I really don’t want to play Go!

Chapter 339 The one who loses will definitely be you! (Seeking monthly votes!)

In the evening, in a quiet teahouse.

Jiang Changdong picked up his teacup, took a small sip, looked at Zhuang Weisheng across from him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "You losing your tenth-dan title really startled me."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Weisheng simply smiled faintly and said, "Haven't you always been waiting for the day I lose my tenth-dan title?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Changdong's hand stopped abruptly, and the teacup he had picked up froze in mid-air. He fell silent.

After a moment, Jiang Changdong slowly placed the teacup on the table and said, "Indeed, I have been waiting for the day you lose your tenth-dan title."

"However, when you actually lost your tenth dan title, I didn't feel as good as I had imagined."

Jiang Changdong slowly said, "Losing to those guys like Kong Zi and Zhang Dongchen is one thing, but you had to lose your tenth dan to that greenhorn Zhu Huai'an."

"In the end, I want you to lose your tenth dan title, but I want it to be taken from you by me, not by someone else."

Zhuang Weisheng fell silent upon hearing this.

"I said."

Jiang Changdong raised his head, stared straight at Zhuang Weisheng, and said, "What exactly is going on with you?"

"Twenty years ago, Mr. Hu Yuze was forty-five years old, and you were only twenty."

"It is generally believed in the Go world that a Go player reaches the peak of his skills at the age of forty. Therefore, Hu Yuze, a 10-dan player, told the media that there is no 10-dan player in the world who is in his twenties."

"But in the end, you proved yourself with your actions, defeating Teacher Hu Yuze 4 to 2, winning the 10th Dan title, and even defending it for 20 consecutive years."

"Now that you're forty, you should be in your prime, yet you lost to a greenhorn like Zhu Huai'an. Does that mean you're already on the decline at just forty?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Weisheng chuckled and said, "Although Zhu Huai'an is young, his chess skills are already among the world's best. Although I lost those few games, they weren't anything shameful, were they?"

Zhuang Weisheng's words seemed to have hit a nerve with Jiang Changdong, whose expression immediately changed, and whose voice even became somewhat agitated: "What a joke?!"

"Those games weren't up to your level at all! Zhu Huai'an's chess skills are indeed impressive, but he can only win two or three games out of a seven-game match at most!"

"How could you lose to him in a best-of-seven series?!"

"I initially thought you had your own ideas, but looking at your recent game records, I can't see any trace of your former self at all. What happened to your 'Unborn Style'? What happened to your playing style?!"

"You can't be more than that, can you, Zhuang Weisheng?"

Zhuang Weisheng remained silent, simply watching Jiang Changdong across from him, whose emotions were becoming somewhat agitated.

Jiang Changdong seemed to realize his lapse in composure. He took a deep breath, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and composed himself.

"I want to rediscover Go."

Zhuang Weisheng looked at Jiang Changdong and finally spoke.

"what?"

Jiang Changdong was stunned, as if he had heard something absurd, and looked at Zhuang Weisheng incredulously: "A new understanding of Go?"

Zhuang Weisheng didn't explain further, but simply said, "You always seem to pay little attention to those who come after you. Do you think there are any national champions in their teens?"

"A teenager...a national team player?"

Jiang Changdong was stunned for a moment. He was about to speak when he seemed to remember something, paused, and asked, "You mean, Yu Shao?"

"Ah."

Zhuang Weisheng took a sip of tea and nodded gently.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Jiang Changdong seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He asked, "Zhuang Weisheng, do you mean I'm going to lose the national champion title to him?"

"He just beat Li Congyou, an 8-dan player, today. It was a very exciting game. Didn't you see it?" Zhuang Weisheng put down his teacup and asked.

"I've seen it, and it's truly a brilliant game that deserves our utmost praise."

Jiang Changdong said, "I don't deny that the kid is indeed incredibly talented, but Li Congyou is young, inexperienced, and too green."

"If I had played that game, or if a seasoned veteran like Kong Zi had played, we would have won!"

Zhuang Weisheng did not refute, but simply stared at the empty chessboard in front of him.

A moment later, Zhuang Weisheng suddenly reached into the chess box and, amidst the clattering of the pieces, picked out a black piece.

"Didn't you ask me why I didn't use the layout I was best at before?"

Zhuang Weisheng looked at the chessboard and made his first move while talking.

Hey!
Sixteen columns, four rows, stars!
"Misaki-ryu?"

Jiang Changdong looked at the chessboard, then at the black piece Zhuang Weisheng had placed, and frowned as he asked, "Why?"

"This is a game of chess that I asked Yu Shao to play before."

Zhuang Weisheng picked up another white piece, placed it on the board, and said, "I lost this game."

"what?!"

Upon hearing Zhuang Weisheng's words, Jiang Changdong was first stunned, then his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "You... lost?"

"How can it be?!"

"You lost to Yu Shao?" Zhuang Weisheng didn't speak, but continued to take chess pieces out of the chess box and put them on the chessboard.

