After all of us are reborn, who plays Go?

Chapter 145 144. God of Gamblers
"Put me down!"

"I'm about to crash into it!"

"Let me go please!"

After Zhan Lang flew back to China and arrived at the sports center, he saw a large red carpet at the entrance and several flower baskets next to it.

If you don’t know, you might think it was the opening of some big hotel, it was quite grand.

Before everyone could say a few words of congratulations, someone was the first to lift Zhan Lang up, and naturally, others followed suit and lifted Zhan Lang up to celebrate.

As he lifted it, he started to throw it up.

Zhan Lang was fine at the beginning, but as he ran he felt like he had lost his balance. He went down and was thrown up again. He felt like he didn't belong to himself anymore.

The last time I had this feeling was in my previous life when I was doing some crappy pendulum thing. My entire body was completely out of my control, which was really terrifying.

Only after everyone let Zhan Lang go and got his feet on the ground did Zhan Lang finally feel relieved.

Just now, Zhan Lang was afraid that the group of people below wouldn't be able to catch him, so he fell to the ground with his butt.

"Why are you so excited? It's just a small championship. You beat a few ordinary Japanese players."

Looking at Chen Long, Fang Yuan and others who were celebrating for him, Zhan Lang said something in a pretentious manner.

"What if I beat some top Japanese team in the future, or if I beat all the top Japanese teams in two years, what will you do? How will you celebrate?"

Seeing Zhan Lang pretending in front of everyone, old man Chen Long laughed and said, "If you have this ability, I will directly open the chess academy to entertain you."

Not to mention sweeping through Japan's six top-notch teams, Chen Long said he could set the chess academy on fire if he could beat just one of them.

It should be noted that up to now no Chinese chess player has been able to defeat a top-notch player in the middle of his professional career.

The former top-notch level of Fujii Hideaki, 9th dan, has been declining, and now it is more of a symbolic meaning.

If Zhan Lang can beat a top-notch player who is still in his professional career, it will definitely be a great thing for the chess academy.

Chen Long said that if there was no smoke coming out of the chess academy, he would order it himself.

Fang Yuan looked at Zhan Lang who was indifferent and couldn't help but say: "This is truly a Chinese professional chess player who defeated a Japanese chess player in a professional competition and won the championship. It has a different meaning."

In the past, all the matches between China and Japan were exchange matches, which were informal matches, or even friendly matches.

The Japan Chess Association has strict requirements for professional competitions in its own country, and only players affiliated with the association can participate.

Even if you are Japanese, if you transfer your chess player registration and go to another country's chess institute to study, you will not be able to participate in almost any competition held in Japan.

Even if you have a title before and can directly enter the finals to play against challengers in the second year, you will not be able to keep it.

Therefore, under the current circumstances, it is basically impossible for professional players from China and Japan to have formal competitions against each other.

The previous World Amateur Championships were participated only by amateur chess players from Japan, and there were no Japanese professional players at all.

This can be said to be the first unprecedented professional competition between China and Japan. Even though it was only a competition between the new generation, it was also the first time that Chinese Go players defeated the Japanese in a professional competition.

Congratulations, congratulations.

"Considering that you won the championship, we are going to raise your rank."

Although the chess academy has introduced professional ranks, the method of upgrading ranks has not yet been particularly specific and complete. Of course, this is mainly because there are too few competitions.

Zhan Lang's competition in Japan this time must have been regarded as an official competition, especially since Zhan Lang defeated a seven-dan chess player to win the championship in Japan.

After Chen Long and Fang Yuan discussed it, they felt that they should slightly raise Zhan Lang's rank, at least to level six.

Otherwise, it wouldn't look good if Zhan Lang's level was too low. "Didn't Fujii Hideaki 9th Dan take you to celebrate? He wouldn't take you to some weird place to celebrate, right?"

At this time, Fang Yuan couldn't help but think of some of his past experiences, and asked Zhan Lang in a low voice.

Just like when he defeated the Japanese 9th dan for the first time, Fujii Hideaki generously treated him to a meal and took him out.

How should I put it? That night was indeed an enjoyable one. The sugar-coated bullets of capitalism were just too sweet.

But the water here is too deep, and he can only barely hold it with both hands. Zhan Lang is too old to hold it.

Moreover, if he becomes obsessed with beauty, it might delay Zhan Lang's progress in learning chess, which would not be good.

"No, he originally wanted to take me out to play, but he became withdrawn after buying a lottery ticket. He still didn't believe in it and insisted on playing mahjong with me...

A few Japanese 9th dan players who are playing cards..."

Zhan Lang didn't know what to say when he heard this. Seeing that he had won the prize again, Fujii Hideaki, who said he believed in science, couldn't help but begin to doubt metaphysics.

Especially when I heard myself joking about being the disciple of the God of Gamblers, and I had previously said that my idol was the Gambler Saint of Shanghai.

Fujii Hideaki insisted on dragging himself to play mahjong to test Zhan Lang's skills, and he also asked two other 9th-dan players from the Japan Chess Institute to be his partners.

Zhan Lang had no other choice. The bonus of his system was already waiting to be cashed out as unexpected wealth, but Fuji Yi Hideaki and the others coming to the table at this time was simply like giving away money to the system.

Zhan Lang even figured out the rules while fighting, and he continued to kill everyone.

The other Japanese professional 9th ​​dan players started to suspect that Zhan Lang was cheating, and 9th dan Fujii Hideaki even let other players go on the court while he watched from behind.

But Zhan Lang won five consecutive games, and Fujii Hideaki saw every one of them. He kept watching until the end, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Zhan Lang is cheating?

Fujii Hideaki, a veteran gambler with decades of experience, didn't realize that at all. Zhan Lang's entire process could only be summed up in one word: luck.

It seemed as if Zhan Lang was blessed by God. Any card he wanted would come to him as soon as he touched it. Even the first card he drew at the beginning of the game was a self-drawn winning hand, a natural hand.

The win was so perfect that there was absolutely nothing to fault with it.

Fujii Hideaki felt that even if the number one mahjong master in Japan stood in front of Zhan Lang, he would not be able to stop the other party from winning every time.

It's unbelievable and unprecedented.

Fujii Hideaki is willing to call Zhan Lang the real "Mahjong Saint"!
Playing Go is simply wasting Zhan Lang's talent. He should just play Mahjong!

Fuji Yi Hideaki looked at Zhan Lang who came out with a pile of cash on his head, and secretly made up his mind that he would never play mahjong with Zhan Lang again.

As long as I don't bet with you, you will never be able to beat me in your life.

"That's a lot of money."

Zhan Lang couldn't help but shook his head. Even if the three ninth-dan masters shared the amount of bleeding, if their family status was lower, they would probably have to kneel on the washboard when they got home.

Fang Yuan didn't know what happened in Japan. He just thought that Fujii Hideaki was in a bad mood after losing the horse racing bet, so he just played a few games of mahjong with Zhan Lang and others.

How many wins and losses can there be in a few games of mahjong?

I guess it's just a friendly game for fun.

Fang Yuan, who was in a good mood at this time, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go, let's go. We have already booked the celebration banquet in advance. I will pay for the entire banquet. We will not leave until we are drunk tonight."

(End of this chapter)