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

Chapter 391 You Still Have to Practice
Ethan's expression seemed to immediately turn sour, even though he hadn't looked well in the past two days.

He truly hadn't expected that Yi Zheng's simple and unassuming hands, which seemed to possess no subtlety whatsoever, would suddenly leave him unable to attend to both his upper and lower body!
what happened? !
These two techniques seem to lack any particular skill, yet they are like a precise scalpel, as if the Taizu Long Fist had fallen into Qiao Feng's hands, turning the ordinary into the extraordinary.

But Ethan didn't have time to worry about that now. He suppressed the panic in his heart because there were too many things to deal with, and he had to take action immediately.

However, when faced with Ethan's test, Yi Zheng didn't even glance at him before heading straight up to seize key positions, further escalating the threat from above.

Ethan glanced at the top left corner and then at the bottom right corner, looking so aggrieved he was about to bite his lip until it bled.

Although it seems that Yi Zheng will be very strict in the future, Ethan has no way to add any more measures from above, as this would be too inefficient.

In that case, we might as well switch!
After making up his mind, Ethan clicked on the bottom left corner, wanting to test Yi Zheng's life or death.

"Although they survived, they were thoroughly plundered, weren't they?"

Looking at the final changes in the lower left corner, many people in the hall couldn't help but start commenting.

Qi Ling looked at the chessboard on the screen and couldn't help but shake his head. In his opinion, everyone else's vision was too narrow: "Ethan's fighting instincts are too weak. Once Yi Zheng in the lower left corner is fully alive, the weakness of the black pieces in the center will be further amplified."

Qi Ling himself loves to fight recklessly, often going all in and deciding the outcome in one round! But that doesn't mean he acts without thinking, even though people often say that.

But in reality, he is very perceptive when it comes to life and death, just like a shark that smells blood, especially when the offense and defense are reversed.

The concept of strength and weakness is not a constant; it is relative. You may stand still, which may seem unchanged to you twenty years ago, but others may progress faster and surpass you, thus reversing the balance of power on the chessboard.

The shifts in strength on the chessboard often lie hidden in seemingly insignificant exchanges of detail.

Without you even realizing it, a complete reversal has already been quietly and imperceptibly completed.

That's it now.

It seems that Ethan has gained something from plundering Yi Zheng's horn, but after Yi Zheng fully came back to life, the thickness of this piece has changed.

Yi Zheng was right when he said that the strongest position is the one with living stones; everything else is uncertain.

However, Ethan doesn't seem to realize this yet, completely unaware that the deadly chain reaction is already crashing down on him like dominoes.

Ethan moved to the bottom right corner and started to seize control of the large area. From the perspective of others, the chessboard seemed to be gradually shifting towards the direction of Kung Fu Chess.

Like two martial arts masters competing in internal strength, it looks simple and unadorned, but it is actually the most challenging, because it truly reflects the difference in the two people's levels of skill.

However, Ethan is now clearly exhausted, because if Yi Zheng surrounds the left side, his gains on the ground will be far greater than Ethan's.

Ethan could find nowhere else to further expand his territory.

When you can't find a way to improve yourself, letting your opponent underperform is the best option.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ethan shot straight in from the right.

He risked his entire career to break into the league and save the day!

After invading, Ethan briefly assessed the situation. Overall, he should be leading by about seven or eight points. However, Yi Zheng now had the first move, so his invaded black stones would inevitably be attacked. But overall, the situation was still relatively balanced, and he wasn't in a bad position.

Even most of the other top players watching from the lobby thought so; Ethan played quite well in this round, and it's still a long game with both sides laying the floor.

However, Old Ke couldn't help but shake his head. He was almost certain that there was a 90% chance that Ethan had joined the chain.

Black's position has many flaws, while White's position is solid throughout. Therefore, White can only plunder and attack Black's position later on. The so-called balance of territory is just a false appearance.

"The gap is huge."

Old Ke couldn't help but shake his head. If Yi Zheng had previously only gained an advantage over others by virtue of his weaponry (AI formula), now it was a complete difference in their levels of understanding.

"They're moving too fast. We had artificial intelligence for training, but it took us several years to truly grasp the core concepts. Yi Zheng, even with me in between, is still moving so fast."

A glimmer of hope inexplicably arose in Old Ke's heart. After all, the second-generation dog was not as good as the third-generation dog, and the third-generation dog would also be somewhat inferior in the face of the future's ultimate skill. Perhaps...

Perhaps Yi Zheng can defeat the second-generation version of the dog.

As for the first-generation version of the dog, Coach Ke didn't take it too seriously. Back then, although he felt that the chances of winning weren't particularly high, he was still confident. Not to mention now that he has everything he needs.

But the second-generation dog.

Mr. Ke had to admit that this was a mental demon... a fear from the depths of his heart.

Meanwhile, in the game room, Yi Zheng glanced at the situation on the chessboard and knew that the time had come to take down Ethan in one fell swoop.

As for the black stone that the opponent played? No need to worry about it.

74th move, White, point!

Yi Zheng directly pointed at the middle, and Qi Ling immediately stood up excitedly. Just as he had predicted, the offensive and defensive positions had been reversed in this area.

Qi Ling didn't forget to give Miao Jun a smug look: "See? Yi Zheng has proven that my thinking was correct, hasn't he?"

Miao Jun couldn't help but roll his eyes, but Yi Zheng's move was indeed brilliant. Ethan would never be willing to make contact alone.

Otherwise, if Yi Zheng were to casually jump outwards, Ethan's potential below would be completely compressed, and a black hole would instantly form in the center of Yi Zheng's body—no, a white hole…

Ethan was also gritting his teeth, glancing at Yi Zheng's retreat in the lower left corner. As if he had been mentally corrupted, strange sounds seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Giving in is not the same as being patient; it's something you still need to practice, little brother.

The auditory hallucination was like a needle, piercing his taut nerves.

The cold sweat on his forehead finally broke through the critical point, sliding down his temples and leaving a dark mark on the edge of the chessboard.

P.S.: Without China participating, only two South Korean teams made it to the semifinals of the pseudo-LG tournament...

(End of this chapter)