The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

Without giving her much time to think, Quan Shihui's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Mom, I can do it... I'll show you right now, so watch closely... You must be watching me secretly, Mom," Quan Shihui said calmly, his black bangs obscuring his eyebrows.

"What you can't do... I can do successfully, Mom..."

The black kimono bloomed around her like beautiful flowers, a slender, fair hand lifted her black bangs, and Quan Shihui's red lips parted slightly.

! ! ! ! !

The next moment, an extremely ominous premonition bloomed in Shang Sisi's heart, and her orange eyes widened.

This feeling... made Shang Sisi's breathing gradually become rapid, and a few drops of cold sweat slowly dripped from her forehead.

This is a feeling of being stronger than her! Just like that green-haired woman from yesterday!! How is this possible? Even she is stronger than me?

The next instant, three enormous jade-green fox tails emerged from behind her, and jade-green beams of light swirled around her.

Shang Sisi unconsciously entered a state of alertness, her youthful face showing extreme caution.

"Dark Chess Strategy - True Form Unleashed - Puppet"

Quan Shihui said calmly, and the moment her words fell, several sharp threads suddenly pierced through her body.

Click, click, click, click.

Her petite body moved stiffly as countless silver threads descending from the sky pierced through Quan Shihui's body, locking her soul firmly in place.

The next second, Quan Shihui's black pupils went from dull to completely lifeless, like a girl who had lost her soul... blank and utterly silent.

Above the sky, there was a pair of illusory finger shadows, with countless silver threads controlling Quan Shihui. Her expression at this moment was like that of a real... beautiful doll.

His body moved stiffly, his black kimono sleeves billowing, and Quan Shihui unconsciously picked up a black chess piece and slowly placed it down.

pat!

In the next instant, endless terrifying black energy erupted from her body, instantly crushing the jade-colored light on Shang Sisi's body and quickly devouring her.

Transform into a chess-playing puppet...

This is the true essence of Quan Shi Hui's dark chess strategy, and also the real reason why her mother went mad and why she has been like a doll since birth.

Chapter 242: The Warrior of Love, the Gentle Shang Wuwu [4000 words, please give me a knife]

Above the sky, there was a pair of illusory finger shadows, with countless silver threads controlling Quan Shihui. Her expression at this moment was like that of a real... beautiful doll.

His body moved stiffly, his black kimono sleeves billowing, and Quan Shihui unconsciously picked up a black chess piece and slowly placed it down.

pat!

In the next instant, endless terrifying black energy erupted from her body, instantly crushing the jade-colored light on Shang Sisi's body and devouring her completely.

She transformed herself into a chess-playing puppet... This is the true essence of Quan Shihui's chess strategy, and also the real reason why her mother went mad back then.

"...How is this possible?" Shang Sisi's orange eyes snapped open, and her right hand slammed into the chessboard with a thud.

"I'm stronger than you, I won't lose... I can't lose, I won't allow it!" Shang Sisi said angrily in a low voice.

However... Quan Shihui could no longer hear her words, and she would not hear a single word until the game of chess was over.

His long black hair draped gently over the back of his black kimono. Quan Shihui stared silently at the chessboard, his dark red pupils devoid of any human luster.

That's right, her consciousness no longer exists; it no longer exists in this empty shell. She has become a puppet.

Instinct... At this moment, Quan Shihui could only play chess based on instinct, an instinct that was countless times stronger than her own chess skills.

With a soft thud, the silver threads guided Quan Shihui's body to place a black chess piece.

Pat, pat, pat, pat.

The two continued placing chess pieces, and a few drops of cold sweat gradually dripped from the orange-haired girl's forehead.

"Her chess skills are indeed different from before... She exudes such a strong sense of pressure."

Compared to the evil aura emanating from himself, the beautiful girl opposite him, who was being controlled by silver threads, was radiating a terrifying black aura.

Thud... A slender right hand holds a black piece and places it down.

Looking at the girl in front of him who had turned into a machine-like doll, Shang Sisi felt an indescribable emotion.

"Moving again... Don't underestimate me." Shang Sisi frowned, clenched her fists, and picked up the white chess piece again.

