The work of the Go master

This...this sentence structure seems to be from other migrant worker comics.

"Alright, hurry up and go! Good luck, take down the bamboo sword forger!"

Ke Zhiguang was unexpectedly moved. He never thought that Qingdaolu would take the initiative to congratulate him. Could it be that... her tsundere was cured?

"Okay, I'm going."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

As soon as Ke Zhiguang left the room and closed the door, he heard the sounds of a fierce fight coming from inside.

Basically, Harujima Shikaro let out a hungry dragon roar and pounced on Reiko, dragging her into the bed as well, where they wrestled in the narrow space.

Well... never mind, I don't quite understand girls' thought processes, let's just treat it as normal playful banter.

Back in the game room, the chessboard had been cleaned up. Bamboo swordsmith sat upright in front of the chessboard, his whole body shrouded in a shadow as if cast by molten iron.

It seems that he has cooled down from the euphoria of his initial victory and has completely transformed his excitement into calm.

Xuan Yuzhi went up to the center of the courtyard and sat down on the stone bridge, looking like he had suffered a serious injury.

"The moment has finally come." Ke Zhiguang leaned back behind the chessboard.

“Yes, I thought this moment would come later.” Taketsukata made no attempt to hide the aggressiveness in his eyes.

The two were about to fight when they met at the hot spring inn, but a sudden power outage made them both stop.

In retrospect, that decision to withdraw was the right one. Such a valuable and meaningful match should, of course, be played in a formal tournament.

The atmosphere is just right.

"The knives should all be thrown away by now, so what follows should be a fair and square confrontation, right?" Bamboo Knife Forger asked.

"That's not necessarily true. I have a knife covered in poison here," Ke Zhiguang replied directly, making a gesture as if he were licking a knife.

The two sides began to clash, sparks flew, and the camera crew seemed to sense that a major battle was about to unfold, so they subconsciously moved their cameras forward a little.

After a ten-minute break (commercial break), the referee announced: "Third game, begin!"

Grab the time, beat the time, guess the order!

They got the black pieces.

"What a pity, I didn't let you get the white pieces." Bamboo Blade snorted and shrugged.

"Let's just consider this a continuation of the game we didn't finish last time. Didn't I also play black in that game?"

I'm referring to that time at the hot spring inn.

"You call it not finished after only making one move? It should be called not even starting yet." Bamboo Blade Forging smiled, his fighting spirit blazing.

These two had already guessed the outcome, yet they were still arguing before the match. For a moment, one of the referees wanted to issue a yellow card, but was stopped by the more experienced referee.

The reason is... perhaps this is what youth and adolescence are all about.

The first piece is placed on the chessboard—

A towering, godlike figure appeared behind the bamboo sword forging procession! The ground turned into scorching soil!

【Shura】

Feel the relentless, uncompromising hostility!

Here it comes, and it really is Shura, with three heads and six arms, his whole body covered with blades and weapons, but he doesn't wear any armor. He has put all his talent into offense, which is a stark contrast to the Black Knight from before.

On that dark and stormy night, it rushed towards the feet of the unreachable holy Buddha and challenged it.

[Semi-perfect state]

The competitive spirit

These two buffs were applied to Shura's head; these were effects granted by the Emperor's Pool, and they are still in effect.

The effect of a competitive spirit is the desire to win. With this effect, chess players will cast aside all fear and never back down at crucial moments when they need to fight, but they will also never be reckless when they need to play it safe. Everything is for the sake of victory.

Hmm... so this is what competitive spirit means. No wonder I haven't been playing around much lately.

Just consider it a kind of psychological suggestion.

[Third Rebirth]

A strange dialog box appeared on Shura's body, complete with cool burning effects, like a Vermilion Bird reborn from the ashes.

It is Shura's inherent skill.

The explanation is roughly that Shura becomes even stronger with each rebirth.

My first rebirth was when I was learning chess as a child and was bullied by the chubby boy sitting next to me. I didn't want to play chess for a while, but in the end, I made a comeback and defeated him.

His second rebirth came after failing his first qualifying exam, but returning from a year of training in Hokkaido completely transformed.

His third rebirth was when he was punished by Shi Xin, and then he trained in Hokkaido for so long before returning to undergo another transformation.

The premise of becoming stronger with each rebirth gives it a Saiyan feel.

Regardless of all that, in short—

"Prepare for your fourth rebirth!" Ke Zhiguang exclaimed.

The chess pieces fell from the sky!

Star, star, small eye, hanging corner—

The fourth move already surprised some people.

