The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

He glanced at Ji Yingting and frowned. He hadn't anticipated Black's move to cut off the opponent's pieces. Was Black trying to gain the initiative by feigning injury?

Although he was an amateur 5-dan, it was a pity that he was not a professional and could not calculate the specific points of the local area of ​​the board. When he saw that Ji Yingting's black stones made a living group in his corner, the black-haired hedgehog felt that he had suffered a loss.

"I must have lost nearly ten points here... Luckily, there were no white stones nearby, otherwise I would have lost even more... Playing this move as black, I was a bit too impulsive just now."

Ji Yingting shook her long, light green hair with a slight sigh. She rubbed her snow-white stockings and took off her blue cloth boots, which were a bit too tight while she was playing chess.

Two small feet encased in snow-white stockings were lifted onto the sofa, and Ji Yingting gently massaged them with her slender, jade-like hands.

"Huh? Picking your toes?" The black-haired, spiky-haired boy was stunned when he saw Ji Yingting's actions, and his expression immediately turned angry.

Although the girl's act of picking her toes was quite pleasing to the eye, doing so during a formal competition could easily be seen as disrespectful to her opponent. His first reaction was that Ji Yingting was provoking him.

After picking at his toes, Ji Yingting used the small hands that had just touched his toes to rub his greenish-blue hair, causing the black-haired boy's eyes to widen in surprise.

Touching her feet and then her hair? Doesn't that feel disgusting? As someone with mysophobia, he simply couldn't tolerate Ji Yingting's filthy behavior.

"Clatter!" Because of Ji Yingting's self-inflicted injury, he also had to make a move in response. After placing the chess piece, the black-haired, spiky-haired boy frowned tightly and said.

"Hey, could you please not touch your feet and then your hair? It's dirty, okay?"

"Huh? Do you think my feet are dirty? But I washed my socks and took a shower yesterday." Ji Yingting tilted her long, bluish-green hair in surprise. As a man, it was really ungentlemanly of him to imply that a girl's feet smelled like that.

Thud... The black chess piece held between her fair right hand gently fell onto the chessboard. She immediately grabbed her snow-white silk stockinged little foot and smelled it. The beautiful girl's little feet smelled quite nice.

*Smack*... Ji Yingting suddenly stuck out her small, pink tongue and licked her little toes covered by snow-white stockings. Because her joints were quite flexible, she was able to do this difficult move.

"Pfft!" Seeing the beautiful girl with long, light green hair lick his little toes, the black-haired, spiky boy with severe mysophobia suddenly foamed at the mouth and fainted, his hands slumped on the table as his eyes rolled back.

Huh? Is it really that exaggerated? Ji Yingting was suddenly stunned. She swayed her long, light green hair and put her white-stockinged legs off the sofa... Even if she fainted, it was still too much... What kind of person is she? Really.

Seemingly because her opponent had lost consciousness, the starry chessboard vanished instantly, and Ji Yingting's vision returned to complete darkness.

Slightly blushing, Ji Yingting didn't know what to do. She gently raised her water lily-colored sleeves and held up her small hand.

"Hmm? Is there a problem with the contestant over there?" a referee with long, light green hair asked. Ji Qinghe had been keeping an eye on Ji Yingting and noticed her raising her hand immediately.

"Report to the referee, the opponent has fainted," Ji Yingting whispered. Of course, she didn't dare tell the referee why her opponent had fainted. Could it be that he was knocked out by the stench of her little feet? Ji Yingting blushed as she guessed.

She didn't smell bad at all... even when she licked it with her little tongue, it smelled fragrant.

With a thud, the green-haired referee, wearing high-heeled boots, jogged over, and her steps suddenly stopped.

The black-haired, spiky-haired boy, who had been slumped over the game table just a second ago, suddenly sat up. His eyes glared angrily at Ji Yingting, his dark pupils seemingly blazing with fury as he stared mercilessly at Ji Yingting's long, bluish-green hair.

"How dare they provoke me like this... I must win this game!" the black-haired, spiky-haired boy muttered angrily.

Huh? Everything's alright now? You've woken up?

Blinking her pale purple pupils slightly, Ji Yingting looked somewhat guilty at the black-haired, spiky-haired boy sitting opposite her. She could see the anger in his eyes through the starry chessboard. Was he really angry? Just because of such a small thing…

Ah... what a petty man, Ji Yingting thought as she swayed her long, light green hair, her slender right hand gently picking up a black chess piece.