That wretched woman! At a time like this, you absolutely must cut her off without hesitation!

but……

"not good……"

The orange sleeves fluttered gently, and Shang Sisi's slender right hand trembled in the air, but her right hand, which was holding a white chess piece, hesitated to fall, remaining frozen in mid-air.

I... dare not disconnect her? Dare not disconnect the black pieces? Why?

Shang Sisi's orange eyes widened slightly, the white chess piece she was holding in her right hand trembled incessantly, and cold sweat slid down her arm.

In Go, a "breakpoint" is a point where one player's position can be cut off by the opponent.

In Go, attacking an opponent's group of stones usually starts by targeting their weak points. These weak points are often weaknesses in the overall shape and are the opponent's primary targets. For example, a shape like a continuous chain almost always presents a weak point.

Breaking the chain means fighting, and Shang Sisi believed she was incapable of being afraid of a fight.

But... what's wrong with my right hand?!

Am I afraid of her? Am I terrified of her? Is my heart so weak and vulnerable? The orange-haired girl's orange eyes rolled in disbelief.

Her long orange hair was soaked with sweat, and a few seconds later, the orange-haired girl humbly lowered her proud head.

Snap... Shang Sisi's right hand trembled slightly as he placed the white piece in the blocking direction, blocking the black piece's connecting move.

Tick, tick.

A few tears welled up in the corners of her orange eyes. Shang Sisi cried uncontrollably, her orange sleeves gently wiping her eyes.

She...retreated; she dared not break the black pieces, dared not attempt to fight.

Perhaps, what she feared was not Quan Shihui at all... but rather...

"Did I... back down? Did I fail? I was too humble, too weak, I wasn't strong enough."

Shang Sisi's orange eyes widened, her long orange hair gently falling onto the sofa, and all she could see was the ceiling.

Born as a chess piece... she lost her meaning of existence, lost her value.

Because she backed down, she acquiesced to her weakness.

Her malevolent orange eyes gradually lost focus, and Shang Sisi glanced indifferently at the black-haired girl sitting opposite her.

Yes, it's all an illusion.

From that moment on, she acknowledged her weakness and denied the value of her existence.

The orange pupils blinked at the chandelier above, the evil intent gone.

The only thing left was a faint sense of relief.

Why am I afraid of her?

No, what I fear is myself; what I've always feared is my own weakness.

Am I going to have to go back to that place again? I'm so scared.

It turns out, what I was afraid of was failure.

Am I going back to that lonely, cold place where time seems to stand still?

So, I'm nothing special after all. My orange pupils gradually closed.

Born into the world of chess, she has no right to stay here if she loses or backs down.

From this perspective, the four-four and three-three of the shang are remarkably similar.

Well, whatever.

........................

Tick, tick, tick.

A few tears continued to fall from her orange pupils, and Shang Sisi's hands trembled slightly.

Suddenly, her orange eyes widened sharply.

"I don't want to, I don't want to... I don't want to go back! I'm so scared! Someone... please save me!"

Tears streamed down her tender face. Shang Sisi's orange eyes widened suddenly as the chessboard, the examinees, the room... everything came into view.

She seemed to want to imprint what she had witnessed in this final moment, so that... she would never forget it again.

I will never forget.

The jade-green mask crumbled little by little... The orange waterfall of hair completely scattered, falling to the ground like the underworld.

"I really want to... experience that feeling of sleeping in her arms again, that warmth and comfort."

Ok?

With her light green eyebrows slightly furrowed, Ji Yingting abruptly stopped moving her slender right hand under the sweating gaze of the black-haired, bespectacled girl.

Her soft, bluish-green hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, swaying gently.

It seems... nothing special has happened, nothing unusual.

However… her pale purple starry eyes narrowed slightly, and she put the chess piece she was holding in her right hand back into the chess box.

Just a moment ago, Ji Yingting felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if... she was about to lose something.

Her left hand gently grasped the front of the water lily-colored Taoist robe and pressed it lightly against her chest.

Of course, because Ji Yingting's place was so big, she couldn't feel her own heartbeat at all, only the soft elasticity.

"Four four..." Ji Yingting murmured in the end, but instead of retracting her right hand from the chess box, she raised the chess piece that was about to be placed down again.

pat.

..............................

"Waaaaaah, I'm so scared, waaaaah!"