The work of the Go master

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A super-fast game where each move takes ten seconds and there's only one chance to count down!

After a brief silence, Kiyonuma finally burst into laughter, looking both disheveled and deranged: "You—desperate scoundrel! You actually gave your opponent a second chance! You'll regret this!"

The demonic dragon rose again and began its final, frenzied feast!

With no way out, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and continue. Kiyonuma played black in this game, while Koji played white.

For him, it was almost a symbolic color.

[Memory Fragment Acquired Successfully: Undefeated with White]

Kiyotaki Ayumu left the game room and, together with Saito, gazed at the game from afar, scratching his head and saying, "What... is this?"

He didn't understand why the second round had suddenly started, with both sides tacitly returning to the battlefield for a final, life-or-death battle.

"The first game was about revenge, the second game is about enlightenment. I've learned something." Saito smiled and looked down.

At times like this, just quietly appreciate the game, not the game itself, but the players.

A supernova is about to rise, unleashing a nuclear-like devastation upon the entire chess world.

"Surely the sun's light is enough to kill a vampire?"

Ten hands!

Twenty moves!

Thirty hands!

The pieces spread across the board at lightning speed, with each move taking only 10 seconds. The game is a battle of pure reaction!

—What? This guy didn't finish well, and he dares to challenge again like this?

Kiyosuma's once-extinguished hopes were rekindled.

In a swift move, a white piece forced his path.

—Is this a localized stunt?

There was no time to think; we could only react on instinct!

1 mesh - 1.5 mesh!

0.5 mesh - 1 mesh!

-0.5 mesh——0.5 mesh!

The score difference between the two sides is very close, making it a half-point game!

—Damn it, there was no time to think, I could only rely on instinct!

All other sounds faded away; in the darkness, only the sound of pieces being placed echoed in my ears.

Before coming here, Ke Zhiguang was prepared for a one-way trip, so he did a lot of things in one go, but now he is confident of victory.

Uncle Qiu, Kaoru, Mizuki, the vice president, senior Hirashi, Sho Nishiki, Inoue, Shiromu... and Harujima Shika.

If I could, I would love to have a flashback and go through every moment I spent with them, but due to time constraints, I only managed to see their faces once.

"Thanks for everyone's support, I won this game."

The final battle, a ko fight that determined the outcome by half a point, was a seemingly insignificant single-piece ko!

Chapter Seventy-Five: Slaying the Dragon and Ascending to Heaven

Although ko fights in Go often involve the life and death of a group of stones and the thickness of its position, a single ko is different; it is the smallest unit of points.

It takes three moves to fix a single ko, therefore a single ko has only 1/3 points.

But in the very final moments, it is the value of a single point, determining the outcome of a half-point game.

This half-point victory has been returned to him!

Take him!

Kiyonuma's blood froze again, and the glimmer of hope that had just been given to him was ruthlessly crushed once more. Only now did he finally feel the despair that his opponent was invincible.

"First a hundred-point kill, then a half-point victory, this is truly... a blow to the spirit," Saito chuckled from the side.

Ke Zhiguang raised his face as if bathing in holy water, and an incredible force was falling from mid-air.

The rage bar was fully replenished and turned a vibrant cherry blossom color.

This time it's not about punching, it's about slaying a dragon!

In the realm of metaphysics, Ke Zhiguang landed on the water's surface, facing a demonic dragon whose belly was completely exposed—its weakest point.

Draw the knife!

The folding fan suddenly began to take shape, enveloped in cherry blossom light, and then a beautiful, sharp blade was drawn from the cherry blossom petals.

[Slaying demons and monsters] means cutting off the opponent's abdomen as soon as you say it.

Sprint, leap, and a sword strike cleaved through the water and the demonic dragon, its black blood cascading into the sky like a waterfall.

All the creatures it had devoured but not yet digested saw the light of day again.

Among them was Bai Meng's swan, which gazed at Ke Zhiguang from afar for a while, then closed its eyes tenderly and bent its neck to express its gratitude.

Then it spread its wings and flew into the distance.

With a long, unwilling roar, the demonic dragon rolled belly-up and sank into the water.

