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

Chapter 139 Using Herself as Bait [Paying Back Yesterday's Chapter]

"Miao Jun's playing style remains the same: using stillness to control movement, constantly strengthening himself. This style is the most difficult to overturn."

Looking at the situation on the chessboard, Shen Guhong saw that Miao Jun had chosen a move that was extremely detrimental to territory, giving up the left side to Yi Zheng, but in reality, he was further strengthening the center.

Miao Jun silently wove a tangible net. Although this net is not yet in use, as long as nothing unexpected happens, it will eventually capture both of the two large black groups in the center.

Dragnet!

"difficulty."

Shen Guhong looked at the game and gave his evaluation. Even though Shen Guhong was extremely good at first gaining and then washing away the enemy's pieces, he was not confident that he could wash away the large dragon in the middle from such a heavily surrounded position.

Or even if it is washed out, the living space will be compressed to the minimum, and in the end, the actual space will be completely insufficient.

There's no way around it; Miao Jun's playing style is just that solid and robust, with every move extremely firm. Once he gains the advantage, it becomes incredibly difficult for him to turn the game around.

"Is this all we can do? But it's true, it's already pretty good."

Shen Guhong couldn't help but shake his head. It was already a miracle that Yi Zheng could achieve this level in less than a year of reaching the top, but it wasn't enough.

You are not the same person you were back then.

Shen Guhong shook his head and returned to his position. He also fished out the fish first and then washed it. But facing Qi Ling's raised knife, Shen Guhong was confident that he would survive.

Nobody killed their own dragon, nobody!

Yi Zheng is now in the same predicament that Shen Guhong just predicted. He has to admit that even though his progress is rapid, the progress of the three musketeers, who are China's top geniuses, is just as fast.

No one will wait for you to catch up. Even though the gap has been narrowed considerably in less than two years, there is still a difference in strength between Yi Zheng and them.

"But not much left, their advantage won't last long."

Despite being at a disadvantage, Yi Zhengdu remains quite optimistic, after all, he has experienced even greater disadvantages before.

Moreover, as Mr. Ke said, emotions will only influence your thinking. Only by controlling your emotions during the game can you find the path to victory when you are at a disadvantage.

"I refuse to believe that Miao Jun wouldn't have a single flaw."

When faced with two isolated pieces, Yi Zheng decided to first make one of them live on the spot.

Miao Jun also responded in unison. In his view, playing Go is like practicing Tai Chi, using stillness to control movement and softness to overcome hardness.

Slowly and steadily accumulating advantages, just like the previous few moves, which seemed slow but actually strengthened their position and put greater pressure on the black pieces below.

"Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng, it's not that you're not strong enough, it's that I'm just too strong!"

Looking at the situation on the chessboard, Miao Jun couldn't help but sigh. In the end, he leaned back tactically, almost tipping over.

However, Miao Jun was still very excited. This game was really a good one for him. He perfectly demonstrated his style. He would have to write a self-commentary and submit it later.

Move 93, Black, leans in.

"You clumsy A-Zheng, how can you do this?"

Seeing Yi Zheng start using underhanded tricks, Miao Jun couldn't help but snort. Yi Zheng's move seemed threatening but was actually useless. If you weren't skilled enough, you might be fooled, but he couldn't possibly be blind to it.

Miao Jun ignored it and rushed out from below. Here, he found himself in a huge, unpredictable situation; the giant net he had woven was finally about to reap the rewards. "This fat guy is really good; that series of moves was absolutely perfect."

If his national championship win a year or two ago had an element of luck, it's not impossible for him to win the national championship or even a title now.

As Master Ke watched Miao Jun make his move, he couldn't help but comment. His attention was mainly focused on Yi Zheng, but he overlooked the fact that the others had also made progress.

The three boys, known as the Three Musketeers, have also grown to the point where they are about to make a name for themselves.

Looking at the situation on the chessboard, Master Ke couldn't help but shake his head: "It will be difficult for A-Zheng to win this game, but at most in a year or so, Yi Zheng will be able to catch up."

No matter how fast a so-called genius progresses, Yi Zheng will only catch up faster, and surpassing anyone is only a matter of time.

However, Yi Zheng did not think that way. He did not want to talk about waiting every day. Although the situation was difficult, there was still a chance of victory.

There were even worse situations in Ke Lao's chess records, but he still managed to turn the tide in all of them.

Miao Jun is good at using softness to overcome hardness, but Yi Zheng is equally good at using weakness to overcome strength.

"They left me a dead end to escape from, really."

Yi Zheng shook his head as he looked at Miao Jun, who had left him a way out. At this point, it was basically like accepting charity.

If Yi Zheng makes this choice, Miao Jun will completely swallow the upper hand, which is no different from admitting defeat.

Move 123, Black jumps!

"Are you trying to disrupt the connections between my pieces and then plunder the middle?"

If the gap in Miao Jun's middle is blocked, then the dead end that was originally left for Yi Zheng below will suddenly become a way out.

Seeing that Yi Zheng was unwilling to die naturally, Miao Jun could understand it. After all, most top chess players are too proud and don't want to die gracefully themselves, so he could only help Yi Zheng die gracefully.

Move 124, White, squeeze!

Seeing this, Yi Zheng instantly realized the opportunity, but on the scene, he was still clutching his hair in pain, as if he had no idea what was happening.

Miao Jun's purpose in making this move was simple: to threaten the large black group above. If Yi Zheng chose to reinforce the group, Miao Jun could then make another move, making the entire group even more solid.

But how could Yi Zheng possibly fill the gap? In Go, all opportunities are fleeting; if you don't seize them, you will lose everything.

How many golden opportunities does one get in a lifetime? Why not seize them with all your might!

Move 125, Black, cut!

Miao Jun attacked again without hesitation, but when Yi Zheng picked up the food, he finally realized something was wrong.

Looking up at the smile on Yi Zheng's face as he sat opposite him, Miao Jun felt as if his gums were about to bleed from being bitten.

You little bastard tricked me!
Here, Miao Jun's strategy of sticking to Yi Zheng is no longer viable, as it gives Yi Zheng an excellent opportunity to counterattack.

The only option was to fight back, and that's what happened.

Let the calamity begin!
(End of this chapter)