After all of us are reborn, who plays Go?

"Now the pieces are all tangled together."

Chen Long, who was commentating in front of the TV, couldn't help but frown as he looked at the situation on the field. He couldn't help but have a premonition that in today's game, the final winning score difference between the two sides would be very large.

It's not just a simple dragon-slaying game.

Because up to now, both sides seem to not care about their own life and death. Except for the two pieces in the lower left and right corners, there are essentially no living pieces on the field.

Both sides will make killing the other side a condition for their own survival.

Ninety-ninth move, Black chess, charge!

"This move kills three birds with one stone. The break point on the top, the break on the right, and the black chess piece's eye below are all good points!"

Seeing Zhan Lang's move, Ye Qing couldn't help but sigh at Zhan Lang's sharpness. He could always find a way to kill the opponent with one sword.

The 100th move, White chess, group!
Seeing Fang Yuan's move, Chen Long also nodded: "This move prevents Zhan Lang from breaking through on the right, and at the same time, it is always aimed at the white pieces that escape from the third line on the right and attack Zhan Lang in return."

"It was Zhan Lang who locked Fang Yuan."

"No, it was Fang Yuan who locked up Zhan Lang!"

Not only did the two commentators on the field have different judgments on the situation, even the chess fans watching the game were confused.

Who is killing whom?
Who killed whom?

Who killed me, and who did I kill?
Move 114, White, sharp!

Zhan Lang held a bracelet he found at the antique market in his left hand, and began to analyze the situation on the field.

Fang Yuan's tip threatens the two pieces on his right. If he doesn't want to give up the piece and jumps back, Fang Yuan's white chess piece can also jump into his empty space.

Although the white pieces are not alive as a whole, it is not an easy task to lure them into a trap and kill them in one's own home.

It is possible that Sun Wukong went deep into his sister-in-law's body, left something behind, and finally left in a leisurely manner.

Thinking of this, Zhan Lang quickly began to judge.

I should have a slight advantage on the field now. What I need to do now is to win the game without causing trouble, so I should not take this risk.

尖！
Strengthen yourself and also protect the space above!
Fang Yuan looked at Zhan Lang who was trying to stabilize himself above, and naturally it was impossible for him to do so.

You want stability, but I'm going to give you some chaos!

"Fang Yuan is going to fight to the death!"

Placing a white piece on the plate, Chen Long pushed his glasses.

I thought the fight at the beginning was intense enough, but who knew it was just the appetizer and the main show has just begun!

In the upper right corner, both sides are fighting for the throne!

“I don’t understand.”

Wang Xinhao, who was also watching in front of the TV, couldn't help rubbing his temples. The professional commentators on the field had different opinions on some of the judgments, let alone an amateur like himself.

Without the assistance of artificial intelligence, how can amateur chess players watching the game keep up with the changes that even professionals cannot calculate at the same time?

Or the changes that you spend time thinking of may be immediately discarded by the top professionals after taking a look at them.

Of course, even so, I still know a lot. I think it should be played like this. As long as I play it this way, I will win the game. Anyway, professionals will not refute themselves in public, so I beat professionals!
Without artificial intelligence, no one understands it better than me, and even with artificial intelligence, I dare not even think about it.

Ying Changqi also felt a bit overwhelmed when looking at the situation on the field: "The killing spreads more and more widely, and the whole chessboard is in chaos. It's too chaotic.

And the worst thing is that the possibility of a peaceful solution between the two sides is becoming increasingly smaller.

They are pushing each other, no, they are pushing themselves to death! And they leave no room for maneuver at all."

The whole chessboard has become a mess.

Northwest Shanxi is not that chaotic!

The scope of the fight between the two sides is getting wider and wider, even... now the entire chessboard is involved in the fight, countless dragons are entangled together, and the most outrageous thing is that any dragon of both sides can basically find no eyes!
Not to mention two eyes, I can’t even find one eye!

In the world of Go, eyes are life, and you can only live if you have eyes!

But now both sides have no eyes, or rather, both sides regard each other as their own eyes.

If the fighting continues like this, both sides will have only one way to go.

If you kill the other person, you will have eyes!
When you die, your dragon corpse will become my eyes!

you are my eye!
Different from the usual tender and affectionate meaning of this sentence, now, this sentence carries a bloody taste!

You die, I live! There is no other way!
"The upper right corner should be able to be killed, right?"

"I can't kill it. In this case, Black's rolling will be very enjoyable!"

“It’s really a headache, the shape is really ugly, but it’s all above seven inches.

If Takenouchi 9th Dan had watched the entire match, I wonder how many times he would have gone to the emergency room."

No one knew the feelings of Ying Changqi and his friends, because at that time no one in the Japanese chess world was paying attention to the game played by Zhan Lang and his friends. Instead, all attention was focused on the last game of the Japanese Tianyuan Tournament.

