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

Chapter 272 Divine Calculation Changes Hands
Both of them had considered the idea of ​​Mr. Ke, but neither of them delved into it, nor were they willing to spend even a second more to think about the change.

Because it's obvious without even thinking that it's an extremely complex and chaotic situation, impossible to calculate clearly.

Humans simply cannot perform such a sacrifice-for-power shift; there are too many changes that are neither good nor bad that can be judged.

The air now seemed to have solidified into a high-density block of lead, so heavy that breathing felt difficult.

The ticking of the chess clock sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence, like a countdown to death, striking the tense nerves of the two players.

In this situation, if we were to shift the outcome to the scenario predicted by Mr. Ke, it wouldn't be a 50/50 chance; it would be a gamble to see who the idiot is.

In the end, Yun Linglei finally made the move that Elder Ke had been longing for.

"We're doomed! Yun Linglei's buff is still too strong. Are we really going to have to drag this out to the very last game?"

Old Ke slapped his thigh in mid-air, though he slapped nothing, but his face was full of heartache and regret, as if to say, "I knew it!"

Just like in the world of Ke Lao, there were all sorts of buffs, such as the famous Chinese mainland world champions having different surnames, the Winter War God, the best-of-three curse, and so on.

Yun Linglei's buff seems to be working now, and it really is going to drag the best-of-three series to the final game.

Looking at the current situation, Old Ke couldn't help but shake his head. Yi Zheng would definitely break through; that was 100%.

In actual combat, Yi Zheng also took this step.

Move 153, Black cuts!

However, after this step, Yun Linglei has a pair of skilled hands in the center.

After that one blow, Yi Zheng was completely unable to get up again.

This one is absolutely amazing!
Yun Linglei even has the means to kill Yi Zheng's entire dragon! That's a "dragon-slaying technique" that can decide the game in one fell swoop and cause Black to collapse instantly!
However, in actual combat, both Yi Zheng and Yun Linglei fell into a state of red-hot temperature.

The long battle, the intense calculations, and the suffocatingly complex struggle on the chessboard had made their minds, like an overloaded engine, begin to smell burnt.

Yun Linglei felt that he had been chased and beaten by this junior brother from beginning to end, and now he was almost beaten into a pulp.

Looking at the chaotic situation in the central government, Yi Zheng's intuition told him that the situation was not good. It was as if a "danger radar" honed by top chess players in countless life-or-death games was frantically sounding the alarm!

However, Yi Zheng didn't know what was wrong with him. He trusted his intuition, which had saved him from danger countless times.

However, he couldn't figure out where the problem was. This state of "knowing the danger but not knowing why it was dangerous" plunged him into immense anxiety and self-doubt.

He felt inadequate but didn't know exactly what he was lacking. He even began to waver: Is this really not my strength? This uncertainty was more agonizing than a clear disadvantage.

Chaos! Complexity! Explosion! The central battlefield had become an information black hole, devouring the rationality and computing power of the two chess players.

The two players could hear each other's heavy breathing, which was clearly audible in the quiet game room. Sweat dripped onto the edge of the chessboard, making a barely perceptible "tap" sound.

Looking at the chessboard, Yun Linglei instinctively chose to connect the pieces.

Looking at Yun Linglei, who was stuck to him, Yi Zheng repeatedly confirmed that he should have the upper hand. The sense of danger that felt like a thorn in his back was greatly reduced with Yun Linglei's somewhat conservative "sticking".

Although he couldn't calculate everything, Yi Zheng's intuition told him that the pressure valve was loose! An opportunity seemed to have arisen!
He took a deep breath, calmed his racing heart, picked up a chess piece and placed it directly on top!

This "top" move was not the dragon-slaying move that Master Ke had anticipated from Yun Linglei, but rather a strong counterattack launched by Yi Zheng after the pressure eased, relying on his keen sense of smell! What was originally an excellent opportunity for Yun Linglei to win has now been seized by Yi Zheng!

The balance of power shifted instantly!
"This works?! I'm speechless..."

Looking at the situation on the chessboard, Master Ke couldn't help but complain, but upon reflection, it was quite normal; it seemed quite common to not be able to calculate clearly in this situation.

In the blink of an eye, the entire chessboard has undergone tremendous changes.

But if that's the case...

"Then it's over?"

