The work of the Go master

The dialogue is quite violent; only truly excellent chess players can understand its meaning.

Whether in ancient or modern times, in China or Japan, once a Go player becomes a professional, they will always distinguish between ordinary games and professional games.

Regular games include training matches, casual online chess matches, coaching younger players, and even playing a few games with superiors.

The difference between professional matches and these tournaments is... that they inevitably involve some kind of risk.

In the brutal competition of ancient Japanese Go, sometimes losing a best-of-three match could result in being exiled to a deserted island, and indeed, some people have risked their lives for Go.

In short, professional Go players can only push themselves to their limits and complete those great Go games when they are willing to gamble something.

Ke Zhiguang had indeed received the other party's determination; it was indeed a fighting spirit as fiery as a raging fire.

The bet between him and Jowa is clear: if he wins, Jowa will immediately withdraw from the Holy Grail War; if Jowa wins, well... who knows? Maybe Zero will secretly cover for him.

On the other hand, if even Jowa can't be defeated, then there's probably no need for me to challenge Yagami Kunikyo.

Ke Zhiguang's quiet fighting spirit was ignited.

"How about we start as a team battle? If you beat me, then my side will lose a key player. Even if your partner loses, it doesn't matter. We're just temporarily borrowing your bodies and incidentally taking away some of your fighting strength. After December this year, everything will return to normal. In a sense, you'll be guaranteed to make a profit!" Zhang He shouted.

“Then… let’s set up our lineup,” Ke Zhiguang replied firmly.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Red-Eyed... *cough cough*

As soon as the declaration of war was issued, Zhang and the troops behind him took a step forward, their murderous aura rising into the sky.

"We have a total of fourteen people. I wonder how many people Lord Ke Zhiguang can send?" Zhang He slowly spread his arms, and the dragon shadow beneath his feet also spread its wings, with a group of black snakes below the wings.

The opponent's arrogance suddenly surged, rising like flames.

Now it was Ke Zhiguang's turn to be in a dilemma.

You said you'd only send a few people to fight... and now you all want to come?

Ke Zhiguang silently considered the situation in his mind... No! He couldn't be outdone in terms of momentum!

He turned around and shouted sternly to his teammates across the road, "Yamaoka, go!"

"What does this have to do with me! So you're upset if you don't call my name at least once a day?" Yamaoka stomped his foot in exasperation.

Well... I just habitually mention his name. As he said, it's quite interesting to occasionally call him out.

There's a strangely satisfying feeling of shouting, "Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!"

"We're about to have a team battle. Does anyone want to volunteer?" Ke Zhiguang continued to ask.

"Do we really have to go through with this?" Yamaoka asked, a hint of fear in his voice.

"This is a rare opportunity to take out one of their top generals ahead of time, so we must seize it," Ke Zhiguang explained.

At that moment, a kind-looking elderly player from the opposing team stepped forward and asked, "May I ask if Ms. Harushima Kashima would be my opponent in this game?"

When her name was called, Harushima Shika paused for a moment, then asked across the street, "May I ask who you are?"

"My name is Zhou Donghou. As the daughter of Mr. Yuetian, you should be very familiar with this name." The old man who called himself Zhou Donghou smiled and cupped his hands, exuding an air of antiquity.

Harushima Shika took a deep breath, her eyes flickering for a moment.

This person was known as the only national chess master in that era who was qualified to play against Huang Longshi.

Recently, Harushima Kashima has been spending all his time studying Huang Longshi's ancient chess scores on the chessboard. Zhou Donghou, as his opponent, has appeared quite frequently, and he has a place in the hall of masters.

Harujima Shika was about to respond, but before she could, she subconsciously made eye contact with Koji Hikaru for a moment.

Ke Zhiguang thought about it and nodded.

This person is a rival of special significance to Harushima Kashima.

My father's arch-rival... though he's an arch-rival who can only win two out of ten games.

However, if Harujima Kako wants to make her father her ultimate goal, then Zhou Donghou is an obstacle she must overcome.

Although playing against them carries the risk of defeat, choosing to back down here might mean losing something else entirely, such as courage or confidence.

After receiving Ke Zhiguang's affirmation, Qingdao Shika also nodded firmly in agreement: "No problem, I accept your challenge."

"Thank you, Miss." Zhou Donghou bowed slightly.

So the deer on the safari also stepped onto the zebra crossing and onto the next street, its posture equally majestic and its gaze arrogant.

However... it's a red light now... she seems busy pretending to be something else and didn't notice that.

Okay, I won't interrupt her this time.

"Where are they? Keep going!" Harushima Shika shouted back, as if he were standing in the position of leader.

"Here we come!" Xingjia, lifting the hem of her skirt, happily crossed the road.

"As expected, I still want to face difficulties together with everyone. Besides... I'm a shrine maiden. Even if I accidentally lose control, my consciousness might not be taken over." She smiled optimistically.

Nobody knows how she came to that conclusion.

