Chapter 611: Eighty million!

How can we let the master run through fifty rounds and then lose? Xu Ziling's thoughts suddenly got stuck here.

Is this step... difficult to deal with? Hei Jiajia was stunned. This sudden unexpected situation made Hei Jiajia a little at a loss. It was obviously just a very simple move, but Xu Ziling, who was far above him, fell into deep thought. Could it be that there was a trap hidden in it? Hei Jiajia thought vigilantly.

Everyone at 422 have watched Xu Ziling pass the hurdles all the time these days. When did you see Xu Ziling hesitate for so long? Everyone feels that this game is probably going to lose.

There is! Xu Ziling suddenly made a move and accurately pinned the position that could complete the overtake and then overtake.

Beautiful! This is a move to complete the overtake! The master's advantage has not lasted for half the round before it was defeated by Xu Ziling again! Hei Jiajia said happily. But there was one thing she was curious about. Isn't the move Xu Ziling played exactly the same as the one he guessed before? Is it necessary to think about this move for so long?

In the 23rd round, Xu Ziling once again widened the gap; the master was five sons behind Xu Ziling.

It starts! Xu Ziling's most terrifying rhythm! Nie Weiping, Xiaolin Jue and others murmured. As long as Xu Ziling gains a certain lead, the possibility of an opponent turning around is almost zero! Just like the experienced San Antonio Spurs, there was an interesting data survey in the league at that time; when the San Antonio Spurs led to 20, their final victory rate was as high as 92%, and they were more than 20 percentage points ahead of the second-place Utah Jazz. The experienced Spurs are like Xu Ziling, as long as he gains a certain advantage, then you can basically give up this game.

In the 35th round, Xu Ziling led the master eight sons; this is an advantage of whether it is big or small. With the master's artificial intelligence level, he should not surrender so quickly. As an artificial intelligence, he will only choose to surrender when all possibilities cannot win, while Xu Ziling has always retained some possibilities for the master; Xu Ziling needs to let him see the hope of winning, and then personally extinguish this fantasy after reaching fifty rounds!

Xu Ziling didn't understand how the audience bets and guessed. Both sides obviously won three consecutive victories; it is very likely that this was a wonderful show that Mars hit the Earth and fought until the last drop of blood before it ended, but most people actually chose to bet and end the battle within fifty rounds.

In the 42nd round, the gap between the two sides actually narrowed significantly, Xu Ziling was only ahead of four sons, which undoubtedly gave the master a shot of heart. Don’t ask why artificial intelligence uses the metaphor for the saying "Cardiot" or "Ask" as anthropomorphism.

In the 45th round, Xu Ziling began to make efforts to expand his advantage to six.

In the 48th round, after a brief tug-of-war, Xu Ziling's lead still remained at six.

In the 53rd round, Xu Ziling exerted force suddenly; the gap between the master and Xu Ziling was instantly widened to the thirteenth son. Not only that, Xu Ziling also occupied major important "strongholds"; the master's winning rate was infinitely close to zero.

In the 55th round, the master abandoned his son and surrendered; Xu Ziling successfully won the quota for qualifying in the group stage with the advantage of fourteen sons, which was also the first four-win and zero loss in the group stage; Xu Ziling has already locked the quota for qualifying in advance.

Congratulations to Xu Ziling! Successfully locked the qualifying spot in the group stage! Hei Jiajia said with heartfelt blessings.

After the game here, the live broadcast room should be almost closed; because they are students after all, and they do not have much professional equipment and time and energy to do live broadcasts; especially the dormitory will be cut off at 11 o'clock in the evening, and Hei Jiajia and the others will not be able to stay in the live broadcast room all the time; they also have their own things to do.

My God! Liberal Arts suddenly exclaimed in bed.

What a fool! Zhendu glanced at the liberal arts department. He didn't expect to be so tired as a host; he not only had to think about topics, but also kept talking; now his throat was almost smoking.

Eighty million!! We made eighty million tonight!
Chapter completed!