Yi Zheng fanned himself as he looked at the situation on the chessboard, then glanced at Yun Linglei's expression, confirming that he definitely had the advantage.

I didn't choose the simpler variation of directly capturing the opponent's key pieces; instead, I opted for a more aggressive push.

After being pushed, Yun Linglei's three key pieces still couldn't escape.

They even had digging techniques on top, which meant Yun Linglei couldn't manage both the top and bottom.

Yun Linglei now knew that he was in a completely disadvantageous situation, and it seemed that it was impossible to turn the tide.

They tried to block Yi Zheng's digging from above, but Yi Zheng persisted and broke through directly, aiming at the middle of the battle.

Although Yi Zheng did not reach the stage that Master Ke had longed for, in the end you just said whether he ate or not.

"Yi Zheng's top step is excellent."

It wasn't until a few more steps had passed before Ma Zhaoxu belatedly realized the brilliance of Yi Zheng's move. "This should be the end now. Xiao Yun probably doesn't have any better ideas. The gap should be around ten points now."

Yun Linglei had no other choice but to start a fight with Yi Zheng in the center. However, once the fight started, his tendency to get angry in the middle immediately became apparent.

Seeing the final outcome, Yun Linglei could only sigh helplessly.

Unable to win the battle, the central government was massacred, but the people below could not be killed.

The actual situation is vastly different from the overall picture.

The tide has turned; no, it never even had a moment of power.

There's nothing left to play.

Game over.

Thinking of this, Yun Linglei's eyes lost their luster, revealing an emptiness after a dream has been shattered.

He stared at the chessboard, as if watching his own back recede further and further from the title of "Master Calculator." The title was lost after all. A heavy sense of loss overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

Ma Zhaoxu couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "What a pity. This battle was quite exciting. From the latest strategic planning stage to the battle of wits and courage between the two sides triggered by the central levy, the whole game was very intense."

Finally, with the final decision made, Yi Zheng sealed the victory, proving his title was well-deserved, as was Yun Linglei.

But there can only be one winner.

This is the cruel reality of the world of Go: no matter how well you perform or how brilliantly you play, there can only be one winner in the end.

All your actions are merely a foil to highlight the other person's even more brilliant performance.

The victor is king, the loser is villain—this is the eternal iron law of this black-and-white battlefield.

Move 185, Black captures and crosses the stone.

Seeing this step, Yun Linglei knew it was the final step, because he immediately admitted defeat.

"I lost……"

After saying this, Yun Linglei seemed to feel a great weight lifted off his shoulders.

The suffocating pressure that had lasted for hours finally subsided, leaving behind immense exhaustion and emptiness.

This game was incredibly tough. From his perspective, it was like being unilaterally beaten by Yi Zheng. The relentless pressure from start to finish left him with almost no chance to breathe.

Yi Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief and slowly nodded: "Thank you for your consideration."

Like Yun Linglei, his back was already soaked with sweat. At this moment, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he even felt a dizzy feeling of exhaustion.

Even now, Yi Zheng feels like his radar is still sounding alarms, and he always feels like he's walking on the edge of a cliff because of the chaotic situation in the central government.

Yi Zheng only truly relaxed at the very last moment.

Seeing Yun Linglei looking somewhat lost, Yi Zheng subconsciously tried to divert his attention by saying, "The Asian Cup is coming up soon, maybe we can still win."

Upon hearing this, Yun Linglei waved his hand dismissively: "No thanks!"

They've already used me to boost their KPIs twice; they can't possibly use me to boost their KPIs again this month.

Is it a person or not?

I'm at least your senior brother!

"congratulations."

Hearing the referee's voice next to him, Yi Zheng seemed to realize something as if his mind had just turned around.

A tremendous sense of joy and accomplishment then belatedly swept over me like a tsunami, washing away all my fatigue and doubts.

Yi Zheng looked down at the winding, black and white lines on the chessboard, lines that had been through life-and-death battles and finally settled, and finally couldn't help but smile.

"I won."

2-0.

Clean and neat!

At this moment, the divine calculation has changed hands!
The new king of East China ascended his throne under the weary and complex gaze of the old king.

The clock stopped ticking, the second hand frozen at that moment, recording this historic instant.

P.S.: I managed to finish a 10,000-word update despite having a headache! Please vote for me, brothers!
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