However, Kojiro and Shireshima can understand Hoshino's determination.

The three of them faced the menacing atmosphere together, their silhouettes shining brightly.

At some point, this road became like a moat, with the zebra crossing serving as a suspension bridge over the river. Only brave warriors dared to walk across this suspension bridge to the other side and face the enemy's thousands of troops.

The pressure poured down on Harujima Deer like leaden rain, making her small shoulder bones tremble.

Only by stepping out of the chess academy's protective zone and onto the battlefield can one realize how dangerous the recent nights have been, as if even the oxygen in the air has been compressed.

"Hey, is anyone else here? Three isn't enough," Ke Zhiguang continued to ask.

Everyone still looked hesitant and reluctant to join this wave.

Although it was said that everything would return to normal after the Imperial Chess Tournament ended, there are still more than three months left. It's not worth it to have my consciousness interrupted for three months for nothing.

Just as the standoff was reaching its conclusion, a voice that hadn't been heard for months came from the other side of the intersection: "What are you all doing here so late at night?"

Both sides' gazes instantly turned in that direction—

He really is someone who has mysteriously disappeared for several months...

"Brother Forging, you're here!" Ke Zhiguang felt a surge of excitement, as if reinforcements had arrived.

"Yes, I'm finally back from South America!" Bamboo Blade shouted excitedly from afar, like a jungle survivor returning to a long-lost human city.

Two figures carrying large and small bags are walking from the shadows in the distance into the light nearby.

Bamboo sword forging, and the other person is Xuan Yuzhi... So, these two really are together?

Ke Zhiguang wanted to go up and give them a hug to celebrate, but when he saw what the two of them were wearing... damn it, he couldn't bring himself to hug them.

"You two...were mining in South America?"

"Stop talking! In the end, it's all Aconcagua's fault. Who made it so high up! We almost didn't make it back!"

Ok?

Ke Zhiguang didn't quite understand the logic for a moment, feeling that the other party might have omitted some important information.

Xuan Yuzhi added from the side, "We almost died and survived in the wild for a long time."

"Yes, luckily I have a lot of wilderness survival experience in Hokkaido. I'm already very good at things like starting a fire by friction!"

“Me too. If I weren’t proficient in swordsmanship and karate, we would have become bear food long ago,” Xuan Yuzhi said proudly.

"Yes, yes, you and me, that time..."

As the two recounted their exciting past moments with great enthusiasm, everyone present fell silent.

This... I have a feeling that these two, without me noticing, secretly did something extraordinary that exceeded the power level of the main characters...

"Duan-san! Your trip is outrageous! More than three months! Hey!"

"Bake Sword in South America" ​​could probably have reached its fifth season by now!

"Damn it, it's so lonely without you at the chess academy for the first time. The whole world belongs to Ke Zhiguang..."

Bamboo Sword Forger retorted forcefully, "What's all the noise about? I'm back now, and it seems like I've encountered something interesting since I got back."

As he spoke, Bamboo Sword Forger's gaze swept over the ancient people in front of him, revealing an equally aggressive look in his eyes.

Xuan Yuzhi was also stretching his muscles and joints, the cracking sounds adding to his fighting spirit.

The powerful lineup of five people created immense pressure, causing the entire ancient group to instinctively retreat. Zhang He also showed a grim expression.

Ke Zhiguang said provocatively, "I'm sorry, everyone, the reason you've been able to live so comfortably lately is because these two are not at home for the time being."

Ke Zhiguang placed his hands on Xuan Yu and Zhu Daoduan's shoulders, then wedged himself between them.

"These two are natural-born battle maniacs. In terms of bloodlust and aggression alone, you two are probably a bit lacking."

The composition of Xuan Yu Zhi Shang is unclear, but Ke Zhi Guang, the person in charge of bamboo knife forging, is aware of it.

And since Xuan Yu is so familiar with bamboo sword forging, he must be of the same kind.

“Ke Zhiguang…” Xuan Yu looked at Ke Zhiguang with a complicated expression.

"So you're our teammate now?" Ke Zhiguang asked bluntly.

Xuan Yu pondered for a moment: "He can only be your teammate."

"Very well, then let's fight side by side."

To reiterate, I have no personal grudges against Xuan Yuzhi. We are simply rivals in the Battle of Famous Generals and the Battle of the Dragon Throne. To put it bluntly, we are just colleagues.

As we all know, turning enemies into friends is a basic trope in mainstream works, and Jump has already shown us this clearly.

The three young heroes of the Battle of Famous Generals have now formed an alliance!

"Never mind, this is so exciting! Let's go!"

"Charge over there and support them!"

The arrival of powerful reinforcements boosted morale, and the chess players who were still watching from the other side rushed across the suspension bridge to the battlefield on the other side.

Fourteen vs. fourteen! Just enough people!

Hmm... but Ke Zhiguang still wants to remind you of something—

You all ran a red light...

"Tonight's team battle begins!" Zhanghe shouted.