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

Chapter 344 A Desperate Situation
"Whoosh—whoosh—huff—"

Jiang Mobai's chest heaved violently, his heavy, almost suffocating breathing sounding like an old, broken bellows forcibly pulling in the silent air, clearly audible even to Yi Zheng sitting opposite him.

He now felt that he wasn't just sweating, he was drenched in sweat! The sweat had long since broken through the barrier of his hair, gathering into fine beads that rushed down his taut jawline.

Jiang Mobai's body seemed to have become a leaky container, trying to expel the invisible pressure called "despair" that was almost crushing his brain and the chessboard in the most primitive liquid form.

One lone warrior attacks three dragons!

Go against Tiangang!

It is simply a rebellion against Tiangang!

It even made Jiang Mobai feel a sense of absurdity, wondering if he was dreaming.

How could I have been beaten like this? I've never been beaten like this before!
It really feels like Zhao Zilong shouting "I am Zhao Zilong of Shijiazhuang!" directly in Cao Cao's army. With 800,000 troops surrounding him from three directions, not only could they not defeat him, but they also had to worry about which of the armies would be overwhelmed by him. In fact, Yi Zheng might even have to make seven in-and-out moves on the chessboard at the next moment.

This is not alarmist talk! It's a fact that's about to happen!
But the question arose in Jiang Mobai's mind: wasn't he the one from Shijiazhuang?
Where's the Jerry from Jiangdong?!

“If I were to fill in the gaps below, Yi Zheng could directly use the tiger formation in the upper left corner to grow the original pieces into an absolute first move. But when I responded, he was still able to cross over to the left and completely fill in the gaps. He also has ways to rush down from above, and he might even completely encircle me. It might even create a ko fight above!”

He closed his eyes in agony for a few seconds, and when he opened them again, a terrifying scene seemed to be reflected deep within his pupils: "But if I back down, the one that was alive on the left might become dead!"

Jiang Mobai leaned back in his chair, and in his mind, the small chessboard seemed to be activated, instantly magnified ten thousand times, turning into an endless starry sky.

Black and white stars twinkled wildly, depicting thousands of possible chess game variations, like a 3D projector spinning rapidly.

Every deduction points to the same dark path—the end of the abyss, which leads to a bloody conclusion:
failure.

An absolute failure.

A complete and utter failure!

Killing three birds with one stone, I have absolutely no way to save them all at the same time.

What can save you, my great dragon!
Jiang Mobai pondered for a full hour before finally picking up a chess piece and placing it on the chessboard, his face pale.

Jiang Mobai first charged from above to defend against Yi Zheng's attack, then tried to completely revitalize the left side by turning around from the left.

He could only pray that he could arrange everything perfectly step by step, and that Yi Zheng would cooperate with him.

Jiang Mobai had lofty ambitions, envisioning himself gradually supporting the dragon below, eliminating all obstacles along the way. But how could Yi Zheng possibly cooperate with Jiang Mobai so readily?

Without any hesitation, Yi Zheng made his move right at the corner. Although Jiang Mobai fought desperately and even tried to use his calamity to fight Yi Zheng to the death at the corner, how could he possibly succeed?

"Jiang Mobai, a ninth-dan player, seems to have forgotten how he fell into a disadvantageous position in this game..."

Qi Ling couldn't help but sigh. You were beaten up like this when you tried to rob someone, and now you want to turn things around by robbing someone again? Isn't that wishful thinking?

Yi Zheng could tell with absolute certainty that this was his tribulation of carefree joy! Otherwise, he wouldn't be acting so recklessly as he is now.

Now Yi Zheng has actually connected the remaining pieces in the middle back together? In that case, the entire black group is completely surrounded.

Jiang Mobai can be described as a complete failure.

Yi Zheng's performance has become so poor that it can no longer be described as stable; it's simply been very lackluster.

Even Qi Ling could sense that some of Yi Zheng's moves had a persuasive quality, a kind of "surrender-inducing" feel. Simply put, he was making some inefficient or even useless moves, but these wouldn't affect the overall situation. Instead, they were telling his opponent, "Even with all this, you still can't win. You might as well give up now."

However, in such crucial matches, almost everyone is determined to win.

Jiang Mobai's eyes were even bloodshot, and his will to survive was still surging. He continued to unleash powerful attacks, and even when faced with Yi Zheng's "well-intentioned reminder" that "you still have leverage over me," Jiang Mobai no longer cared.

Kill kill kill kill kill!

However, after killing for a long time, Jiang Mobai still couldn't kill anything.

Yi Zheng could easily make a living group, but he was unwilling to let Jiang Mobai off so easily. Instead, he treated this as a life-and-death problem to train himself.

In the end, the entire dragon still formed a pattern of three eyes, which inevitably resulted in two of them being the cunning rabbit with three burrows.

Looking at the giant dragon in the center, Jiang Mobai's despair grew stronger and stronger.

It's endless, the eyes are just too many to break!
Although I knew this would be the outcome, I still felt desperate when the truth was finally revealed.

I dare not open my eyes, I hope it is just my hallucination!
Seeing Yi Zheng stick to him, nipping his final robbery plan in the bud, and realizing he had no tricks up his sleeve, the whole world fell silent.

Only the faint ticking of the timer remained, like an empty echo after the countdown had ended.

A voice echoed in Jiang Mobai's mind.

Admit defeat, it's time to wake up.

You have done a great job.

Jiang Mobai's body trembled slightly uncontrollably. His hand, which had once held the pieces with lightning speed and commanded with great skill, now felt as if it were filled with ten thousand pounds of lead and mercury, trembling as it slowly approached the small, black timer button on the edge of the game table.

Stop the clock, admit defeat.

In the spacious and bright main hall of the competition, a huge high-definition screen was clearly frozen on the moment Jiang Mobai pressed the stop button.

After a brief silence, a tidal wave of cheers from the victorious fans erupted from the live stream.

Watching the footage from the scene, Jin Wan, the famous 9-dan commentator, sat upright in the center of the commentary booth. Looking at Jiang Mobai's profile, which was filled with disappointment and exhaustion, his eyes behind his glasses dimmed slightly. He swallowed hard, and finally let out a long and melancholy sigh.

Although I knew the inevitable outcome several hours ago, I still need to summarize my experience after admitting defeat.

"Fellow chess fans, we have just experienced a long and extremely exciting game together." Jin Wan's voice was mellow, with a hint of barely perceptible regret.

"It is very regrettable that Jiang Mobai, a 9-dan player, ultimately failed to achieve a comeback."

Jiang Mobai didn't have any major problems in this game. He made some careless choices at the beginning, but his overall performance was quite good.

Unfortunately, his opponent played better, and it was a complete victory for Yi Zheng, undoubtedly a great game, and arguably Yi Zheng's best game with white this year.

Thank you all so much for sticking with us this far. We will announce the results of the three-day ticket lottery tomorrow. Winners will be able to attend the closing ceremony and meet the champions. You can pick up some event merchandise as you leave.

Jin Wan adjusted the microphone one last time, forcing a smile: "Thank you again for your love and support for Go! Let's look forward to the next grand finale! I hope we can meet again in the world of Go soon! See you next time, everyone!"

He smiled and waved to the camera. As all the live streams switched off the competition scene, the camera finally focused on Jiang Mobai's lonely figure sitting in a chair, and the live stream ended.

(End of this chapter)