The work of the Go master

So, I'm going to be sold out?

To be fair, compared to her brother who spends all his time figuring out how to force-feed him strange milk, her seemingly kind and gentle sister is much better.

She's the one! Please be my older sister!

Now's the time to activate the challenge ticket—

Choose: Inoue Seika.

The stake: Qiu Shengxun!

Challenge successful!

Holy crap, so you can actually put other people's names in the betting section?!

Perhaps... he himself was happy to be the younger brother?

"Okay... no problem." After some deliberation and hesitation, Inoue Hoshino, though not fully understanding the situation, still agreed.

"Although I don't know who you are, please be prepared, I am very strong."

After these words were spoken, the wind became much harsher.

Her aura also rose several notches as if breaking through the sky.

Ke Zhiguang, on the other side of the wind, stood motionless, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

A bewildered duck sat on the ground, hugging his kitten tightly, trembling. He could also sense that the atmosphere was tense and on the verge of conflict.

Is playing Go really such a terrifying thing?

Indeed, the atmosphere is great, making you want to pull out a duel disk and duel on the spot. But unfortunately, this series is currently only in the early stages of a DM manga, and you still have to find a glass room like a phone booth to play cards.

"Inoue-kun, the afternoon's game analysis is about to begin." Suddenly, a person who looked like her classmate appeared on the tree-lined path not far away, hurrying over.

Inoue Hoshino seemed to be reminded, and after a moment of stunned silence, she came to her senses and showed an apologetic expression.

"Excuse me, stranger, I have other things to do. I understand your desire to play against me, but I have to decline this time." With that, she took back her lunchbox and left with the classmate.

"Wait......"

Ke Zhiguang didn't react for a long time.

How could such a thing happen?

This... this can actually be forcibly interrupted when casting a challenge scroll?

Was the idealistic power of metaphysics interrupted by a sudden, unexpected situation?

Challenge Paper - 1.

Xun didn't know what had happened, but she felt like everything was alright, alright in every sense of the word.

"This game, is it really that hard?" Ke Zhiguang scratched the hair on the back of his head.

......

......

The day's competition ended, and the sky was neither completely dark nor completely dark.

"Well, I guess we managed to hold the line, albeit barely," the vice president said, twirling his pen in his hand as he gave his post-match summary.

Although she said she upheld the bottom line, she preferred to describe it as "having no bottom line at all".

Cang Yuqiao was also standing to the side, his brows furrowed with anxiety.

Although today's record is 4 wins and 2 losses, which looks pretty good on paper, the focus of this team competition is not on winning or losing, but on the points gained from winning or losing. Sometimes the points gained from winning five games are not as many as the points lost from losing one game.

Our current situation is -102 points, ranking last among all schools. This is the first time our school has faced such a predicament since we established a Go club.

"I'm so sorry, I was only thinking about killing my pieces and quickly turning the tide of the game, but I didn't expect that I would lose my own pieces, which caused me to fall far behind in the game." Ping Shisheng apologized with tears streaming down his face. This was the third man in our company to break down in tears.

"Alright, everyone, relax, it's all in the past now," Cang Yuqiao said with a wry smile, trying to comfort them.

Go can be painful sometimes. Even adults sometimes shed tears on the field, let alone young people who have a stronger competitive spirit.

He vaguely remembered a friend who participated in a competition, only won one game, and then never touched Go again.

"Ke-kun, it's your turn now," Cang Yuqiao called out as he turned around.

"Oh." Ke Zhiguang lay on the lawn not far away, lost in thought as he gazed at the night sky that was about to fall into darkness.

The current situation is so dire that I'd like to abandon the task, but unfortunately, I can't find that button.

If nothing unexpected happens, today will be another day of "although I've accomplished nothing today, I still need to treat myself to a good night's sleep."

Since receiving the task on April 4.21st, the progress bar has been at a standstill; it would be enough for more than ten chapters in a novel.

It turns out that even I have things I can't do when it comes to Go...

Although it sounds arrogant, it is indeed my true inner thought.

“Ke Zhiguang…” Ping Shisheng slowly walked up, taking one heavy step after another.

Faced with such heavy footsteps, Ke Zhiguang's first thought was that he had lost and cried and was here to beat him up, so he quickly adjusted his posture to make it easier to run away.

"I'm entrusting everything to you!"

He bowed deeply, and tears streamed down his face at a 90-degree angle.

Not only him, but almost every member of the company present also came up and bowed, although their postures were not as standard or exaggerated.

"What are you doing..." Ke Zhiguang slowly sat up straight, his thoughts returning to the present moment.

"Please make sure we can turn the tide in tomorrow's vice-captain match, so that our Go club, and our president, can successfully achieve what she wants to do," said Heisei. "I know you have the ability!"

Chapter 52: I don't know what happened, but it just got really exciting!

"Please, Senior Brother, I'm entrusting everything to you!"

"Now, you are the hope of our Go club!"

Lead us to victory!

this.....

