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

Chapter 357 Dragon Slaying! Another dragon slaying!
"What happened? Li Zongrui just did a simple fix on it?"

He watched as his opponent placed a piece at the crucial juncture, symbolizing the life or death of the large dragon in the upper right corner of the board. The piece seemed light and limp.

This is simply not the Li Zongrui he knows! Where is the Li Zongrui who usually plays with a torrential downpour of chess moves and who would launch a desperate counterattack even when cornered?
Yi Zheng was somewhat surprised by Li Zongrui's passive resistance. After all, there was still a last-ditch effort to be made here, and Li Zongrui should have been able to see that.

Even so, the chances of winning are slim, but given Lee Zongrui's style, he should at least fight to the death.

Since we're going to lose anyway, we might as well take a gamble and fight with our backs against the wall. Anyone should have this thought at this point.

As a result, Li Zongrui not only dared not fight, but seemed almost ready to surrender.

"You were mentally broken by me? That can't be true."

Yi Zheng didn't use any ruthless tactics against him. He played the game normally and didn't try to kill him outright. He just delivered the fatal blow at the crucial moment.

Li Zongrui should have died peacefully; I didn't deliberately torture him.

Li Zongrui has now directly abandoned the large dragon at the top, so Yi Zheng naturally has no reason to refuse and can only accept it.

Li Zongrui even took the initiative to turn the tide towards the end, which is basically no different from the French approach.

Yi Zheng even seemed to have lost the will to continue chasing Li Zongrui. After all, if Li Zongrui had resisted, Yi Zheng might have found it exciting. But now that Li Zongrui was motionless like a dead fish, Yi Zheng felt no interest at all.

You should at least move an inch!

Li Zongrui did not surrender directly and continued to place pieces, but his whole body seemed to have become mechanical. By the end, the gap on the board had widened.

When Yi Zheng tried to persuade him to surrender on the chessboard, Li Zongrui realized that he had probably played too many pieces and stopped insisting on resigning.

Li Zongrui's complexion didn't seem too good. He really wanted to leave and go back to rest, but if he didn't review the game, he might miss something if he just went back and studied it on his own. So he had to ask Yi Zheng to find out exactly where he lost.

"Yi Zheng, where did I make the wrong move in this game?"

"kindness……"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zheng stroked his chin and remained silent for a moment. Seeing Yi Zheng's expression, Li Zongrui couldn't help but ask, "Is there nothing wrong with the attack? Is it simply a difference in strength?"

If that's the case, then it's utterly hopeless!

Upon hearing this, Yi Zheng couldn't help but wave his hand. Li Zongrui was overthinking things. Did he think of me as Old Ke? "It's not that different, it's just that you made a lot of mistakes. I don't know where to begin."

"..."

What you said sounds just like a sentence!

When did Yi Zheng's lips become so sweet?

Li Zongrui had no idea when Yi Zheng's mouth had become so sharp. He clearly remembered that when they first met, Yi Zheng was a rather innocent boy. Who corrupted him?

However, the two focused on the review, with Yi Zheng explaining his understanding to Li Zongrui in detail where Li Zongrui had made mistakes.

But once he starts talking, he can't stop. For example, the slow move at move 28 was too disadvantageous, move 56 was too cumbersome, moves 86 and 88 were serious mistakes, and the hasty move at move 110, which resulted in a major problem, led to an instant collapse after being poisoned by his own two moves.

The more Li Zongrui listened, the more his head ached. He never imagined he would have so many problems, and there were many issues that he might not have discovered at all if Yi Zheng hadn't pointed them out.

In the end, Li Zongrui even seemed a little desperate. Even such a normal move was considered a problem move by Yi Zheng?

Go is just too difficult...

Is there anything I did right?
After reviewing the game, Li Zongrui seemed to be in a particularly heavy mood when he left. Even though he rested for a day after the first game and the second game didn't start until the third day, Li Zongrui still seemed to be unable to shake off the shadow of the first game when he came back.

His overall condition didn't seem to be very good, and the second game ended in just 124 moves. Li Zongrui suffered another crushing defeat, making it a short-lived game.

Or to some extent, when Li Zongrui lost the first game, he had already lost the semi-final.

Because he was completely devastated, he basically had no will to fight back.

"Sigh, yet another boy's Go dream has been ruined by you, you born evil brat Uchiha Yizheng."

Seeing Li Zongrui leave dejectedly, even the elderly Ke, who was present, couldn't help but sigh, "It's really not easy for a Go player from a small country to have come this far."

Li Zongrui's talent is actually very high. Even if he were placed in the golden generation of Ke Lao's world, Ke Lao felt that he had the potential to compete for the world's number one spot.

Unfortunately, a talented and hardworking boy happened to meet another boy who was even more talented, hardworking, and had better resources than him.

It's like a hexagon encountering a circle in the same era—it's truly a disheartening situation.

Or perhaps it's more accurate to say that Professor Ke feels the current golden generation in this world is even more talented than his own world.

After all, the population size of Go players is different, so the number and potential of the number of geniuses that emerge will indeed differ.

However, it is still very difficult to produce a genius who is one in ten thousand. Yi Zheng's talent is only barely comparable to mine.

Old Ke couldn't help but glance at the chessboard, then slightly adjusted his assessment: "At most, he's a little bit better than me, just a tiny bit, no more!"

Yi Zheng had no idea what Old Ke was thinking, but upon hearing this, he replied, "I believe Li Zongrui will come back. He can't possibly fall here. Ethan is more likely to do so."

Ethan, who was watching the game from the other side, couldn't help but sneeze: "Damn it! Li Zongrui is incompetent! He's brought shame to the country! In the end, I still have to step in!"

However, Ethan couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that he wouldn't have a chance to meet Yi Zheng this year, and that he would have to wait until next year's World Championship.

The two teams in the Division A finals were placed in two different halves of the bracket. Ethan was very confident in leading his dream team to the finals, but Yi Zheng's team was out of the question; the chances of them making it to the finals were too small—not so small as to be a pipe dream.

Ethan pursed his lips, eliminating the extremely slim possibility. After this analysis, the result became clear.

"Then I have quite a lot of time to prepare."

(End of this chapter)