After all of us are reborn, who plays Go?

“Both sides have entered the field.”

Hearing what the staff said, Taguchi Kiyotaka couldn't help but glance at his watch: "The game will start in fifteen minutes. Go check again, then contact the hall, check again, and make sure all preparations are done.

Today is a big event for the entire Japanese Go community. Almost everyone is here, so we must not make any mistakes!"

"The invited guests will arrive in the afternoon, right? And we have already checked eight times yesterday and today, right?"

To be honest, there's a rumor in China that we wash dishes seven times. Isn't it a bit too much that you check eight times?

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you want to make the same mistake as yesterday?"

"Hi!"

Seeing Kiyotaka Taguchi, who usually spoke in a gentle voice but now seemed like he was about to jump up after saying a word, the staff member decisively chose to shut up and slip away.

You can assign any work to me, and we won't dare talk back to you. We'll just slack off anyway.

There are tasks from above and countermeasures from below.

After Taguchi Kiyotaka arranged all the work, he heaved a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall, put his hands together and began to pray: "Amaterasu! Jesus Christ! Buddha Shakyamuni! Please bless Toya Masao 9th Dan to win this game!
I am willing to exchange ten years of Sakamoto Koichi's life for Toya Masao's victory today! Twenty years is fine too! Please bless me!"

In the game room, Zhan Lang and Toya Masao had already taken their seats. Both sides were ready and were just waiting for the time to come for the game to begin.

Zhan Lang was still wearing the green sports jacket with the word "China" on it because he "ate well and slept well" yesterday and he had just defeated Kenichi Mitsuba the day before.

Zhan Lang gives people the impression of a vigorous tiger, who seems to be ready to attack at any time.

The expression of 9th Dan Toya Masao was serious, even looking a little stiff. His movements were so restrained that one would have thought that Toya was playing away from home.

As the alarm clock sounded indicating the start time of the game, the referee stood up and made the announcement.

"China-Japan Go Tournament! The fourteenth game! Officially begins!"

Upon hearing this voice, today's black player, Masao Toya, did not hesitate at all and immediately dropped the chess piece in his hand directly onto the chessboard.

First move, black chess, star position in the upper right corner.

Black chess, star small eye + small flying corner.

White chess piece, two stars in a row.

"It looks like the start of Kobayashi-ryu."

"Will Toya Masao at least use Kobayashi-ryu to help Mitsuha Kenichi 9th Dan avenge himself?"

"Think about it, the day before yesterday, it was because Mitsuba Kenichi played with white pieces. If we had used black pieces to scare off Kobayashi-ryu, the outcome would still be unknown!"

"It's not unknown, it's certain that we will win!"

"It doesn't matter, Toya Masao 9th Dan will win today as well!"

"Zhan Lang, a Chinese, was able to fight against two top-notch players from our Yamato nation at the same time. This is an honorable defeat!"

Looking at the few chess pieces that suddenly appeared on the chessboard, chess fans in the hall where the explanation was being given immediately began to talk.

Facing the 9th dan Toya Masao who was hanging directly in the lower left corner, Zhan Lang did not choose the Xiaofei corner guarding layout in the Kobayashi style, but the ordinary pointed top style.

Faced with this fixed way of playing that is taught from the very beginning, it is impossible for 9th Dan Toya Masao not to be able to play this.

After all, this is not like some fixed patterns that have been eliminated and can directly prevent some people from playing.

long.

Build two and demolish three!

And Zhan Lang was obviously well prepared for this.

The tenth move, White chess, the second road is leaked!

Seeing the battle wave coming in directly from the second road, Toya Masao 9th Dan was the first to start thinking.

"Toya Masao is a little slow today."

“Taya wanted to use Xiaolin Style at the beginning, but Zhanlang didn’t give him the chance, but it’s not a big problem.

Xing Xiaomu is good at opening the game, so we have to see when he can seize the opportunity to fight.

Come to think of it, why are you here instead of going to the site?" Fujii Hideaki poured a cup of tea for Takenouchi Katsuya, the current leader of the Japanese Go world, and asked curiously.