Ke Zhiguang felt a sense of solemnity, as if he had been entrusted with the care of a young man by Baidi City.

Cang Yuqiao was stunned by the scene. In all his years of teaching Go, this was the first time he had seen his students take the game so seriously.

"What...what are you doing? Hikaru is a member of our Go club, of course he'll take the upcoming matches seriously," Mizuki Yuzuki said in a panic.

Ke Zhiguang sat up and spoke as usual: "I will naturally do my best, but from your wording... you seem to have little faith that the president can turn the tide?"

Ping Shisheng immediately denied it: "I didn't mean to distrust the president, and of course I didn't mean to distrust you either. It's just that only your unique style of play can turn the tide now."

"Your aggressive, battle-focused style of play, which is all about killing dragons, will either result in a huge win or a huge loss. It has to be this way, so... please give it your all and go all out."

Ping Shisheng spoke with utmost sincerity, and his tears subsided somewhat.

Indeed, as he said, Koji Hikaru's playing style is different from all the students in the Go club, or rather, it has always been different from the orthodox Japanese style of Go.

His playing style leans towards the aggressive, ruthless style of medieval Go, emphasizing mid-game battles and killing moves rather than focusing on the opening and endgame. This kind of fierce, combative beauty is something that Japanese Go does not possess.

It perfectly matches the rules of this team competition.

In fact, Ke Zhiguang had wanted to adjust his exciting playing style during this period, but playing style is often tied to one's soul, and it's not something one can change at will. After weighing the pros and cons, he chose to continue with this playing style.

Yes, this is the soul.

Ping Shisheng continued, head bowed, "I'm sorry I've always treated you as an enemy, and even now... I still feel some resistance towards you... The reason I fought so hard in today's match was actually because I didn't want you to steal the spotlight. Now I want you to admit that."

Upon hearing these words, many of the surrounding students let out soft sounds of surprise and doubt.

In fact, bowing to Ke Zhiguang like this, entrusting him with a great responsibility, is nothing unusual for most students. Bowing is a common practice in their hometown. After entering society, they should also learn to bow to their seniors, and when they become seniors, they should also learn to accept bows from their juniors.

Ke Zhiguang's strength and personnel are self-evident. He is a strong player, has a good personality, and most intriguingly, he also offers many discount coupons.

But for Ping Shisheng, saying these words must have been under immense pressure. He was the kind of person who couldn't win the game, was resentful, and ultimately dragged everyone down.

But the fact that he can admit this is quite remarkable.

"I never thought I would shed tears over the outcome of a game of Go, but today's match, every game, every move, every point carried so much weight, concerning the team's honor and the club president's personal future. For the first time, I realized that the pressure in Go is immense... In the end, I not only failed to win, but I also failed to develop my own style of play. I wanted to imitate your style, but... I failed to become you, and I failed to become myself. I failed to develop my own style of play, and that is the main reason I shed tears."

"But now I understand that only by facing my resentment towards you can I become stronger."

When he said these words, everyone fell silent. The tough guy's tears and sincere words touched everyone's hearts, and the female students who were easily moved to tears were already covering their mouths.

Ke Zhiguang's heart stirred, and a sound like a war drum surged within him.

Even some inexplicable memories surfaced.

These are all tearful memories after losing a game of chess. Behind every tear is a burning flame, ready to fight back next time.

The only thing he couldn't overcome was charging into an enemy he knew was invincible before the match. He ended up shedding tears in the third game, but in the end, he also received applause from everyone in the audience, and his Weibo followers increased significantly.

Unfortunately, this memory did not tell him who that invincible opponent was.

[Memory Fragment: Tear Mark, Acquired Successfully]

Huh?

It seems I've acquired strange memories?

A breath of fresh air filled Ke Zhiguang's body, the evening breeze tousled his hair, and the world suddenly became clear and expansive.

"Alright, stop crying. Just watch my performance tomorrow." Ke Zhiguang got up from the lawn and patted the dirt off his clothes.

"I don't want to cry, but I just can't stop the tears,"

"Then... let the tears of pain ignite and become the burning flames of passion!" Ke Zhiguang shouted loudly. Although he didn't know what was happening, he just felt himself being ignited!

“You said you dragged us down, sorry, but to me, you were just warming up the atmosphere for me—” Ke Zhiguang said, moving his feet in place as if he were standing on a stage.

He finally understood that tasks could be handled as they came up; what mattered most right now was the overall game of chess, which was the most important and direct thing for him.

After all, nothing is simpler than playing chess.

He stretched his finger straight up to the sky, and everyone's eyes followed the direction he pointed, as if he were about to utter a line with fiery special effects that would pierce the sky.

"Tomorrow, starting with 96 points, directly promoted to... captain."

After a moment of stunned silence, everyone instinctively shouted, "Promoted directly to commander!"

It was school dismissal time when a group of people suddenly made a grand declaration to the sky on the lawn not far from the teaching building. Other passersby and students stopped for a moment and cast curious glances in their direction.