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

Chapter 425 Are You Going to Destroy Go?

"It's almost over. Even if AlphaGo comes, it probably won't be able to turn the tide."

Almost all the professional players watching the game made a very unified judgment based on the situation on the computer: Black could basically resign.

Although the chessboard is still very large, and both sides are only making moves on the left side, the advantage or disadvantage of the situation is already quite obvious.

The unknown black player's right side was completely compressed. He could make a living group later, but the problem was that even if he did, he wouldn't have many points.

Furthermore, his opponent sitting opposite him was Yi Zheng, the world's number one. Perhaps he might have had a chance to turn the tables against anyone else, but against Yi Zheng, it was practically impossible.

So far, it seems that no one has ever managed to turn the tide against Yi Zheng.

Although many spectators couldn't guess the true identity of the player playing black, anyone with a certain level of chess skill could easily see that his strength was definitely not low among professionals, at least at the high-level professional level, and certainly at the level of a top-tier league player.

As for how high his skill level is, it's mainly because Yi Zheng is just too strong. Black was clearly suppressed and couldn't play anything, so it's hard for everyone to judge how strong Black's potential is.

But even if we consider him to be a regular high-level professional, the level of the top league is still a terrifying thing.

Yi Zheng's ability to defeat such a high-level opponent while giving him the lead sent chills down the spines of many professional players present, filling them with indescribable shock.

After all, being able to stand on the stage of the top league means that even the worst player is not without a chance to defeat the world's number one.

But Yi Zheng told everyone that I was now far ahead of you, and that I could win even with a handicap, and that I could win so easily.

At this rate, before the mysterious online chess god AlphaGo even appeared in reality, another entity that rivals AlphaGo has already quietly emerged.

Future world Go tournaments may even become purely a game of chance, where anyone who draws Yi Zheng as their opponent will be considered eliminated.

Yun Linglei stared intently at the screen. He knew he was truly finished; the gap between them hadn't narrowed but was widening.

Unlike his recent matches where he deliberately lost at the end, Yi Zheng seemed to be exploring the limits of his abilities and continuing to expand his advantage.

Yun Linglei knew there was no way to turn the tide, but he still had to give it his all.

Because the outcome of the docking was simply unacceptable to him.

Let me go first!
How could we possibly lose if we let ourselves go first?!
This unscientific!

Even with a handicap, Yun Linglei still didn't have enough points to make, so he could only frantically search for clues on the board, trying to close the gap between the two sides.

Finally, he even went so far as to confront Yi Zheng with a do-or-die mentality.

It's important to know that Yun Linglei plays chess with exceptional composure. In most games, even when he's at a disadvantage, he doesn't put up much of a fight; he simply lies low and waits for his opponent to make a mistake.

It's rare to see a game like today's where everyone is determined to fight to the death, resulting in a complete mutual destruction.

After all, losing first was still a difficult thing for Yun Linglei to accept, especially losing to someone he knew well.

Just a year ago, Yi Zheng was very strong, but everyone felt that he was only at the ordinary high level. How come he has grown to this level in just one year?

Winning the title of Chess Saint, Asian Cup, nine consecutive victories in the tournament, and a top-ranked player with a handicap.

All of this happened in less than a year.

too fast.

It's unbelievably fast. The 152nd move, White, squeeze!

After this move, all the professional players in front of the screen couldn't help but shake their heads.

They knew that this game was completely over.

As long as the other side still has any sense of shame, they absolutely cannot back down.

Because Black cannot connect at this point, otherwise all Black pieces above will be wiped out, and even if White pieces below are captured, the gains for both sides will be completely disproportionate.

Even the most tenacious fighters, if they manage to fight to the death, will still be a dead end, as everyone can see from a straight line.

After this squeeze, the board is very clear, with no complicated parts. Black's advantage over White is at least thirty points.

a very wide distance.

"They won too easily."

Watching this game from far away in Malaysia, Li Zongrui couldn't help but sigh. He originally thought that although the gap between him and Yi Zheng was huge, Yi Zheng could never really reach the point where he could let him go first.

But in today's game, Li Zongrui really didn't know what to say.

Although he wasn't sure who the black player was, Li Zongrui was certain that the black player's playing style and strength were no worse than his own, because if he put himself in the black player's shoes, he really couldn't find a better way to play.

And it was this very black piece that was defeated by Yi Zheng with a handicap, completely without any room for resistance, resulting in a flat game.

If I were to do it myself, the situation probably wouldn't change much.

Has the gap really gotten this big?

This thought kept swirling in the minds of the new generation of chess players watching the game, as they imagined that they would be with Yi Zheng for at least ten or even twenty years in their professional careers.

Some professional players are already feeling a chill down their spines.

Theoretically speaking, after reaching their peak around the age of thirty, their skill level will generally decline precipitously, dropping from top players to ordinary first or second-rate players or even lower.

However, the problem is that Yi Zheng's peak is too high. At his current age, he probably hasn't even reached his true peak yet. So how long will it take for him to go down from his peak?
He might not be at his peak after he turns thirty, but even if he isn't at his peak, will he still be number one in the world?

Will it become like this in the future: Yi Zheng with a full head of white hair, on an IV drip, still playing chess with everyone in the finals of a world championship?

When they were halfway down, everyone saw Yi Zheng close his eyes and couldn't help but shout that this was the most promising year!
When Yi Zheng opened his eyes, everyone was filled with despair again.

Yi Zheng, that's enough. Are you really that addicted to chess?

Yi Zheng! Are you trying to ruin Go?!

Unlike the jubilation on the screen, all the professional players felt as if they had been doused with cold water in the dead of winter, sensing an infinite darkness ahead.

Otherwise, we might as well change all the competitions to a challenge system. That way, at least everyone will know who the champion is. Otherwise, no one who is eliminated by Yi Zheng will be convinced.

I was just unlucky to run into Yi Zheng.

(End of this chapter)