The work of the Go master

Perhaps this act of kindness was giving everything here to Kiyonuma Yuzawa—every spiritual object, the entire store, and this monster.

This magical object is both a spiritually powerful item and his symbolic spirit, granting him immense power.

The price is predictable: only by playing chess in this place can he possess the power of a demonic dragon.

It's more accurate to say that the dragon controls him than that he controls the dragon.

"So here's the question: if I punch you hard in the stomach, will you throw all of this up?"

"Such arrogant confidence! But before that, let me see... just how much strength you actually possess."

Kiyonuma Yuzawa picked up a Go piece and slammed it hard onto the Go board.

The next instant, the demonic dragon suddenly awoke from the painting.

A stream of black ink surged out of the painting, and the dragon's pupils replaced Kiyonuma Ryousawa's gaze as he stared at Keiji.

This is the special ability of the demon dragon. For those with lower chess skills, it can be seen with the naked eye, but for those with higher chess skills, it requires the help of the "fortune" eye.

Even with these eyes, he didn't discern the other person's fortune through sight, but rather through a deeper level of feeling to perceive their strength and the nature of their fortune.

—Come on, Ke Zhiguang, let me see what your fortune is really like!

His gaze pierced through layer after layer, finally reaching his very bottom!

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This!

Kiyonuma Ryozawa could hardly explain what kind of weird thing he had sensed.

It was indeed in human form, or rather, in the shape of a young girl.

He had seen human-shaped fortune tellers before, but most of them were masked, such as samurai and ninjas, who were usually in fixed professions, and they were often facing away from each other.

But this girl is facing forward, and her face is visible.

What's most puzzling is that the girl seems to have a pair of ears on her head.

They don't look like cat ears, they look more like... dog ears?

What the hell is this fortune?!

Kiyonuma Yuzawa looked dumbfounded.

There's something even more intriguing.

He couldn't sense the strength of this fortune, not even a little bit, as if it were a vacuum.

This was the first time in his life he had faced such an unpredictable situation, and he couldn't utter a single syllable for a long time.

"Have you seen enough? If you have, tell me how many punches I need to make you spit them all out."

"This..." Kiyonuma Yuzawa's intuition told him that this person was not good, so he lowered his voice a bit and continued to smile sarcastically: "This is not something that can be solved by beating me. You should know that this is not the first time I have lost to someone, but nothing happened after I lost. I'm sorry, I also wanted to give you a chance to save them all, but I am powerless to do so."

"That's alright. Since I don't know how to spit it out, I'll just have to take it out myself."

"Oh, so how do you plan to retrieve it?"

"Of course it's seppuku, except it's your abdomen... By the way, I don't think cutting into a corpse's abdomen violates any local laws or regulations, right?"

As he spoke, Ke Zhiguang slammed the [Scroll of Life and Death] onto the chessboard, and the black flames burning on it seemed to intensify even further.

"You're already dead, you get the joke?"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Sky Under the Burning Flames

On the afternoon of the 27th, as night approached, the sky burst into flames again.

The noisy traffic, the night gradually awakening.

A quiet fighting spirit spread through the air like a raging torrent.

Flames gathered in the dark underground.

The decisive moment is tonight, starting promptly at 12 o'clock.

At 6:30 this morning, Ke Zhiguang smashed out the Scroll of Life and Death. Qing Numa seemed to have also sensed that the scroll was tainted with an aura of desperation, and firmly refused to fight it.

But the next instant, an old-fashioned telephone next to him rang.

"Is this... Lord Yu Chengqi?" He answered the phone in alarm, recognizing the voice on the other end.

"What? I... I have to play chess with this person in front of me?" Kiyonuma Yuzawa was even more alarmed.

My boss gave me a death order: I must defeat this man named Ke Zhiguang and steal his luck by noon tomorrow.

However, Yu Chengqi did not disclose the consequences of failure.

"Not thinking about the consequences of failure increases your chances of winning, and that's the quality a gambler should have... Don't you think so, Kiyonuma?" These were Kiyoshi's exact words.

He was completely cornered and had no choice but to fight Ke Zhiguang to the death.

Kiyonuma Yuzawa couldn't understand why Lord Oshiro was so determined to defeat Koji Mitsu, even knowing his name.

But now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to fight with his back against the wall.

The "Life and Death Scroll" was indeed effective, with a 100% success rate in the challenge, pushing both sides to the brink of disaster.

The agreed-upon battle time is 10 PM tonight. The Swamp Lord has been fighting six people in a row and needs time to recover. Ke Zhiguang has also been up all night and needs to rest as well.

