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

Chapter 168 Killing the Opponent When He's Wrong

Without any hesitation, Yi Zheng directly attacked Ruian from the lower three routes—no, the lower two routes.

In conjunction with the town above, Yi Zheng then dug up the roots below.

You're saying this is your dragon? I thought it was a speed bump!
Ryan also felt a bit of a headache. He had suddenly been isolated and cut off from the top. It wasn't that the situation was hopeless, but it was definitely very uncomfortable.

Because in this situation, the higher-ups will definitely be subjected to a fierce attack by the other side.

Furthermore, Black did not have any advantage on the board, meaning that Black was immediately caught in a tough battle.

As Ryan had predicted, although the person above managed to escape by cutting off their arm, they couldn't completely escape.

"What's going on? If we push all the way out, it won't be a problem whether we live or die, but if we exchange like this, Yi Zheng will have an advantage on the left, and my side will basically be a one-man show with no value."

Ryan felt a chill run down his spine. What was going on? His opponent looked like he hadn't woken up yet, but his moves were so sharp.

If they had actually chosen that last-minute, desperate move to survive, then the game could be considered over by now.

Therefore, in the face of this situation, Ryan could only fight by growing the broken pieces and easily obtaining them.

Even a hard-fought battle is better than surrendering outright.

"Damn, Zheng's been playing so smoothly this game. Did he really not sleep until after 3 a.m. last night? Unbelievable, he's playing better without sleep than when he's asleep. Maybe he should just stop sleeping before matches from now on."

While watching the chess records updated in real time online, Miao Jun in the research room started to complain as he placed a piece on the chessboard on the table.

He was worried that Yi Zheng might not have slept well last night and might not perform well, and that there was a high possibility that the game would be difficult from the start.

Unexpectedly, Yi Zheng gained an advantage right from the start, playing with exceptional fluidity and grace from beginning to end.

You call this not sleeping? If you couldn't have produced such good results without sleeping, why would you need to sleep at all?
Is this kid lying to me?
Qi Ling couldn't help but start speculating: "Do you think it might be a deception, pretending to have not slept well to make the opponent lower their guard?"

Upon hearing about the so-called "deception tactic," Shen Guhong couldn't help but mutter a sarcastic remark from the side: "That's called feigning weakness and pretending to be mad."

"Yeah!"

"I think it's very possible! He fooled us all to deceive his opponents! He even told me he didn't sleep well last night. Ah Zheng is really too wicked!"

"You don't understand! This is the highest level of strategy! You not only have to deceive your opponent, but also those around you, and even yourself! Yi Zheng even has to believe that he really didn't sleep well, so that the other side can believe him!"

Hearing the discussion from the Chinese team, Benjamin, the coach of the Americas team, clenched his fists in the research room.

These Chinese kids are so cunning! Wasn't the game supposed to be decided on the chessboard? Why are they resorting to the Thirty-Six Stratagems?!
But in fact, Yi Zheng did feel quite sleepy, and he even slapped his face a few times to remind himself to stay awake.

But after only two taps, Yi Zheng, watching Ryan place a piece on the chessboard, couldn't help but peek out like a kitten.

Even after pulling his neck back, Yi Zheng couldn't help but scratch his hair.

Why isn't this thing abandoning its piece? Why is it jumping to the right?

Ryan would probably be very surprised to hear this. Sacrificing a pawn here? Where did that idea come from?

Seeing this move from the other side, Yi Zheng felt much more awake; it was more effective than slapping himself twice.

The main problem was that the opponent's move was so terrible that it woke me up.

Why is it bad? Move 68, White, jump!

Yi Zheng completely engulfed the large black group at the top. According to Ke Lao, what is the current state of black's stones called?
A word chain game! Yes, that's it!
Ryan realized something was wrong, as they were now in danger of being slain by the dragon.

"***! What's going on?"

Ryan couldn't resist reaching into the chess box and grabbing at the pieces, making a crunching sound as he did so.

He originally felt that he could kill Yi Zheng in 100 to 150 moves at most, but now it seems that he will be slayed by the other party before he even reaches 100 moves.
This game could very well end around the hundredth round, but I was killed by the dragon.

Isn't this right?

Who is trying to frame me?
Ryan couldn't help but look up at Yi Zheng sitting opposite him, who then yawned again.

There was nothing he could do. Although his opponent's move was terrible, he was still sleepy afterward, so Yi Zheng could only yawn again.

"What the hell!"

Seeing that his opponent still looked like he hadn't woken up yet, Ryan didn't know what to say. How could his opponent win like this?

How can it be?

impossible!
Thinking of this, Ryan immediately pulled upwards, intending to fight against Yi Zheng's murderous aura.

Without any hesitation, Yi Zheng stuck to it. Before the opponent even moved, Yi Zheng had already figured out how to slay the dragon in this area.

Yi Zheng had already calculated it in advance; this part was something he could do quickly.

Ryan had considered this, so he tried desperately to walk outside for a while, but it was to no avail.

If that step of digging remains, he will never be able to breathe again.

Ryan knew that it was impossible to kill the white stones on the right, so he could only turn around and try to kill the white stones in the center.

But it was actually no use. Yi Zheng broke through and, while Rui An was sticking to him, Yi Zheng made a series of easy wins.

Even Mr. Ke couldn't help but show a disgusted expression when he saw this.

"It's terrible. Even if I take over, it won't help. Even if artificial intelligence takes over, it won't be saved. Even if FineArt comes, it will still be useless."

This situation is absolutely terrible, and there's nothing particularly complicated about it. Artificial intelligence usually goes completely mad in this kind of situation, like a dog going crazy.

Ryan couldn't possibly be unaware of this; he was simply maintaining the status quo.

Later on, the situation became completely meaningless, because Ryan would die with both hands.

In short, it was a direct confrontation, and even if Yi Zheng made a few moves outside, in the end, it was Yi Zheng who ate his dragon.

In the end, Ryan also gave up the fight, ending the game in 144 moves, unlike the European player who fought his way to the end yesterday.

Because there's no point in holding on until the end. Yesterday, the opponent held on until the end to wear down Yi Zheng's stamina, but today is the last game of the first stage.

There's no need for a match tomorrow, so even if you drag him to the hospital, it won't make any difference.

(End of this chapter)