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

Chapter 146 I Just Want to See That Expression on Your Face
"Huff...huff...cough cough cough!"

Due to his racing heart and rapid breathing, Shin Junmin couldn't help but cough violently a few times.

Before the match, he had considered countless possible outcomes, even the possibility of losing, but he never expected things to turn out this way!
Shen Junmin felt that Yi Zheng had a one percent chance of defeating him. He thought that Yi Zheng might slip up and be picked up by Yi Zheng, and then he would regret it and slap himself in the face.

The possibility was small, but not impossible, so Shin Junmin had also fantasized about it in his mind.

However, Shin Junmin did not expect that even after he had missed a spoon and managed to save it, he would still be able to be overturned by the other party.

Isn't it said that one cannot step into the same river twice? How can a chess player lose twice in one game?!
No matter how much Shen Junmin thought about it, he felt that Yi Zheng's strength was definitely much weaker than his own, otherwise he would have been suppressed by him within the Hundred Hands.

However, the difference in strength does not determine the outcome of a game. A game of chess can involve hundreds of moves, and sometimes the outcome can be decided by just one move.

Yi Zheng's playing style was like a mad dog, constantly touching, biting, and scratching! He completely turned the game upside down.

Those people keep saying that Silla Go has a lot of street thug-like moves, but Yi Zheng is the real street thug!
It was like a petty thug wielding a watermelon knife, hacking his way from Penglai East Road to Nantianmen, getting stabbed several times but not even blinking!
Shen Junmin's thoughts flashed by in an instant, because he had spent too much time on the robbery and now he didn't have any extra time to think about anything else.

After realizing that there was no way to forcibly block Yi Zheng, Shen Junmin can now only contact the subsidy cut-off points from below.

Without any hesitation, Yi Zheng thrust his pieces outwards, cutting off the white stones.

Shin Junmin once said something that was actually quite true: once you go from great joy to great sorrow, it's easy for a person to make a series of bad moves.

Shin Junmin is in this situation right now. Even though the situation is theoretically still 50/50, if he can calm down, he might have a chance to win. But right now, his mind feels like a complete mess.

Even Shin Junmin himself feels there's something wrong with the moves he's playing now.

For the first time in this game, Yi Zheng has truly gained the upper hand.

At this point, Yi Zheng still had ten minutes left to keep his time.

In the current situation, Yi Zheng finally began to think for a long time, which is rare. Just as Ke Lao said, cultural workers should be cultured, and Go players should use their time where it is needed.

"At crucial moments, I start to think, 'Wow, the timing was really good.'"

Looking at the time allotted for both sides, Old Ke couldn't help but reminisce about his peak years, when he could leisurely take his time to think things through even when others were out of time...

In our youthful days, we reminisced about the glorious and eventful years...

Move 211, Black cuts!

Yi Zheng pondered for a long time, calculating almost every possible change. After confirming everything, he made several moves to take the initiative, and with his final move, he cut off the opponent's position, thus ending the game completely.

The reason is simple: the large white group on the right side is no longer alive.

Even if they wanted to fight Yi Zheng head-on, they wouldn't have the same fighting spirit as Yi Zheng's dragon.

Even if Shin Junmin wanted to survive, he had no chance at all.

Because Yi Zheng doesn't even need to kill him; he only needs to use killing him to deal with his own dragon to win, and win big.

Even when faced with Yi Zheng's further offensive, Shen Junmin did not organize a counterattack, or rather, dared not counterattack.

But that makes sense, really. He didn't have much time to spare, and after being overturned again, Shin Junmin is a bit dizzy right now.

Shin Junmin didn't know what to say. The opponent had played most of the game poorly, so why did he lose in the end?

Yi Zheng could see Shen Junmin's pain, an unconcealable pain. However, Ke Lao, who was floating beside Shen Junmin, revealed an even more excited expression.

However, Shin Junmin was in extreme pain but still refused to admit defeat, putting up a final resistance.

What if, what if Yi Zheng also makes a mistake again?

When faced with Shen Junmin, who refused to surrender, Yi Zheng continued to be greedy and even made further demands.

Old Ke couldn't help but pick his nose: "This kid's become addicted to taking."

But it's understandable. When facing a ninth-dan master and being dominated for most of the game, you finally manage to get hard at the last moment and get on top of him, so naturally you'll want to do whatever you want.

But young people still need to know how to exercise restraint.

The paper cup next to Shen Junmin had been squeezed out of shape, no, it had been crumpled up, and Shen Junmin couldn't even control his facial expressions anymore.

Unfortunately, although many people take a rational and objective viewpoint that a great chess player is one who remains expressionless and calm after making countless mistakes, this statement is actually too counterintuitive.

Every top chess player is filled with the desire to win, not to mention the huge prize money that follows. A single mistake could cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. How can a chess player remain calm when facing defeat?

Therefore, emotional fluctuations are perfectly normal; slapping and punching someone in the chest have long been commonplace in world-class competitions.

Of course, it's slapping yourself in the face.

Shin Junmin is one of them.

He slumped into the chair, slapping himself in frustration.

Old Ke knew that it was no different from the end at this point, so he pounced on Shen Junmin and raised his chin: "I just wanted to see this expression on your face! This pained expression on your face! Hahahaha!"

Yi Zheng didn't say much when he saw Shen Junmin's expression, since it wouldn't be good to say anything now.

Seeing Yi Zheng calmly make a final move, Shen Junmin knew there was no chance left. He stopped the timer next to him, grabbed his clothes, and turned to leave.

Yi Zheng watched as Shen Junmin left directly, then called the referee to write down the result. After that, he threw the crumpled paper cup that Shen Junmin had left on the table into the trash can and turned to leave.

But just as they reached the entrance, they ran into Yun Linglei, who was preparing to come in for another round of inspections.

"It's okay, try again next time."

It was obvious to Yun Linglei that Yi Zheng had lost to a ninth-dan player, and one who was even the second-best in Silla. It was perfectly normal.

"Don't we have to continue the competition tomorrow? What's this 'next time'?"

"what?"

"I won."

Upon hearing Yi Zheng's words, Yun Linglei was completely stunned. "Wait, I watched the entire first half of the game, weren't you being pressured the whole time? How did you win?"

As the results of the first round of the Asian Cup qualifiers were announced, a post quietly appeared on the Muyefox forum.

[Oh my god, who is Yi Zheng? He eliminated Shen Junmin.]
Is this little guy a Gen Z? He's so fierce!

(End of this chapter)