Both sides will enter the death arena at full strength, and one side's blood will inevitably splatter five steps away.

5 p.m.

Ke Zhiguang woke up naturally, his energy restored to perfect, and the first thing he saw was the familiar ceiling.

I glanced out the window at the burning sunset.

I glanced at the time again; it was 5 p.m., and night was beginning.

The life-or-death gamble has been initiated, but it hasn't been mentioned what will be wagered or what will be lost if it fails.

He gazed out the window and meditated for a moment.

I was recalling the feeling I had during my dream.

He... finally remembered who he was.

So, this is me.

He clenched his fists.

I took a deep breath and got up. I pushed open the door to the living room. Since it was Sunday and I had a day off, I was lying on the sofa watching TV as usual.

Perhaps they were so engrossed in watching that they forgot to turn on the lights, and the entire living room was quite picturesque under the setting sun.

"You're finally awake! What did you do last night? Why didn't you come home all night? Was it related to that pretty girl again?"

"Pretty much. What I'm going to do tonight is also related to pretty girls, so I'll probably be out all night again." Ke Zhiguang said, twisting his sore neck from sleeping, and went out onto the balcony for some fresh air.

Bai Meng was taken home by the vice president and Ping Shisheng, and she should be lying in bed now. She had also worked hard all night, and with the recent high frequency of staying up late, she would probably be lying in bed for a long time.

When she wakes up, she will find that everything will be alright.

"You have a main battle early tomorrow morning, right? You're not coming home tonight. Are you planning to skip the main battle?" Akio Masakazu's tone was as if nothing was wrong.

"No one says you can't stay up all night the night before the main battle, right? I'll take care of the Perfect Girl Unit 3 first, then I'll take care of the main battle. Is there a contradiction?" Ke Zhiguang shrugged, his expression exuding a bloodthirsty aura in the setting sun.

"It's already Unit 3? Then whatever you want." Akio shrugged and smiled.

"Uncle Qiu, could you give me a ride somewhere? I'm a little short on time and need your help," Ke Zhiguang said, but quickly changed his mind.

"No, it should be many places. I want to get everything done in one go tonight, leaving nothing behind."

“This is my precious rest time. You’re working overtime, so you need to get some overtime pay.” Qiu Sheng scratched his head in exasperation, honestly not really wanting to do this.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have that right now, but I will in the future. Lots and lots of overtime pay, enough to buy out your career… How about it? Want to consider betting on my luck?” Ke Zhiguang turned around and said, with an expression that seemed to be inviting a challenge.

That's an expression that gets your blood pumping.

"If I really can't do anything with you, then this is the only time. Let's go!" Akio Masakazu also showed a long-lost passion, throwing the newspaper aside.

Xun poked her head out of the room: "It's so rare to see Dad and my brother going out together."

"Brother, I have to do something very important. I don't rule out the possibility that I won't be able to come back, but if I do, I will return victorious." Ke Zhiguang said while putting on his shoes.

"Does that mean you'll bring back the new game cartridges you bought?"

"Maybe there are also hot spring travel vouchers for Hokkaido."

"Have a safe journey and good luck." Xun watched his retreating figure, waving her little hand.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, the moonlight gradually enveloped the area.

In the towering crystal building, on the eighth floor, Ke Zhiguang knocked on the door of a clothing customization store called Uniqlo. Shang Xixing immediately greeted him happily: "Long time no see, Guang-kun! You've come at just the right time. I've been working overtime to finish making the suit you requested!"

A brand-new, gleaming suit was pushed out, its pattern resembling dragon scales.

The black "Zhengshi" (正士) will give anyone who wears it an unparalleled boost to confidence.

Ke Zhiguang ran his hand over the clothes to test the texture, as if he were grasping a force.

"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner later." Ke Zhiguang said, leading [Zhengshi] into the changing room.

"Are you going to change now? Aren't you going to save your virginity outfit for the main battle, or are you planning to sleep in this outfit tonight and never take it off?"

"I don't really plan to take it off, but I mainly use it to fight my opponent tonight."

"Oh, so there's a boss battle before the main tournament. Good luck!"

Just as he was about to leave, Ke Zhiguang subconsciously turned his head and glanced into the depths of the workshop, only to find that the bamboo sword he had forged, the "Path of Asura," was gone.

"Was that Path of Asura taken away by the bamboo sword?"

"Yes, he just picked it up at noon today, saying he was going to wear it to fight a very strong opponent."

"A very strong opponent... Let's cheer each other on."

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