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

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"Can't you stand it anymore?"

Yi Zheng stretched his body and looked at Li Junhe, who suddenly burst in, realizing that the other party seemed to have realized that the situation was not particularly good.

Lee Jun-hyuk's original style was extremely peaceful, and he often made concessions. However, it was through these concessions that he was able to secure the final half-point victory.

But now Li Junhe no longer backs down. He no longer has the keen sense he had when he was young, knowing that he could win even if he had to yield.

But in reality, we do have to make concessions in this particular area.

"Li Junhe is getting old and no longer suited to this new era."

Yi Zheng sighed slightly. Li Junhe's era was coming to an end. The new era no longer had a ship to carry him, not to mention that even the Pirate King's own father wasn't enough to go around.

Li Junhe is now launching a strong counterattack because he knows that his current skill level is no match for Yi Zheng's long-term strategy, and his once-proud super intelligence is unlikely to defeat Yi Zheng.

Since that's the case, then we have no choice but to use superpowers!

Although Lee Jun-hyuk is known for his kung fu chess skills, his strength is actually quite good. It's just that sometimes people with greater strength are better at applying force.

This is also why many chess players gradually shift towards a power-based approach as they get older; since they can't calculate anymore, they might as well just go for it.

"The calculation was wrong..."

Li Junhe's face instantly turned ugly as he watched Yi Zheng cut him off without hesitation.

In his original calculations, he could capture the bottom right corner, which would have given him a better position. However, the situation has clearly developed in a way that he did not expect.

Yi Zheng pulled out one of his pieces from below to fight him head-on. It was no longer possible for him to fight him head-on. It seemed like he was one move ahead, but Yi Zheng had a piece alive in the lower right corner and could also emerge in the center. Instead, he surrounded him and made him die.

"This was clearly the situation I was best at when I was young, but now..."

Li Junhe suddenly felt a deep sadness. He finally understood what it meant to die young. If he were five or three years younger, would things be different?

Li Junhe had no time to grieve; he could only suffer the consequences below. However, Yi Zheng clearly judged that this transformation was a win for him, and simply eliminated the calamity.

"In that case, the game is basically decided. The gap between the two sides has widened significantly, and Yi Zheng probably won't give them another chance."

All the black stones in the lower right corner are dead. Although Li Junhe could capture all the white stones in the upper left corner with another move, the difference in size is too great. Yi Zheng definitely gained a significant advantage in the exchange.

Miao Jun couldn't help but shake his head. So far, the only time he had seen Yi Zheng lose was when he was playing against AlphaGo. No one else had ever gotten the better of him.

"And the most troublesome thing is that the group of white stones that Yi Zheng captured is in his classic life-and-death situation..."

Miao Jun spoke with a resentful tone: "You think he's dead, but he's actually still alive. The broken points left above are full of all sorts of uses. Who knows when the dead will come back to life and bite you back."

Yi Zheng often sends you a few coins to eat in different places, but you feel like you have a fishbone stuck in your throat and indigestion. If you don't supplement it, the risks are too great, but if you do supplement it, the efficiency is too low.

Yi Zheng's moves are versatile, allowing him to either sacrifice or gain, and he remains resilient even in defeat, while his opponent finds himself increasingly caught in a dilemma...

Yi Zheng's strength lies in his solid foundation, but his opponent's foundation is riddled with flaws.

Yi Zheng's outer influence is both offensive and defensive, and can even enclose territory, but his opponent's outer influence can easily become isolated. You might think that by forcing Yi Zheng to the outside, he won't be able to gain any territory, but he can actually enclose the center.

But if you go outside, you'll find there's no solid ground at all; you can't even put up a sign."

Listening to Miao Jun's endless complaints, like a broken record, An Jing San Duan couldn't help but say, "It shouldn't be that bad, right? If that's the case, how can anyone compete with Yi Zheng? According to this logic, no one can beat Yi Zheng."

With such a fearful mindset before even starting the game, it's questionable whether he can even finish a single game, let alone defeat Yi Zheng.

"So now we're all studying Yi Zheng together, thinking about how we can win a game against him in the competition."

We desperately need a victory to restore everyone's confidence in Yi Zheng. We absolutely must win! Let everyone know that Yi Zheng can lose!

It's uncertain whether he'll have a chance at the National Games or the National Championships. It's actually very difficult to get a spot in world-class competitions, mainly because he doesn't participate in various commercial tournaments anymore. If you were to face him in the Chess Saint Tournament, you'd have to at least win the title.

I feel like I might not run into A-Zheng even once a year... unless he participates in the Rookie of the Year competition.

Miao Jun became increasingly distressed as he spoke, feeling that the future looked bleak. He felt that it would be difficult to even play a game against Yi Zheng in a formal competition, let alone defeat him.

Yi Zheng plays games at a very high level; the entry requirements have already eliminated most of China's top ten players.

Is this still Yizheng?

Didn't we live under the same roof every day, inseparable? Give me back Ah Zheng, who was about the same level as me!

At this moment, there was another person whose mentality was just as broken as Miao Jun's, and that was Li Junhe on the field.

Lee Jun-hyuk knew that winning a championship after the age of thirty would be very difficult, especially in international competitions.

This is not entirely a decline in physiological function, but rather a mysterious passing of a "peak period".

Lee Jun-hyuk's calculation ability may still be strong, but his endurance, the intensity of his bursts of speed, his resilience against high-intensity pressure, and his elusive "chess sense" and "luck" are all fading imperceptibly.

It was not a cliff-like collapse, but a steady but irreversible slow descent.

Li Junhe was certain that he was still among the top tier of players, and he had more than 50% confidence in defeating the vast majority of professional players in the world, including some promising young players.

However, Yi Zheng completely shattered Li Junhe's original idea; Yi Zheng had truly reached a level that surpassed others.

"Another world number one has emerged..."

Li Junhe sighed silently in his heart, a sigh that contained too many complex emotions.

There was reminiscence of the past, a sense of melancholy at the fleeting nature of peak performance, and regret for failing to break through one's own limits. But more than anything, there was a confirmation and silent coronation of the super genius before us who truly transcended the inherent framework of human chess players.

The sound was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, only causing ripples in the depths of his own consciousness, yet it solemnly proclaimed that an era belonging to Yi Zheng was undeniably beginning.

My era has truly come to an end.

(End of this chapter)