Da da da……

Under Jiang Changdong's watchful gaze, the black and white chess pieces were placed one after another on the board, spreading continuously.

Small eye, small flying hook, high dismantling!
On the chessboard, the black pieces have clearly played the Unborn style!
As Zhuang Weisheng's long-time rival of thirty years, Jiang Changdong's understanding and research on the Weisheng School can be said to have reached a level where, apart from Zhuang Weisheng, it is difficult for anyone else to surpass him.

"Are you Hei Zi?"

Jiang Changdong stared intently at the chessboard and asked incredulously, "You played this opening and still lost?"

Actually, he already had the answer to this question in his mind. After all, it was Black who played the Unborn flow, and it was unlikely that anyone would play the Unborn flow first when facing Zhuang Weisheng!
The Weisheng School was created and popularized by Zhuang Weisheng, and even this school of thought was named "Weisheng".

If you face Zhuang Weisheng and use Weisheng Flow, it's like using the opponent's sword to kill them. In the end, you might not only fail to injure the enemy, but also end up getting yourself killed.

But how could Zhuang Weisheng possibly lose when he had already used his most refined and masterful Weisheng Style?!
Upon hearing Jiang Changdong's words, Zhuang Weisheng did not reply, but continued to place his pieces.

Hey!
Seventeen columns and fifteen rows, a small flying hanger!

"That move, a small flying hook?"

Jiang Changdong's eyes widened slightly as he stared at the chessboard in disbelief.

The pieces continued to be placed in turn.

Da da da!

As more and more chess pieces were placed, Jiang Changdong's expression began to change, and a look of shock gradually crept onto his face!
"It is generally agreed that White should not use a small knight's move against Black's small knight's move, but White still used a small knight's move. Later, when faced with Black's small knight's move, White chose to press down."

"White even pressed down on four lines in a row, completely violating the principles of chess!"

"But……"

"However, the subsequent development of the black pieces was completely different from what was expected, while the white pieces gradually began to show their strength!"

A strong sense of bewilderment welled up in Jiang Changdong's heart. He stared intently at the chessboard and asked incredulously, "Zhuang Weisheng, who is playing black?"

He already knew the answer in his heart, but as long as Zhuang Weisheng didn't answer, he couldn't believe it, or rather, he simply didn't want to believe it!
"I'm the one playing black."

Zhuang Weisheng finally spoke, giving his answer, and at the same time picked up another chess piece and placed it on the chessboard: "The one playing white is Yu Shao!"

Upon receiving this expected answer, Jiang Changdong opened his mouth, but ultimately couldn't utter a single word. He simply stared at the chessboard, watching the pieces fall like raindrops!
Finally, after a few more moments, Zhuang Weisheng placed his last chess piece.

"Go down here."

Zhuang Weisheng stared at the chessboard, then slowly raised his head to look at Jiang Changdong opposite him, and said, "I won't continue playing."

Jiang Changdong remained silent, his eyes fixed intently on the chessboard.

Although many people may still be unable to determine the outcome by the time they get here, he, like Zhuang Weisheng, has already seen the path leading to the end.

Black has indeed lost!
But compared to Zhuang Weisheng losing to Yu Shao in this game, what truly shocked him was the new variation on the Weisheng flow played by White in this game, which concealed a subversion of territory and power!

Yes!

land!
Momentum!
Just like thickness and thinness, both are the foundation of the Go edifice. Once either of them changes, the way Go is played will undergo a complete transformation!
"Is this a fast game?"

Jiang Changdong looked at the chessboard and noticed something amiss. He suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhuang Weisheng opposite him, and asked.

"Correct."

Zhuang Weisheng nodded, without denying it.

“Since it’s a rapid game and not a main tournament, it has no credibility whatsoever,” Jiang Changdong said. “It proves nothing at all.”

Zhuang Weisheng did not refute, because what Jiang Changdong said was true.

Since it's a rapid chess game, not a competition, it's normal for anyone to win or lose.

Zhuang Weisheng stared at the chessboard for a moment, then looked up again, staring intently at Jiang Changdong, and called out Jiang Changdong's name: "Jiang Changdong."

Jiang Changdong was taken aback and looked at Zhuang Weisheng with some confusion.

“You haven’t played against him face-to-face like I have; you only know him through game records. So you have no idea about his strength.”

Zhuang Weisheng looked directly at Jiang Changdong and said, "It's not that I'm arrogant!"

"It wasn't my intention to offend you!"

"If we don't make changes, if we don't re-understand Go!"

Zhuang Weisheng's expression turned extremely serious, and he said firmly, "In the end, when you actually meet him on the field, the one who will lose will definitely be you!"

"Ever since that game, I've been learning, rethinking how to play Go, discarding my old ways of thinking, and changing my understanding of Go!"

"It's all for our rematch in the National Championships soon!"

"In that game of chess, everyone will see a brand new Zhuang Weisheng, a completely new Weisheng style!"

Jiang Changdong looked at Zhuang Weisheng across from him with emotion.

But he couldn't detect even the slightest sign of joking on Zhuang Weisheng's face!
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