Instead of choosing to occupy a corner, he opted to directly approach the corner, leaving the lower left corner of the board completely empty – a rather aggressive move.

Shura launched his attack ahead of schedule!

Ke Zhiguang's expression remained unchanged as he calmly placed his pieces in response.

With a gentle flick of his wrist, he struck the two high-pitched corners.

The starting position of Muramasa's demon sword——

The demonic sword was drawn, blocking Shura's attack with a single strike! The sparks that flew out illuminated the faces of the two people on the chessboard!

"As expected, the three major opening moves appear very frequently in this kind of rapid chess game. The Muramasa Demon Blade opening move, like the Great Avalanche opening move, has always been synonymous with flying knives and mazes. Princess Harushima, do you think they will fight fiercely in this part?" Reiko asked.

"I don't know, but from what I remember, Koji Mitsuko generally doesn't actively seek out complex variations in his patterns." Harujima Shika shook her head.

"But Ke Zhiguang, a 6-dan player, performed very well in the avalanche pattern just now."

"Hmm... that's what I find strange. This guy is so good at dealing with patterns, and he can even occasionally get a few hits out of others, but he never takes the initiative to move. I don't know why..." Harushima Shika muttered to herself.

This feeling is really annoying. It's like pretending to be weak while actually being a wolf in sheep's clothing. You're clearly very good at this, but you just don't take the initiative. You pretend to be weak and wait for others to come and cause trouble, and then you teach your opponent a lesson.

This time, however, he finally took the initiative to seek change.

“He probably will. He definitely has some tricks up his sleeve. I trust him quite a bit in that regard.” Harushima Shika nodded, her gaze clear and firm.

Looking at Harushima Shika who trusted him so much, Reiko felt a stirring in her heart.

—I bumped into something!

The two suddenly sped up their pace on the chessboard!

Straddle, pull, push, jump!

One step, three steps, five steps, seven steps!

Each step produced the metallic sound of blades clashing, as if two swift swordsmen were frantically hacking at each other, sparks flying like fireworks.

Both of them were at their peak in terms of momentum, and in this maze that could be fraught with danger, they both chose to charge straight through!

The 40th move, the final step of the stance, completes the stance!

After the crisp sound, everyone was stunned. For a moment, Ke Zhiguang and Zhu Daoduan stared at each other wide-eyed.

Where's the throwing knife?

The entire sequence has been completed, so why is there still no knife?

Chapter Forty-Six: Take this Dragon-Slaying Technique from the West Gold Chess Academy!

The current situation is perplexing, not only among the chess players but also among those around them.

Both of them just showed off their impressive swordsmanship, and I was really looking forward to an even more exciting duel when they clashed, but then... they both sheathed their swords?

It feels like excitedly searching for an NTR (Netorare) novel, only to find it's a pure romance novel – so disappointing and uninteresting.

"Hey, these two were all set up with their signature moves, how come they ended up so anticlimactic!" Harushima Shika choked up, having just said "I believe him" when his face started to sting.

The audience also had something to say: "Goodness, when it comes to cutting down Xuan Yu, they're all incredibly fierce, but when it comes to cutting down each other, they're so gentle and mild. You guys were definitely in cahoots behind the scenes!"

Ke Zhiguang and Zhu Daoduan also fell into silence.

As for Ke Zhiguang, he originally planned to set up a fixed pattern for the Demon Blade and wait for the opponent to make a move so that he could dismantle the blade. Why did Brother Duanzi chicken out?

Bamboo Sword Forging's idea is similar. You so casually started with the Demon Sword's opening move, you must have come prepared. I might as well play along and find a way to break the plan. Why didn't you do anything?

The game room remained silent; anyone unfamiliar with chess would be baffled as to what had just transpired.

Both sides chose to defend this round, passing the time peacefully and waiting for the next round of card draws.

Move 41, Ke Zhiguang's turn, draw a card!

He placed a high-hanging move in the upper left corner of the board, officially opening up a new battlefield.

Bamboo Knife Forging breathed a sigh of relief; there really were no tricks up his sleeve here.

The only way to settle this is through fair and square.

Lift the piece – capture it.

Retaliate—grow.

The game suddenly veered back to normal, and the demon sword disappeared from the chessboard.

Ten seconds, then another ten seconds, the special effects of each move slowed down, and Shura lowered his three-headed, six-armed blade, temporarily halting his attack.

Despite the seemingly calm background, the faint background music of war drums continues uninterrupted, suggesting that the game is maintained at a high intensity throughout.

49 hands, kidnapping and eating.

50 moves, the small eye occupies the last corner.