This was the most important match in the Japanese Go world in recent times, and the incumbent Toya Masao and the challenger Fujii Hideaki were tied 2-2 in the first four games of the five-game final, and the battle was extremely tense.

The final game between the two sides determined who would be the new Tianyuan this year.

And this new Tianyuan may have to represent the title holders of Japan and China in the Sino-Japanese showdown.

In the game room, Fujii Hideaki silently bent his hand on the chessboard.

"The devil's hand bends." "After this step, it's reversed."

"When the dragon in the middle of the abdomen was surrounded and about to die, it broke through the encirclement and bit the opponent back?"

"Even if this part is handled well, they will still die, but will the outside world take advantage of it?"

"If it's not handled properly, this piece of shit might come back to life, and that's the scariest thing!"

"It seems like Fujii-san's style has changed a lot recently."

"This brings back some bad memories for me."

When Miyamoto Kyudan in the Japanese Game Research Room saw this move, he couldn't help but frown.

Because this style is a little too familiar, it is the style of someone I don’t want to remember.

How the hell can I see such weird chess when I return to Japan!
You can’t make it, right?

"Taya Tengen has begun a long period of contemplation."

"This move is really interesting. It seems to be irrational, but if you calculate it carefully, it is very ingenious. However, it looks a bit ugly."

"But Fujii Hideaki was a bit too stupid today."

Someone said this while looking at Katsuya Takenouchi who was watching the game nearby.

Hearing this, Takenouchi could not help but snort. There are always people who think that they seem to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder and have a pathological pursuit of the art of Go.

In fact, these are all rumors. I am not that perverted.

Although I pursue the artistic beauty of Go, I am also not that unacceptable to some foolish forms of pursuing victory.

Although the shapes drawn by Fujii Hideaki look a bit unsightly, they are within an acceptable range.

After all, there is no truly perfect game in this world.

"Speaking of which, the winner of China's Tianyuan Tournament should also be decided today. I wonder who the winner will be."

"It must be Fang Yuan? Is there any need to say more? Is there any other strong player in China besides him?"

"Look at you, you are out of date, right? A few months ago, Fang Yuan lost to the Chinese Wolf Warriors and even lost the national championship."

"real or fake?"

"Why did you lie to me?"

Takenouchi listened to the discussions of the nine-dan players around him and didn't take them to heart at all. In the past few years, Fang Yuan had already made a name for himself in the Japanese Go community through exchanges between China and Japan, and had defeated many Japanese nine-dan players.

In order to boost Fangyuan's reputation, China even boasted that it was invincible below the top-notch level.

However, Takenouchi didn't care about this at all.

No matter how much the Chinese boast, they are only invincible below the top-notch level and they don't even dare to challenge the top-notch level.

And even if he is truly invincible below the top level, so what?
Invincible below super first-rate is still below super first-rate.

"The results of China's Tianyuan Tournament are out! The live chess records have been sent over!"

The time limit for China's Tianyuan Tournament is only two hours, while that for Japan is three hours. Not to mention that Japanese chess players have long been accustomed to super-slow chess, so the game naturally takes a long time.

It is normal for the Chinese Tianyuan match to end a few hours earlier than the Japanese Tianyuan match as both sides started at the same time.

Looking at the chess records faxed over, I found that quite a few Japanese 9th dan players were quite interested.

However, at this time, Takenouchi, who was sitting on the main seat, waved his hand, and the staff member who delivered the message immediately handed over the chess record, and no one dared to snatch it from him.

"Who won?"

"Looking at the markings above, it seems that the black chess piece is the winner."

"Did Fang Yuan really lose?"

"No, the gap between black and white is a bit too big, no, is there any live white chess piece on the whole board?"

"Are all the chess pieces on this board designed for attacking? Although I know that ancient Chinese chess is full of murderous intent, this is too extreme..."

"The whole game is more..."

Many 9th dan players also gathered around Takenouchi to watch the game record of the Chinese final, but soon someone discovered something unusual.

In other words, the abnormality of Takenouchi Kyudan.

Looking at the chess record in his hand, Takenouchi didn't know when he used too much force with his left hand and directly dug a hole in the chess record.

His whole complexion turned pale and he looked very unwell.

The other nine-dan players seemed to be tactful as well and quietly stepped aside without saying a word.

Don't bring disaster upon yourself at this time.

"Is there anyone here? Please get me a pen and paper."

Takenouchi's face turned pale, but he shouted to the waiter next to him in a calm tone.

He seemed calm on the surface, but his heart was already in turmoil!
Where's my pen?!
Where's my paper?!
I want to criticize every move in this game!
PS: There are monthly tickets and more updates in the evening

(End of this chapter)