"Actually, I should be the one who's angry! A pretty girl playing with her cute little feet gets her criticized for being dirty! Every day, countless adorable little girls wish they could lick my beautiful feet. Even if I beat them up with a 'forgiveness storm' for touching their feet and then their hair, they'd be perfectly content. What do you even know?"

Ji Yingting grew angrier the more she thought about it, and her fair and delicate face gradually puffed up into the shape of a steamed bun.

Ji Yingting became increasingly indignant. Why should a beautiful girl be looked down upon for picking her toes? A small, bluish-green hair stood up from her forehead, a mark of her anger.

Soon, a bluish-green ahoge (cowlick) began to spin like a propeller, making a buzzing sound.

*Thud*, a black chess piece gleaming with a brilliant blue light was slammed heavily into the chessboard with her right hand. The spinning black piece slammed into the board with a resounding boom...

Chapter 174: Overflowing with Essence

"Boom!" A beam of light in the green color instantly fell into the chessboard, and the long green hair floated up gently, with the green ends falling onto Ji Yingting's shoulders.

Huh? The black-haired, spiky-haired boy was slightly taken aback. Why did she suddenly look angry? Shouldn't he be the one who's angry? Why is she angry?

It was clearly her... she was the one who picked her foot during the competition...

amount……

After glancing up at Ji Yingting's fierce, pale purple eyes, he could only keep those words to himself; if he said them aloud, he'd probably get a beating from her on the spot.

I've gained a second option in the life-or-death situation in the upper right corner, which is somewhat disadvantageous for the development of the situation. I can't afford to overthink it anymore.

Gradually calming down, he focused his attention on the chessboard once again.

The next move is crucial... it all depends on how she responds.

After a moment's thought, the black-haired, spiky-haired boy slowly raised his right hand.

Thud... The white piece falls.

The black-haired, spiky-haired boy placed his move at the small eye position on the outer corner of Ji Yingting's eye.

"Judging from the situation, she will probably use the flying shield to create a large area of ​​territory. But that's what I want... I'm White, so as long as I can gain an absolute lead in territory for the time being, I can win by taking away a large area of ​​her territory in the end."

With a "thud," Ji Yingting lifted her water lily-colored sleeves and placed a black chess piece without hesitation. The black-haired, spiky-haired boy's brows furrowed sharply.

This isn't a flying shield... it's a giant flying shield!!

This is... a thousand variations of the Great Slope? To be honest, this is the first time I've ever seen someone use the Great Slope in actual combat.

Does she just go wherever she feels like? She even turned down the advantages I deliberately gave her... What a despicable woman.

With a soft "whoosh," Ji Yingting gently blew a breath from her cherry-like lips and retracted her slender, fair right hand to her knee, which was covered by snow-white stockings.

The black-haired, spiky-haired boy was wrong about a few things, terribly wrong, because... Ji Yingting was different from him.

And the advantage he thought he gave to Ji Yingting... was not the real advantage in Ji Yingting's heart. Her moves in chess were not based on her mood, but on her superb skills and chess strength honed through countless trials.

Therefore... Ji Yingting's move landed in the position of the large flying shield, instead of the flying shield he had expected.

After placing the chess piece, Ji Yingting continued to knead her long, light green hair with her left hand. As she expected, this game of chess would not end too easily.

Amateur 5-dan... represents the top amateur players. Facing players who can participate in professional exams, Ji Yingting would find it difficult even to give a two-stone handicap, and would probably lose if given a three-stone handicap...

Ji Yingting casually tucked her long, light green hair behind her small, light green head, and slowly opened her pale green moonlight eyes. Her right hand, emitting a dazzling blue light, fell into the chessboard.

With a whoosh, a wisp of green smoke emerged from her small mouth, and the black chess pieces on the board instantly began to shimmer and shine like comets, their beautiful light illuminating the ancient starry chessboard.

"Her momentum... how could it suddenly become so strong? Is this her usual playing style? No... it's slightly different from her usual playing style."

In the eyes of the black-haired, spiky boy, Ji Yingting seemed like a completely different person even before she used her chess moves. The greenish-blue smoke billowing from her small mouth was like a phantom ribbon draped behind her.

Just like overflowing with essence, Ji Yingting did not actively use the chess position. This was an imagination she possessed only after she had reached an extremely high degree of harmony with the chess position.

A bluish-green mist gradually enveloped her slender hand, and her right hand, holding a black chess piece, seemed to grasp a bluish-green vortex, which she then slammed into the chessboard with a loud bang.

