Go: Is the portable old man the nine-time champion?

Chapter 134: Asia, America, and Europe Arena Battle
"How could you possibly take such a step?"

After resigning to defeat, Oliver still found it hard to accept Yi Zheng's move.

Normally, if Oliver lost, it would not be unacceptable to him. After all, many young chess players in China are very strong, and it would not be surprising if he lost.

Because in Oliver's opinion, the outcome of a game does not represent any difference between the two.

But Yi Zheng made a trick at the critical moment, which Oliver couldn't accept.

Because this step represents that, at least at this moment, Yi Zheng, who can take this step, is far stronger than himself.

"how can that be possible!"

Even among China's so-called most brilliant three musketeers, Oliver did not think that these three people could make this move. For most people, it is really a blind spot, and only the top chess players can make it.

If there was anyone in this age group who could come out, Oliver only felt that it would be Ethan from America.

Because Ethan's strength has reached the top five in the world, Oliver would not be surprised if he made this move, but he happened to be an unknown Chinese chess player.

Still a beginner?!

Oliver looked at the rank marked under Yi Zheng's name and felt even more unable to accept it.

A beginner defeated himself and made an extremely ingenious move.

Oh my god! Am I dreaming? What did I do wrong to have such a nightmare?!

But no matter how Oliver slapped his face, he couldn't wake up from the nightmare.

What's more terrifying than a nightmare is that this is reality.

"Shit! I'll be waiting for you at the European, American and Asian New Talent Tournament!"

Oliver obviously couldn't accept this fact, and left cursing without even reviewing the situation.

As soon as Mr. Ke floated over, he saw his opponent leaving cursing. He asked curiously, "What's going on? Did you break his defense?"

Mr. Ke took a look at the board. Taking into account the handicap points, although White was ahead by more than ten points, it would not be enough to break the opponent's defense.

"Look at this."

Seeing Master Ke coming over, Yi Zheng quickly restored part of the chessboard to its previous shape, then pointed at his own move and said proudly, "How is it?"

Seeing this step, Mr. Ke raised his eyebrows immediately, and all kinds of changes flashed through his mind.

"generally."

"what?"

Upon hearing this comment, Yi Zheng was clearly a little unconvinced, as he was quite proud of this move. "This move is really, really, really good! I don't believe you at all. I don't think there's a better move than this."

Hearing this, Mr. Ke raised his eyebrows. He originally wanted to deny it, but as Yi Zheng said, there was indeed no better way here.

When children grow up, they are not easy to deceive. If you deceive them too much, they may easily lead them astray. It is really troublesome.

Thinking of this, Mr. Ke decisively changed the subject: "What was that arena competition he just mentioned?"

You want me to praise you? No way!

However, Mr. Ke inexplicably felt a little worried. Could it be that this guy really drained himself every day?
The main reason was that Yi Zheng's progress was too fast, even getting faster and faster, so fast that Mr. Ke almost suspected that he was a reborn person regaining his power.

At this point, a strange image suddenly appeared in Old Ke's mind. A few years later, he was being stepped on by Yi Zheng, shouting, "Let me go! There really isn't a drop left! I really can't squeeze any more out! I'm out of stock!"

Yi Zheng, with a grim smile on his face, held up a small whip and said, "This stuff is like water in a sponge. If you squeeze it, there will always be some! Mr. Ke, I know you still have some! Hand it all over quickly!"

"No more! Really not a drop at all!"

Thinking of this, Old Ke couldn't help but shudder. This future was a bit too terrifying. Old Ke quickly shook his head to expel this terrifying thought from his mind. Theoretically, what he had learned should be enough for Yi Zheng to practice until he was thirty. Now, at least twenty-nine should not be a problem.

There's no need to be afraid!

"Mr. Ke?"

Looking at Mr. Ke, who asked him a question but suddenly stopped talking but had a very wonderful facial expression, Yi Zheng couldn't help but call out to him.

I always feel that Mr. Ke is imagining something weird again.

Mr. Ke naturally couldn't express his concerns, so he just changed the subject: "It's okay, let's get back to the topic we were talking about. What is this competition?"

Yi Zheng was not bothered by it. After all, if there was any flaw in the previous step, Mr. Ke would have already let out his foul mouth to the extreme. How could he have kept silent and changed the subject?

So Yi Zheng knew that this move of his was brilliant!

Thinking of this, Yi Zheng couldn't help but feel proud, and even his tone became a little lighter: "The Asia-America-Europe Tournament he mentioned is a tournament held jointly by the three continents. The countries will first be selected in each continent, and finally the representative teams of the three continents will be selected to compete in the tournament.

However, this competition is divided into three age groups: under 20, no age limit, and over 50. Since he said that, it should be the new talent competition for those under 20 years old."

"For U20, it's not a sure win for China."

When Mr. Ke heard this, he shook his head. He had been traveling here for more than a year, so naturally he had a certain understanding of the Go world in this world.

If the competition is conducted on a national basis, it will be difficult for the small countries in Europe to organize a strong team, and the competition will mainly be between the two major powers of China and the United States.

This world also has the strength of China. Although America is not bad, it is still slightly inferior in terms of young people. Only Ethan has emerged as a rising star and surpassed everyone.

Hearing this, Yi Zheng couldn't help but shook his head: "I've already lost two terms."

"How is that possible? With your Three Musketeers, how strong are they as a team? It's normal that they can't lose, right?"

Mr. Ke was a little bit incredulous when he heard this. If he said he lost in the other two age groups, he could understand it, but how could he lose at this age, unless...

“That guy Ethan was participating in the U20 competition. He was a one-man team and was the only one left at the end, but he directly led the Three Musketeers last time.

After all, he might not necessarily win in the unlimited age group, but the under-20s category is different, and he can basically help America win the championship."

Yi Zheng spread his hands helplessly. The strength of the Three Musketeers was indeed not bad, but they were all a little younger. The oldest was even three years younger. They were indeed not as good as Ethan at this stage.

"No way! He's a World Series champion, and he's participating in this kind of rookie competition? He's got no shame."

Mr. Ke was a little speechless when he heard this. Although it met the requirements for the top five chess players in the world to participate in the rookie competition, it was a bit unreasonable.

Even though I’ve done this before, I still can’t stand it!
"This is completely in line with the regulations. There's no shame in that. It's because there's no one stronger than him in your age group."

After hearing this, Yi Zheng could only shake his head helplessly. This was just a case of his skills not matching his opponent's. There was nothing much to say: "I am also planning to participate this year. Fatty and the other three are directly exempted from the selection. There are still two spots left for selection in the national team, so it won't be a big problem.

I also want to see how powerful this Ethan is. This guy seems to be only two years older than me, but he has been able to break through the Ghost King's defense until today."

Yi Zheng wanted to laugh when he thought of the Ghost King Da's expression when he talked about Ethan, but it was true that Che Da really had a psychological trauma.

"But the most urgent thing is to have an individual champion first!"

Hearing Yi Zheng's words, Mr. Ke shook his head. "You've been competing in all sorts of national competitions. If you were willing to participate in that three-year limit for new talent competition, you would have won the championship long ago."

"What's the point of frying fish? It's more exciting to swing a knife at a strong opponent. But there's a new competition coming up soon. Even though it's restricted, it's still worth participating."

"what match?"

"New King!"

(End of this chapter)