The work of the Go master

But adding another piece to the board sounds a bit odd...

With his current financial resources, Ke Zhiguang can certainly acquire a kaya wood Go board, and he often has access to genuine kaya wood Go boards.

However, he always felt that spending money to buy the kaya wood chessboard and clam shell chess pieces was a bit like being tricked, like falling for a diamond marketing ploy.

But even if he was fooled, if he could get it for free, he would definitely accept it happily. Of course, the more of these high-class items, the better. (Note: free)

In short, I don't want the Mercedes anymore. Just hand over the yak wood chessboard and clam shell stones!

A top-notch chessboard, top-notch chess pieces, and top-notch chess players—even before the battle has begun, the temperature in the center of the room is already rising, and the flames could ignite at any moment.

The on-site staff sat along the edge of the room, leaving a large space for the two people in the center.

The windows facing the courtyard were wide open, letting in gusts of cold wind, and many members of the work group were shivering.

"Would you like to close the door to keep out the cold wind?" a staff member asked.

"No need, this is fine. We can breathe fresh air and see the view of the courtyard." Xuan Yuzhi shook his head.

“Just as he said,” Ke Zhiguang said.

With high cold resistance, one is naturally not afraid of these problems. As a current famous general, Xuan Yuzhi must also have a lot of cold resistance.

The most crucial point is... I always feel that if I agree to close the door to keep out the cold wind, wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting defeat in terms of momentum?

Faced with the two so determined players, the staff didn't dare to ask too many questions. They could only sigh that when gods fight, mortals get hurt, and they never expected that this law would also apply to chess battles.

In addition to the two players, each player is accompanied by a staff member who is specifically responsible for pressing the timer.

At this point in the game, both sides only have one 10-second countdown, the same as the time limit for Ke Zhiguang's sneaky tactics.

Because this time is so short, a special person is needed to press the timer. Otherwise, if the player has to press the timer while moving the pieces, the back and forth of this action will inevitably cause losses that vary from person to person.

A game of blitz chess, where each move takes 10 seconds, can last a maximum of one hour.

However, this is only the theoretical maximum time. In reality, both sides will play with intensity when necessary and will definitely play quickly when they need to put pressure on their opponent. It is rare for a game to last an hour to reach a close endgame.

A match lasts at most half an hour; that's the main theme of the Famous Generals Battle.

It is precisely because a game of chess can end too quickly that a special tournament system like a round-robin is needed.

The three players compete in a continuous cycle until one of them wins more than three points ahead of the second-place player. Only then will the match end and a champion be crowned.

Finally, the clock struck eight, and Ke Zhiguang and Xuan Yuzhi opened their eyes at the same time, and the guessing game began.

Pick a tile, clap it, guess the pair, and pick white.

Xuan Yuzhi took a deep breath and placed his first piece towards the small eye in the upper right corner.

From the perspective of the game, the arrival of darkness is like the opening of a stage!

The sound of a blade being drawn resonated from the other end of the darkness!

A warrior completely clad in iron armor stepped forward, his sword already half-drawn from its sheath, ready to unleash a slash.

A crimson gaze shot out from the samurai's iron mask, like the infrared beam of a sniper rifle.

Symbolic Spirit: The Dark Knight

The Saint of Swords

Hmm...

Judging from the name Darth Vader alone, one might think he's a cameo from Star Wars, but he's actually wearing genuine Japanese Sengoku period armor. His helmet has upturned horns, and his mask is that of a ferocious demon. Just looking at the details of the various patterns and decorations, he is indeed a powerful figure worthy of the title of a famous general.

As for the explanation of this "Saint of the Blade", Ke Zhiguang had already learned about it by playing the chess manual on Xuan Yuzhi.

"Flying knife" is a term used in Go.

It refers to the hidden tactics and blind spots in local offense and defense. If one side of the game understands these tactics and blind spots, it can use them on the chessboard to achieve the effect of throwing knives or hidden weapons.

If the opponent makes a mistake, they will be instantly wiped out, which is similar to a deceptive tactic.

The reason why a trick is called a trick is because the method of cracking it has been known to the public. Before the trick was cracked, throwing knives were the only synonym for it.

In other words, the throwing knife must be new, and its lifespan is often only once. The person who invented the throwing knife studies it for a long time in front of the chessboard, and only lets it shine once in the most crucial and important game.

Once the move has been revealed, the other players will study it. If it is countered, it becomes a deceptive move. If a variation that is acceptable to both sides is found, it becomes a new standard opening.

But no matter what, the power of that initial bloom will also disappear.

Xuan Yuzhi's previous games were like this: he often came up with new ideas in local areas and defeated his opponent in one fell swoop by his ability to master these new ideas. His games were very beautiful and highly entertaining.

The title of "Saint of the Blade," bestowed by the god of quantum mechanics, is sufficient proof of his strength.