“Crossing... She used this violent and crude method again... Is a woman really this ruthless when playing chess?” The black-haired, spiky boy glanced at Ji Yingting’s pale green starry eyes. A few beads of cold sweat gradually slid down his forehead. The white chess pieces on the board were about to give way.

She's been holding out for so long in the opening phase... Damn it, is my skill level really that bad? Is she really that strong?

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Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

Tiny drops of water gently slid from the fingertips of the snow-white-haired girl, dripping and pattering like rain onto the stone in her heart.

The hard rock is indestructible. Even after being hit by raindrops thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of times, it remains undamaged except for becoming slightly damp on the surface.

"Constant dripping wears away a stone... When will it ever wear away a stone?" A bitter smile appeared on Luo Qiu'er's lips as she gently shook her long, snow-white hair.

Sizzle! A bolt of lightning crackled and popped, Cui Jinlie's short, golden, spiky hair was blown by the breeze, and his right hand, holding a bolt of electricity, dropped it into the chessboard with incredible speed.

With a soft thud, the chess piece, still crackling with blue electricity, landed on the board. Luo Qiu'er's right hand, which was about to strike, was struck by the electric current and immediately withdrew.

Her long, snow-white hair swayed gently. Luo Qiu'er turned helplessly to look at their timers. She had already used an hour and a half, while he still had an hour and 50 minutes left! ??

No… what makes him terrifying isn’t just his lightning-fast move speed… but also his calculation ability!!

In that instant... the speed of his mental calculations even surpassed that of machine artificial intelligence... his chess moves, described as lightning fast, didn't just refer to the speed of placing pieces, but to the ultimate speed of his own thinking!

"Lunch break is here..." Just then, Ji Qinghe glanced at the clock on the wall and announced.

"Hoo..." Luo Qiu'er exhaled a breath of stale air, finally getting a brief chance to catch her breath after being somewhat exhausted.

Choi Jin-yeol's speed in placing his pieces can put immense psychological pressure on opponents, creating a sense of oppression that cannot be understood without experiencing it firsthand.

Anyway... let's go out for a meal and get some rest first.

Luo Qiu'er stood up, clutching her snow-white Taoist robe. She didn't want to think about the three consecutive defeats she was about to face...

After all, her participation in this professional exam embodies the dreams of so many people.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Luo Qiu'er, who had just stood up, was suddenly hit on the head by a wisp of long, bluish-green hair. She covered her snow-white forehead and exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh? It's Luo Qiu'er. Shall we go have lunch together?"

Ji Yingting rolled her long, bluish-green hair back with her slender, jade-like hands and said that she was about to apologize to the person whose long hair had been hit by her, but she didn't expect that the voice was that of Luo Qiu'er, whom she had played chess with before.

Chapter 175: Enjoy or Crush

"Ouch!" Luo Qiu'er, who had just stood up, was suddenly hit on the head by Ji Yingting's green hair. She covered her snow-white forehead and exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey? It's you. Let's go have lunch together?" Ji Yingting said, blinking.

"Huh?" Luo Qiu'er was slightly taken aback. Only then did she realize that there was a beautiful girl with long, light green hair standing in front of her.

"Okay," she said slowly, shaking her long, snow-white hair after a moment of hesitation. Ji Yingting had left a deep impression on her.

Even though the opponents she has faced these past few days have all been exceptionally strong, Luo Qiu'er still can't forget Ji Yingting's overwhelming power, which seemed to control everything. If it were her... she should be able to achieve a perfect record, right?

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Swallowing slightly, Ji Yingting sat down and put a piece of braised pork trotter into her mouth. "So there's such a delicious place in the professional gaming arena..."

"Where's your little sister? Isn't she with you...?" Luo Qiu'er shook her snow-white head around but didn't see anyone. In her observation over the past few days, the little girl with light green hair, Luo Zhuyu, seemed to have been following Ji Yingting all along.

"The little sister is on me, of course... Oh no, are you talking about Xiaoyu? She seems to have finished a while ago... She should be back in her room sleeping by now," Ji Yingting guessed, slightly blushing as she realized she had misunderstood her.

"Huh?" Luo Qiu'er's icy blue pupils paused slightly, and she clasped her two delicate white hands together, muttering to herself, "Really? She won so quickly... She's so strong."

"Did you win this round?" Ji Yingting asked casually.

"I'll probably lose..." Luo Qiu'er's voice was slightly low, and her snow-white hair gradually lowered, the snow-white strands falling down her cheeks and covering her icy blue eyes.