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

Chapter 252 Title
Miao Jun: "Give me a chance."

Yi Zheng: "How can I give you a chance?"

Miao Jun: "I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to change regions."

Yi Zheng: "Okay, go talk to the chess academy and see if they'll let you change regions midway."

Miao Jun: "You'll regret this, Zheng!"

Yi Zheng: "Fatty, I'm the champion!"

Of course, the above is all just Miao Jun's own imagination while sitting in the competition position.

This is what happens when you watch too much Naruto.

The third round of the East China Divine Calculator Title Challenge.

Because there were simply too many participants and it was impossible to form pairs for direct advancement.

Therefore, in the first and second rounds, some people will be drawn into a competition. Those with higher ranks and strength will receive a bye and directly enter the third round. Finally, the 64 people who advance from the second round and those who received a bye will be organized into a final round to compete.

Normally, there are hardly any strong matchups in the first three rounds, because the first round participants who get a bye are all low-ranked players, and even in the third round, it is mostly low-ranked players challenging high-ranked players.

However, Yi Zheng was placed in the first round because he was still in the initial rank. The staff simply ranked and grouped the students by rank, completely forgetting that Yi Zheng's current rank was already in the twenties.

After all, even if someone's domestic rating is in the twenties and their world rating is in the top fifty, their rank is still only a beginner.

Are you a first-dan? I certainly am not.

After learning about this, Miao Jun couldn't help but mock Yi Zheng, saying, "You had nothing better to do than play in the ranking matches and get your rank so low. Now you're in trouble."

They didn't need to play the first two rounds, but now they inexplicably have to play two more rounds, unlike me, who can rest for two more days. Do you understand what preferential treatment for high-ranking players is?
But just two days later, Miao Jun regretted it and wanted to slap himself. In the third round of the draw, those who had a bye didn't need to draw lots; the odd numbers were placed on the wall. Yi Zheng and the others who advanced in the first round drew lots directly, and Yi Zheng drew Miao Jun.

"Damn it, next time I'd rather go to North China, at least I won't run into landmines!"

Miao Jun didn't even know where to begin criticizing Yi Zheng, forgetting that Yi Zheng was a potential landmine that could explode at any moment.

With a probability of one in thirty-two, how did I manage to be chosen again?

Could it be because we often take baths together?

"I'm really fed up. I've never even reached the top 64 in a competition, and I absolutely can't leave behind a record like that! Reaching the top 32 is embarrassing enough, let alone the top 64!"

Miao Jun looked at Yi Zheng in front of him, his eyes practically spitting fire.

Even if you are A-Zheng, I absolutely cannot be among the top 64! Absolutely not!

Seeing Miao Jun suddenly burst with fighting spirit, Yi Zheng smiled and said, "It's okay, it'll only happen this once. Just bear with it and it'll pass."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Miao Jun was a little confused by this. What did you mean by "only this once"? I was just saying that. It's not like I'm really going to North China for the competition next time.

Yi Zheng laughed and said, "Because if you want to meet me again in the next competition, you'll have to make it into the title race round-robin."

In title matches, the title holder directly enters the second stage of the game, while the Chess Saint directly enters the third stage.

Yi Zheng made no attempt to hide his ambition to become the Chess Saint, as he had already mentioned in an interview before the match.

First place is never second, and second place is always first! Many reporters thought he was referring to the challenger tournament, but Yi Zheng was actually talking about the Go Saint!
"...Jiang Mobai probably wants to fight you to the death."

Miao Jun was surprised that Yi Zheng was so confident in challenging for the top spot in China. Had it really come to this?
Miao Jun always felt that he was still quite far behind Jiang Mobai. He thought that he should first win the title before he could aspire to become the Chess Saint.

"You don't need to prepare. As you move forward, you will naturally step onto the stage of history."

Just as no one cared back then, a boy who had never received any preferential treatment or resources, who fought his way from the qualifiers to the finals and won the world championship, would become the number one in the future.

Yi Zheng didn't care too much; he knew that as long as he kept moving forward, everything would be fine.

Miao Jun didn't know what to say after hearing this: "Watch your road conditions, don't let yourself get caught in a ditch."

"Are you a sewer?"

"Your uncle's!"

Miao Jun is now trying to position his fist in an attack stance. Yi Zheng's eloquence is getting better and better, and his aggressiveness is off the charts.

"bring it on."

Miao Jun looked at Yi Zheng in front of him with a solemn expression.

The world of Go seems to have entered a vibrant new era of diverse schools of thought, thanks to the emergence of AlphaGo.

However, among China's younger generation, it was Yi Zheng who truly stirred up a storm.

Originally, after everyone competed to a certain extent, a stable pattern had gradually formed, with the three musketeers standing in a tripartite balance, and others chasing behind.

But Yi Zheng is like a catfish appearing among a bunch of sardines... no, he's not a catfish, he's a shark!
Yi Zheng seemed to be saying to the younger generation, "What buffet? I'll eat, I'll eat, I'll eat!"
That's outrageous! The purpose of adding catfish is to make the sardines more active, but adding sharks completely disregards the lives of the sardines.
Yi Zheng has put increasing pressure on everyone over the past year, and everyone has been training harder because they have discovered that Yi Zheng has not only caught up but has even overtaken them.

86 is going uphill, 86 has caught up, 86 is going around the drainage ditch, 86's taillights are no longer visible!
Miao Jun didn't want to be the one who couldn't see Yi Zheng's taillights.

You think you can shake me off so easily?
"Then come on!"

Miao Jun threw a punch without any hesitation!

Even if I, Miao Jun, play black under the number system rules and carry the chessboard on my back, I am still invincible in the world!

"A small eye hanging at the corner, a low clamp, Ah Zheng uses this quite a lot now."

Looking at Yi Zheng, who was sandwiched between them, Miao Jun silently calculated in his mind, and the two of them formed a common pattern in the lower left corner.

"It's just that A-Zheng modified this formula, changing the 'fly' to the 'point' because he saw the weakness of the point."

Miao Jun couldn't help but mutter to himself that although he had been hailed as the most talented genius since childhood, his brilliance was overshadowed by Yi Zheng's peak.

Yi Zheng was incredibly talented when he was young, playing all sorts of strange and unusual moves. Even the 3-3 point move, which was initially the least accepted move, has now become the most common move in professional Go.

"Luckily, I'm fat and easygoing, otherwise I would be furious if there were both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang."

Miao Jun silently played a move on all three lines, choosing a more ground-based approach that suited his style.

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(End of this chapter)