dojo, so his grandson naturally wanted to help his dojo strengthen his momentum.

It is precisely because of this that Yin Ziye has a very loud nickname in Qihai Dojo.

Prince!

Nowadays, all the students in Qihai Dojo are headed by Yin Ziye, but not because of his identity, but because of his strength. This shows how powerful Yin Ziye’s chess is.

Yin Ziye pushed the black piece of chess box in front of Ye Fan and said confidently: "Yin Ziye, chess age is ten years old, please give me some advice."
Chapter completed!