If you have the time, just go to the scene directly. Why did you wake me up when I’m sleeping in?
Takenouchi picked up the teacup and took a sip: "It's too noisy to go there now, but you should have received the invitation, right?"

"Of course I received it. I guess it's not just me. The top chess players and politicians who are stronger should have received it.

Celebration party, if we can win today, everyone will be happy tonight."

Hearing Fujii Hideaki's expected answer, Takenouchi Katsuya put down his cup: "They are really brave, or are you so confident in Toya Masao? How sure are you?"

Fujii Hideaki, who has been accompanying the whole competition, should be the one who knows best about the condition of 9th dan Toya Masao.

Moreover, they were preparing a celebration banquet before the game was even over. Takenouchi really had no idea what the Japan Shogi Association was thinking.

Show your determination to win?

But the risk of doing so is too great. Even if Toya Masao has an 80% to 90% winning rate, if an unexpected situation occurs in 10%, the entire Japanese Go community will lose face.

Isn't this a desperate situation?
This is clearly a situation where Japanese Go has an advantage?
Why do we still engage in this kind of all-in gambling on the fate of the country?

Katsuya Takenouchi really couldn't understand. This was putting himself in danger!

Fujii Hideaki shook the cup in his hand when he heard this: "From an emotional point of view, I hope to win today. This way, I can save a lot of trouble."

"Don't talk so much nonsense."

"From a rational point of view, I think Toya Masao has a 50% chance of winning at most."

"So low?"

Fujii Hideaki shook his head when he heard this: "I think it's already high."

"Taiya Masao was too optimistic before and was not well prepared for the sudden arrival of Zhan Lang."

“Zhanlang’s impact has always been strong, especially after he won a game.”

"The sound of Chinese Go classes knocking at my door has already rang in my ears, but everyone else has turned a blind eye to it."

"You seem to be saying this is a risky move, but I feel that taking a gamble at this time might help bring out Toya's potential and help him win today's game."

In fact, Fujii Hideaki hadn't said one more thing. If he lost today, the first China-Japan Go Challenge would probably end with Japan's defeat.

It’s not that Fujii Hideaki doesn’t want to fight with Zhan Lang, but Fujii Hideaki feels that even if he puts on the bayonet and fights hard, he may not be able to change the outcome of the game.

Twenty percent winning rate.

This is Fujii Hideaki's estimation of himself, or it is the best result that he can get after quitting smoking and drinking and adjusting his condition during this period of time, so that he can play in the best condition now.

Hearing this, Takenouchi Katsuya quickly waved his hands. He felt that Fujii Hideaki was exaggerating: "It's not necessary to be so pessimistic. There are only two or three people in the Chinese Go field.

If there is a next session, with all the best Japanese Go players coming out, what kind of waves can these two or three people create?"

To put it bluntly, this time, although there was the sudden uncertainty of Fang Yuan and the unexpectedly more unstable element of Zhan Lang, the entire Japanese Go community was still too careless and their thinking declined.

They believe that with just an ordinary lineup, they can easily defeat Chinese Go.

But if there is a next session, this won’t happen again!

Even if we remove the two top foreign chess players, Japan's lineup still poses a dimensionality reduction blow to China.

Even if Zhan Lang reaches the top level, what does it matter? How many top players are there in the Japanese Go world? And how many strong 9-dan players are close to the top level?

Can Zhan Lang still defeat them all by himself?

Takenouchi also doesn't think that there will be any Chinese chess players who can perform so brilliantly with consecutive victories in the next competition.

"In the 19th move, 9th Dan Toya Masao chose to dig in directly."

Listening to the sound on TV, Takenouchi couldn't help but turn his head, and saw that the black pieces of Toya Masao, 9th dan, dug in directly, and then directly captured Zhan Lang's white pieces and rolled them into a fool's shape.

Looking at the white chess pieces that had shrunk into a ball, Takenouchi couldn't help but frown and said, "How ugly!"

The shape of Zhan Lang's white chess pieces is so unbearable to look at, they are all clumped together.

To be able to fight like this, 9th Dan Toya Masao must be very happy, right?
But what happens after the fun?
(End of this chapter)