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

Chapter 163 The Great Demon King [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

"A bunch of cowards! So what if you're just new first dans who were promoted last year? What's there to be afraid of? You act like you can't beat any of you! Where's your confidence? I've told you so many times! The most important thing in playing Go is to have confidence!"
"If you're all like this, what's the point of participating in competitions this year? And what's the point of being among the top students in your classes? With this kind of mentality? What kind of profession can you have? Just go home and take the college entrance exam!"

Teacher Bao said while banging on the table: "They are only slightly better than you! They were assigned to the upper level last year, and some of them were your old classmates. Now that they are your senior brothers, are you scared?"

So what if it's been a year? They're improving while you're not? Do you think your skill level will suddenly explode after you become a professional?

As soon as Bao Butong finished speaking, he fell silent for a moment, and the students below also fell silent, because they all thought of one person at the same time.

It seems that it did indeed experience explosive growth all at once, becoming an extraordinary phenomenon.

This was tantamount to Bao Butong contradicting himself, so for a moment, Teacher Bao didn't know how to continue the lecture and stood awkwardly on the stage.

However, one student couldn't help but burst out laughing, since it's quite amusing when a teacher makes a fool of themselves.

"What are you laughing at, Xiong Chong? Last year, you were the only one in your dorm who didn't get a job! You still have the nerve to laugh! Your roommates are all back now, mentoring you as your seniors. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Upon hearing this, Xiong Chong felt no embarrassment whatsoever, but outwardly he nodded and bowed, indicating that the teacher was right.

"This kind of thing can only be an isolated case. Are there any other people besides him? It can be completely ignored."

Bao Butong coughed and brushed off what had just happened, since the matter of a demon couldn't be taken seriously.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and the people who had achieved their professional rankings last year came in.

Actually, they came to give some guidance, and most of the people present were already familiar with each other; they had even sat in the same class last year.

So there's no need for Bao Butong to say anything; many aspiring graduates still in the dojo are holding their breath with a burning desire for advancement.

After all, many people think that he was lucky to get in last year even though his grades were worse than mine, while I was still working myself to death in class every day. I must do my best to beat him.

Of course, this applies to other people. People don't have such thoughts about Yi Zheng. He's too perverted. Let's just ignore this guy.

Yi Zheng is a bastard, he's not even human!
Yi Zheng was well aware of the vast gap between himself and his old classmates, so he couldn't possibly use all his strength.

They're just using this as a guide; otherwise, these kids who've just reached a professional level wouldn't even make it to the endgame against Yi Zheng's moves.

The so-called instruction game is a kind of teaching from the experienced player to the experienced player. Sometimes the experienced player's game is not simply to win, but to guide the opponent to play the right way through a method.

After playing a few rounds, Yi Zheng realized just how difficult this thing was. No wonder Old Ke usually didn't want to play against him and only wanted to slaughter him.

These two processes consume brain cells on completely different levels; it's simply a matter of psychological satisfaction from the massacre.

So Yi Zheng ended up slaughtering Xiong Chong.

"Boss Yi, you're too ruthless! When you play with others, you only play the final small endgame, but when you play with me, you chase me down and kill me! What happened to our roommate friendship?! How infuriating!"

Xiong Chong was on the verge of tears as he watched his two dragons being killed. From the very beginning of the game, Yi Zheng had been chasing and attacking him like a madman. Even when Xiong Chong tried to huddle up and stay put, Yi Zheng wouldn't let him.

That's too brutal! If this continues, I, the president of the fan club, will turn to the dark side.

However, after Yi Zheng finished speaking, he said that Xiong Chong had made great progress compared to last year, and that there should be no major problem with him getting promoted this year. Xiong Chong immediately felt that his logic made sense.

Yi Zheng attacked like the others because they weren't worthy of making Yi Zheng use his full strength, while Yi Zheng chased after him relentlessly because he needed to use his full strength to defeat him. The logic makes sense!
He still loves me!

After finishing his business, Yi Zheng went to the vice president's office. The so-called vice president was none other than Yi Zheng's nominal mentor, Ma Zhaoxu.

Although he could have become the dean long ago, he was clearly not the type to take charge, so he simply gave the position to someone else and only held the title of vice dean.

Of course, he still actively participates in teaching-related matters from time to time. Although he was voted out by the national team back then, it did not stop Mr. Ma's enthusiasm for cultivating the new generation.

"So you all have a great responsibility this time. Among the three groups of old, middle-aged and young, you are under the most pressure."

Looking at Old Ma, who was drinking tea and talking, Yi Zheng nodded. This wasn't the first time he had heard this sentence; basically, everyone who met them would say it at least once.

There's no way around it; after all, Ethan from Team America seems invincible to his contemporaries for the time being.

Just as Yi Zheng is an insurmountable demon king for these new first-dan players, Ethan is also a demon king for his peers of similar age.

To put it bluntly, despite the fact that the three musketeers and others were slightly younger than him, he had never even won the runner-up title in the Asian Cup.

However, the resources Ethan received were indeed quite extraordinary. When he was around fifteen years old, Amelia directly provided him with seeded spots in various major competitions to train with.

Skipping the qualifiers and playing against world-class players in the main tournament is a privilege unprecedented in history.

Although their initial results were terrible, with many being eliminated in the first round, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they wasted their spots, they did improve later on.

However, this is unlikely to happen in China. Putting aside other factors, where would you go with three spots for the "Three Musketeers"? There aren't even enough seeded spots for the existing title holders. If you were to dig out three more spots for the new generation, it would really cause a huge uproar.

But if we force a single spot, none of the three musketeers will be willing to concede to the others. Their strengths are not that different, so why should he get more resources than me?
The so-called worry is not about scarcity but about inequality.

So at most you get one sometimes and he gets one sometimes, but it's just an opportunity, and the actual training effect is relatively small.

What might be a life-changing opportunity for others is just a chance to train many times a year for Ethan.

However, the three musketeers continued to improve their strength under these circumstances, and their statement that they would challenge for the title next year was not just empty talk.

It's worth noting that Shen Guhong's ranking in China has already reached the top ten.

However, upon hearing this, Mr. Ke said that he had already achieved the highest ranking when he was seventeen years old, and by the age of sixteen, he was already a regular in the top five.

"So I'm really looking forward to meeting him. I haven't heard any rumors about him since I became a professional professional, and I really want to meet him."

As for the so-called fear, Yi Zheng simply couldn't possibly be afraid.

Let alone him, even the Three Musketeers wouldn't have this kind of mentality.

If you want to become one of the world's top athletes, you must have a sense of pride! Absolute self-confidence!

It's the kind of feeling where even if you lose to your opponent a hundred times, you absolutely believe that you can defeat them on the hundred and first time!
Not to mention, they started to fear the other person without even touching them.

There's no point in even comparing; you've already lost.

(End of this chapter)