"Thank you for your guidance!"

With a crisp sound, the folding fan was forcefully pulled shut, revealing the words "Chess Saint" hidden within the paper, accompanied by this line that had been practiced nearly ten thousand times!

It wasn't easy, but I finally achieved the perfect pose I had in mind. As expected, the folding fan is an indispensable prop for chess players.

The final pose is a closed folding fan pointing at the opponent, as if a knife is held to their throat, implying that the matter is settled and you... have already lost.

Indeed, getting a folding fan was the right choice; without it, it's really difficult to even strike a pose.

Suddenly, countless crisp sounds came from the left and right. The monster models around them were shattering one by one, exploding one after another.

Even more absurdly, the ground started shaking.

"What's going on? The earthquake just happened to hit here at this time?" Kiyotaki asked in surprise.

"That's really an exaggeration." Saito remained relatively calm, looking up at the ceiling.

Actually, only this store was shaking. Countless cracks appeared in the floor, the lights were swaying, and the rest of the staff were already running outside.

The Jizo statue on the street was shattered.

The ancient lamp, too, broke and crashed to the deserted ground.

The Red Demon's mask also broke on the ground.

Behind Kiyonuma, the painting of the demonic dragon was also snapped in half with a sharp tear! The break left a straight knife mark, a perfectly horizontal line.

On the painting, only the demonic dragon remained; all the captured symbolic spirits had vanished.

The demonic dragon... or rather, the lord of the swamp, has officially declared his death.

All the spiritual things associated with it on this street disappeared, and the Black Market met its demise.

Because a piece of the ceiling had also broken off, a ray of morning light shone in from the ground, landing precisely in the dim underground space and illuminating Kiyonuma Yuzawa's ashen face.

The light of righteousness finally shone upon the earth.

Vampires will eventually die in the sunlight.

The end credits song began to play.

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After the end credits song.

It's exactly six o'clock now. Stepping out of Dazheng Street, the morning sun shines exceptionally brightly.

"Have some breakfast, it's on me," Kiyotaki Ayumu said with a smile. What he had seen today was so amazing that it would be only right to treat Saito Kazumi to something even more upscale.

"Could I have a KFC soy milk, fried dough sticks, sunny-side-up egg, preserved egg, and lean pork congee set meal?" Ke Zhiguang asked, yawning. He had been hammering all night and was a little out of it. He subconsciously blurted out something that was popular with the masses in his previous life, and he even read it in Chinese.

“No, there’s no such thing here…” Kiyotaki Ayumu said, embarrassed, not understanding what Koji Hikaru was talking about.

"I'm fine with it, but the things in convenience stores are still a bit below my minimum standards," Saito said, rubbing his shoulders.

There are almost no breakfast shops in Japan; people usually eat at convenience stores if they need breakfast.

“This… okay.” Kiyotaki Ayumu, as usual, bumped into a wall, looking disheveled.

Seeing the sunlight again, Ke Zhiguang felt as if he had been through a whole season of animation.

Although I was very sleepy, there was a mysterious power surging within me that lingered for a long time, as if it had become a lifelong buff.

"How does it feel to slay the dragon and ascend to heaven, young man?" Saito leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky.

"Not bad. Although it's a demonic dragon, its dragon blood is usable." Ke Zhiguang looked at the sky with the other person. In any case, when in doubt, just switch the camera to the sky.

Time slowed down, returning to its normal flow.

“You have crossed that threshold.”

Is it the threshold for becoming a professional Go player?

"Of course, if you go to participate in the ranking tournament now, your success rate is 80%."

"Only 80?"

"I can help you improve to 100, or even help you directly reach the second rank."

Ke Zhiguang took a deep breath and relaxed a little: "Mr. Saito, I remember your exact words. It seems that you would only accept me as your apprentice if I were two or three years younger. Although I did feel like a junior high school student for a moment just now, I am indeed 17 years old now."

Saito was taken aback; it seemed he had indeed said something like that.

If he were still young, he would definitely feel the sting of being slapped in the face, but now he's come to terms with it and accepts being slapped in the face.