The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

There was no other way but to admit defeat...

Wang Zaishan gritted his teeth, reluctantly took his right hand out of the chess box, clenched his fist, and then lowered his head slightly.

"I……"

I surrender!

Just before Wang Zaishan spoke, a voice suddenly came from not far away. Facing Wang Jun, an amateur 4-dan player, Zhao Xiao bowed his head and admitted defeat in just ten minutes.

Seeing Zhao Xiao concede defeat, the boy with the black watermelon-shaped haircut bowed slightly in acknowledgment, then began to collect the chess pieces. "Clatter, clatter."

The beautiful sound seemed to descend from heaven; it was the sound of an angel blowing a trumpet, and at the same time, it was a redemption for him.

"Excellent! As expected of Wang Jun, he defeated his opponent so quickly."

Wang Zaishan exhaled a heavy breath that had been stuck in his chest, and paused for a few seconds.

I admit defeat.

Although it was embarrassing, as long as he wasn't the first to admit defeat, he had nothing to worry about. After admitting defeat, he lowered his head and began to put away the pieces.

"Splash, splash, splash"

"Um, could you please take away the white pieces for me too?" Ji Yingting nodded politely and took out her right hand from the white pieces box.

Although she could see it, she was too lazy to clean it up. Wouldn't it be great to have free labor to do the work?

“…Okay.” Her Go skills are so strong, I almost forgot she’s blind. Sigh! Wang Zaishan sighed inwardly.

Within just ten minutes of the start, one student from each of Bailu Middle School and Minghaiji Middle School conceded defeat. Qi Yue, with her purple shoulder-length bob, glanced at them briefly before turning her head away with a hint of disdain.

"Ten minutes, and they're already admitting defeat? Are they joking? They're taking Go way too lightly!"

Qi Yue frowned and thought to herself.

Chapter 16: The Second Round

The game is over. Minghaiji Middle School and Bailu Middle School have a record of 1 win and 4 losses. Except for Ji Yingting, all four members lost. It is only natural for a lower-ranked player to lose to a higher-ranked player.

However, Wang Xi unfortunately only lost by a quarter of a point.

"Can't you cut off the black pieces here? Why did you choose to jump out..." Ji Yingting asked, gesturing with the game formation. She was reviewing the game with Wang Xi.

Wang Xi sat opposite Ji Yingting, pinching a strand of her golden hair and saying somewhat embarrassedly, "Um, I think this chessboard shape is too ugly... so I was thinking of simply avoiding the battle."

"Hey, you're at a disadvantage now. Since you can kill this group of black stones, why care about the shape of the stones? This should be the key to victory or defeat." Ji Yingting shook her head helplessly. Wang Xi's chances of winning this game were actually very high.

"I'll be more careful next time, Sakuraba-sensei."

"Okay, that's enough for the recap."

"Okay, wait a minute? Those two are still raining? It's been over two hours, hasn't it?" Wang Xi curiously squeezed into the crowd, where many people were gathered.

Currently, Ziyuan Middle School and Beaver Middle School have a record of two wins and two losses, with only the main team's match still ongoing.

"The captain of Beaver Middle School has 10 minutes left on his timer, while the captain of Aster Middle School has already started counting down. But it looks like this game isn't even over yet," Wang Xi thought, glancing at the two players' timers.

Although the timer only lasts for a total of 2 hours, the player will not be immediately declared the loser after the time expires. Instead, there will be a 30-second countdown period for each move.

In other words, Qi Yue's thinking time for each move must not exceed 30 seconds...

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, click!" Qi Yue placed the black piece and then tapped the timer.

"Damn it... why is it only one hour per person? That's way too little time, it's not enough at all!!"

Qi Yue gritted her teeth and complained inwardly.

If we calculate the komi now, White has a slight advantage, but the gap between the two sides is still very small, and I still have a chance. I need to be patient!

Wang Jun stood behind Lian Hezhou. He looked at Qi Yue, whose forehead was covered in sweat, and thought, "Zi Yuan's commander is having a hard time, but Lian Hezhou still seems to be handling it with ease. He probably didn't use his full strength."

Of course, if that's all he's going for... I'd find it boring.

However, this game is already pretty much over. Although the situation looks even for now, it's about to enter the endgame. All the big endgame moves are for White to gain the initiative, and Black will inevitably fall behind if they try to force it.

With that thought in mind, Wang Jun left the crowd with little interest.

"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."

Suddenly, the white-haired, blue-eyed boy spoke in a low voice. As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and quickly squeezed out of the crowd.

"Senior Lian, are you alright?"

"Huh?? Why is the Beaver's commander going to the restroom again? How many times has this happened? Could it be that there's something wrong with his health? Maybe he has diarrhea or something?"

"Yeah, this is the third time he's gone to the bathroom. He's wasted almost 20 minutes of the timer in the bathroom. And can you please stop saying such disgusting things? Can't you just say he has diarrhea?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Our commander has never been like this before. Maybe he accidentally ate something this morning and is feeling a little unwell," a member of Beaver Middle School explained.

Qi Yue took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead, which was hidden by her purple bangs, with a tissue.

“If he goes to the toilet, I have more time to think, which is lucky... It would be even better if he fell into the latrine while he was having diarrhea.”

Twenty minutes later, the final game between Ziyuan Middle School and Beaver Middle School also ended. Qi Yue, playing black, lost by three points. After counting the pieces, she gave a somewhat unwilling snort.

However, there is a certain gap in skill between amateur 4-dan and amateur 5-dan, so Qi Yue didn't think too much about it. She was confident that she could improve her skill to amateur 5-dan level by the time of the junior high school league.

