No one heard Song Yin's muttering; everyone was focused on the two people in the center.
It was a rare sight, a match of such intensity. Even in top international competitions, it was unusual to witness such closely matched opponents. This style of chess was enough to provide valuable lessons for a long time.
As the game progressed, they even began to review their initial moves, trying to discern how they reached this point. It became evident that they couldn't have reached this level of play. Talent was an inexplicable thing.
Upon watching the chess game become increasingly complex, Old Master Fu eventually frowned. Fu Nian saw his grandfather's expression and quickly asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, did you notice something?"
Old Master Fu shook his head and replied, "I believe it's very difficult to determine the winner."
Fu Nian was taken aback, asking, "So Xiao Zhi can't win either?"
