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but dont they lose the game in less than five minutes?
“That time was an accident. This time is different. This time I’ve really found you an opponere!”
“Stop talking nonsense and get here. bet’s make a bet. If you win, I’ll give you my family’s heirloom English calligraphy work. If you lose, you give me your family’s heirloom jade pendant. How about it?”
Joseph was pleased thinking that Cillian’s family heirloom jade pendant was worth more than his vase and jade bracelet combined.
He was going to win back everything he’d lost!
‘Why the sudden offer to give me your family’s heirloom English calligraphy work?” Cillian laughed heartily. “Joseph, are you in such a good mood today?”
“Who said I’m giving it to you? I said
you only
get it if you win.”
“What’s the difference?”
Joseph: “…”
Cillian was quite confident.
Soon, he’d let Isabella show him what
means the new waves push aside the old, and the old waves die on the beach.
Twenty minutes later.
Cillian arrived at the Cultural Center.
His face was glowing, in a good mood. Seeing Joseph, he smiled broadly. “Joseph, I’m here to collect your family’s heirloom English calligraphy work.”
“Don’t rush. The English calligraphy work isn’t here, it’s at home.” Joseph pulled him in front of Isabella. “Isabella, let me introduce you. This is Cillian, vice president of the English Calligraphy Association. The chess master I just told you about is him.”
Cillian’s gaze fell on the girl and he frowned. “Joseph, the opponent you said you found me is this little girl?”
From the looks of it, she’s still a high school student?
Does she even understand chess?
“What little girl? Watch what you say. Don’t let Isabella’s young age fool you. Just don’t break out in a sweat when you play chess with her later.”
“Haha!” Cillian laughed heartily. “You’re really joking.”
How could he possibly break out in a sweat?
Cillian didn’t take Isabella seriously at all, thinking this was just Joseph’s excuse to give him the English calligraphy work.
He sat down at the table. “Come on, Isabella.”
Isabella took white, making the first move.
9:22 am P
Chapter 190.
Cillian backed relaxed, playing black
After a while, Cillian was a bit surprised. On the board, white’s pieces were arranged in perfece order, while black’s already looked messy.
Isabella looked confident, her finger tightly tapping the board as she slowly advanced her king’s pawn:
Cillian hesitated for a moment, then copied her move, playing “e5.
Isabella smiled slightly and quickly jumped her knight to “f3,” attacking black’s pawn.
Seeing this move, Cillian looked slightly flustered and defended with his knight: “Nc6.”
At this point, Cillian finally felt a bit of pressure.
Five minutes had already passed, and his opponent still wasn’t completely on the defensive.
After several more exchanges, Isabella’s offense was strong.
Cillian immediately laughed, thinking he’d found her weakness.
“Isabella, you slipped up! Are you deliberately letting me win?”
Isabella laughed at him instead. “Cillian, you just fell into my trap, didn’t you?”
Cillian’s pupils contracted.
But it was too late. Isabella launched another attack, sliding her queen to “h5,” directly threatening black’s castling.
In an instant, Cillian fell into a disadvantage.
Cillian immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
“Haha! I knew it!” Joseph kindly pulled out a fan to cool him down. “Who just said they wouldn’t break out in a sweat? I see your clothes are almost soaked
Cillian frowned. ‘Isabella, you’re really cunning!”
Setting a trap for him – how infuriating!
Isabella smiled. “Pride comes before a fall. Cillian, from the start you were too hasty. Falling into my trap was inevitable.”
There’s still a chance. Cillian refocused his attention on the board, defending.
Isabella pressed forward step by step.
Sweat kept dripping down Cillian’s face.
For the first time, playing chess felt as exhausting as running a grueling 800 meters.
But all that remained was barely hanging on.
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Watching as Isabella was about to finish him off, Cillian’s hand holding the piece began to tremble, desperately seeking opportunities in the cracks.
But Isabella had calculated every step, giving him no chance.
Isabella quickly captured black’s pawn with her queen, simultaneously checking: “Qxg6+.”
A few moves later, through clever coordination, Isabella delivered the fatal blow using her bishop and queen. Black’s king had nowhere to escape
Cillian never
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