The four-school training camp is scheduled for three sessions a day: one in the morning, one in the afternoon, and one in the evening, lasting for three days in total.

The afternoon's second round of matches is between Minghaiji Middle School and Ziyuan Middle School, and between Bailu Middle School and Heli Middle School.

"Speaking of which, Sakuraba, why do I feel like I've never seen you change your boots? It's always the same brown pair." After lunch, the group from Minghaiji Middle School took the elevator back to the seventh floor.

Squeezed into the elevator, Wang Xi stared at Ji Yingting's feet and asked.

"Oh, because these boots are specially designed for the blind! They're heavy in the back and light in the front, and can replace guide dogs and canes. It's a great invention!!"

Ji Yingting slightly lifted her brown cloth boots and excitedly explained to everyone.

"Don't you guys know?! These 'blind man's boots' were invented by the descendant of the scientist who researched 'lily reproduction'! They're very famous!"

"Um...I don't think I've ever heard of it," Wang Xi said, feeling embarrassed. Why was Sakuraba suddenly so inexplicably excited?

After saying a brief goodbye to the group, Ji Yingting planned to go back to her room for a nap.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Hmm, hmm, umm ahh ...

Ji Yingting put her ear to the door and listened secretly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Hmm, hmm, ahh ...

"Click, Wang Murou!? Are you there?" Ji Yingting asked with some worry, but the moment she pushed open the door, her voice suddenly stopped.

"Phew, phew, Sakuraba, you're back!"

Wang Murou, panting heavily, got out of bed. Her long black hair was loose, and her entire white body was exposed. She quickly turned off the self-recorded video that was playing on her phone.

Ji Yingting walked to the bedside, rubbed her calves, took off her boots, rolled over and lay down, pressing her long, bluish-green hair beneath her. "By the way, what were you yelling about in the room just now? Are you alright?"

"I didn't do anything, did you hear me right? And you can keep those underwear, I'm going to take a shower first." Wang Murou tossed her long black hair, took a white bath towel and walked into the bathroom.

"Did I hear wrong? But that sound... wait!! Was Rou Rou just... masturbating?"

Thinking of this, Ji Yingting's face turned bright red in an instant, and her hands covering her cheeks still had a trace of steam warmth.

I know what masturbation feels like from a past life, but what does self-pleasure feel like...? I don't think I've ever tried it...!! I've heard before that a woman's pleasure is ten times that of a man's!! ? ?

No, no!! Absolutely not!! I have to play chess this afternoon!! I need to have a serious talk with her tonight. Girls this young shouldn't do things like that! I have to save this wayward girl!

Ji Yingting shook her head, trying her best to suppress her strange desires. She buried her long, bluish-green hair deep into the large white pillow and fell asleep soon after.

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"Minghaiji Middle School vs. Ziyuan Middle School, Bailu Middle School vs. Heli Middle School"

Wang Zaishan, the captain of Bailu Middle School, walked towards the captain's position with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"The captain of Beaver Middle School is an amateur 5-dan, I'm definitely going to lose again... Speaking of which, I seem to be the weakest captain among the four schools!!"

Well, anyway, the strongest person in our school is Wang Jun, who's a fourth-dan, so nobody cares if I lose face.

But in an instant, Wang Zaishan suddenly froze, as a black figure blocked his way.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone present, Wang Jun, sporting a black watermelon-shaped haircut, took the lead in sitting in the commander's seat before Wang Zaishan could.

“The captain of Beaver Middle School, amateur 5-dan Lian Hezhou, if anyone loses this game, they will never be allowed to touch Go again… How about it?” Wang Jun’s black pupils narrowed slightly as he stared at the white-haired, blue-eyed boy in front of him and said in a low voice.

Chapter 17: Lian Hezhou's Memories

A white-haired, blue-eyed boy stepped out of the elevator. Before him stood a figure with long, orange-red hair. Apart from him, Lian Hezhou saw only a white blur; he could see nothing else.

He walked past Li Kaixuan nonchalantly and hurried into the restroom.

"Ugh...whoosh, ugh!!" The white-haired boy was vomiting violently in the bathroom, almost vomiting up all his stomach acid. Many unidentified objects sprayed out of his mouth; these were the dinners he had just eaten.

"Ugh, ugh"

"cough cough, cough cough"

Lian Hezhou stared blankly at the viscous, indescribable substance in the pool, slightly bewildered. "How could he be here? What is he doing here?! Ugh!! Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!"

After a long while, when he could no longer vomit, Lian Hezhou slowly raised his head and looked at the pale figure in the mirror, his eyes filled with ferocious red blood vessels. "I don't want to see you. Why are you clinging to me?"

Three years ago... the provincial league of Crescent Province.

"He Zhou, the last match is between the two of us! What a pity," a boy with short orange hair said disappointedly as he looked at the match schedule.

They were students from the same Go academy, and both had a record of 13 wins and 2 losses, but only the winner of the final match was eligible to be promoted to amateur fourth dan.

"Well, Ah Xuan, our strengths have always been about the same. Today, it all depends on luck. Even if you lose, I won't blame you, and you shouldn't blame me either," Lian Hezhou said softly.

“Of course, we’re friends, it doesn’t matter who reaches level 4 first,” Li Kaixuan said with a happy smile.

……

"dong dong"

"Ah, you dropped your chess piece, let me pick it up for you." Li Kaixuan, who was playing against Lian Hezhou, bent down to look for the chess piece.

"Oh no, Ah Xuan is playing so well today! The middle game is almost over, and I, playing black, am still about five points behind. It's going to be very difficult to turn things around... Let's make this move first."