But unfortunately, it was just bad luck.

Ke Zhiguang also carried several throwing knives in his pocket...

The white pieces were placed and fell like snowflakes.

Small eye, small eye, small eye, and another small eye. The whole game starts with small eye moves, unfolding like flower petals.

In another warm and cozy room, Harushima Kazumasa, as a special guest, sat at the commentary desk, his legs tucked into the kotatsu (heated floor mat).

The other pair of legs in the kotatsu belonged to Reiko, Naosaka Kuranosuke's longtime partner and a well-known female commentator in the industry.

He was recruited into the Science Fiction Cult by Naosaka's pyramid scheme.

The atmosphere in the commentary booth was like a Japanese New Year celebration, with people huddled under kotatsu (heated tables), bundled up in thick clothes, peeling oranges while watching a stand-up comedy show on TV.

This was deliberately arranged by those above; they wanted this kind of family atmosphere.

But viewers watching on TV were stunned when they saw this commentary duo.

"Wait a minute! Princess Harushima and Miss Reiko are both on Koji Mitsu's side, aren't they?!"

"Good heavens, Ke Zhiguang's people are everywhere, both inside and outside the arena. How are we supposed to compete with Ke Zhiguang?"

"Could it be that the referee was also bribed by him?"

"I strongly demand that the blankets on this kotatsu be moved!"

Harushima Deer was happily peeling and eating an orange when she saw this little devil's opening move and almost choked.

"He really dares to go against Xuan Yu Xia Mu," Qingdao Lu said, wiping her mouth.

Reiko asked, "Is there a problem with this?"

"Playing at the small eye level can easily lead to complex variations, which is Xuan Yu's forte. When playing against him, it's best to play at the star level or directly occupy the 3-3 point."

The simplest example is that the three most complex patterns are all variations of small motifs.

On the chessboard, urged on by the countdown, the pieces were launched at an extremely fast speed.

Both sides were no strangers to this kind of pressure; on the contrary, they both felt like they had found their community.

Bamboo swordsmith watched the game on TV in his room; it wouldn't be his turn until the next round.

Hang it high, drag it, lift it!

As Xuan Yuzhi made a decisive thrust, brilliant snowflakes swept up from the chessboard, and the Black Knight drew his sword even further, with snowflake patterns flowing across the blade.

The grand avalanche pattern begins.

Every time a massive avalanche occurs, the temperature on the chessboard drops sharply, and snowflakes dance in the air—this seems to have become its signature effect.

But the snowflake effects in this game were particularly exaggerated, as if we were back in that blizzard night in Hokkaido.

The stronger the chess skill, the stronger the special effects, which is enough to show how many hidden cards Xuan Yuzhi has in this local situation.

Something complicated is coming.

Although the avalanche is a fixed pattern, and the local variations on the surface have been clearly analyzed, becoming a textbook that professional Go players must memorize, judging from Xuan Yuzhi's previous Go records, he has indeed found several hidden tricks in this local area that has long been thoroughly analyzed.

Xuan Yuzhi lowered the light in the corner of his eye.

This eliminates the possibility of resorting to underhanded tactics—like relying on the opponent's expressions.

He didn't intend to use his knife here, but even if he didn't intend to make a move, he still had to conceal his intentions.

Pretending to draw a knife can put considerable psychological pressure on the opponent.

Eat it.

Stand down.

Turn outwards.

Everything was proceeding according to the established routine. The main contest between the two sides at this moment was time, with each move being a powerful and decisive strike. The force of the move made one feel inexplicably sorry for the exorbitantly priced clam shell and yakini wood chessboard.

The two men's auras clashed fiercely at this moment, the shockwaves rolling across the precious jade-like arena.

Climb the second route.

Interrupted.

Next post.

It's still a normal variation of the established pattern.

Although both sides moved very quickly, to the onlookers it looked like a slow-motion video.

When to strike? When to strike?

This question was pounding wildly in their minds.

The thirty-second move—

Ke Zhiguang placed his piece slowly, without putting too much pressure on it.

tick-

Like a small stone being gently tossed into a pond, the entire chessboard only ripples for a moment before coming to a stop.

Xuan Yuzhi's pupils trembled, and his ability to conceal his expression crumbled instantly.

It was a move not found in the conventional answer, risking being captured and torn apart, and it twisted and flew across the third line.

this......

Xuan Yuzhi's nerves tensed instantly, and his calculation neural circuits were activated to the maximum, determined to clear all the landmines within these ten seconds.

Those watching from the sidelines also wore expressions of surprise and disbelief, never expecting that Xuan Yuzhi would also face a moment of being struck by a flying knife.

Only Ke Zhiguang secretly smiled to himself.

The throwing knife is already drawn, so there's no need to hide your expression.