The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

With her pale purple starry eyes fixed on An Ruotong, the adorable little Ji Yingting gently tilted her long, light green hair and said.

"Oh dear, it's been so long since I've played chess seriously, my hands are getting a bit rusty..."

It was daytime, but the sky was pitch black. A pale green moonlight gently fell, illuminating the cute little face of the young girl, Ji Yingting.

Author's Note:

Chapter Recommendation: Matou Sakura will die if she doesn't exchange magical energy with girls.

Chapter 284: A Timeless Scheme, The Tribulation of Immortality

With her pale purple starry eyes fixed on An Ruotong, the adorable little Ji Yingting gently tilted her long, light green hair.

"It's been so long since I've played chess seriously, my hands are getting a bit rusty..."

The young girl, Ji Yingting, squinted her pale purple starry eyes and said softly, "She... didn't always want to play house."

Looking down at her little hands, Xiao Ji Yingting clenched them tightly.

Xiao Ji Ying Ting's long, light green hair almost reached the ground, and a slender, jade-like finger gently picked up a white chess piece.

Sometimes, the me you see is not the real me, and the me in my heart is not the real me either.

With her pale purple starry eyes gently gazing into An Ruotong's blood-red eyes, Xiao Ji Yingting narrowed her eyes slightly.

Instantly, a thick, emerald-green light emanated from her body, and her small hand landed on the chessboard with a soft thud.

Because of his extremely short stature, Koji Sakuraba had to put his hands on the table to barely reach the chessboard.

"He's turned into a child... How can he still play chess?!"

An Ruotong was slightly shocked. She flicked her red sleeves and accidentally knocked over a black chess piece beside her.

The black chess piece rolled a full circle on the ground before landing back at her feet.

Why am I so nervous?

The pale purple starry eyes magnified before her eyes, and an endless galaxy filled her vision.

Sweat dripped uncontrollably from her fair face as An Ruotong stiffly picked up a black chess piece with her right hand.

When facing Xiao Ji Yingting, looking at her... An Ruotong felt an intense fear rise in her heart.

"If you encountered a player of similar skill level to yourself, would you be very nervous? Would your hands tremble? Probably not."

She couldn't help but recall what she had just said to Ji Yingting not long ago. Why was she feeling afraid?

Is it because... the current Ji Yingting is so much stronger than her? How could that be... she's already turned into a child.

The young girl, Ji Yingting, stared blankly at An Ruotong. Standing on the sofa, she could no longer wear the small cloth boots that were a size too big for her small feet, so she simply kicked them off. Her snow-white knee-high socks were also a little wrinkled on her calves, and her dark blue Taoist robe was slightly loose.

One of its pale purple pupils was half-closed, while the other was slightly wide open; its evil face exuded a hint of madness.

A few strands of light green hair fell down slightly, covering Xiao Ji Yingting's snow-white forehead. Her slender hands were covered by her dark blue Taoist robe, making them almost impossible to reach out.

The timer had already started its long, drawn-out ticking sound, and An Ruotong hurriedly placed a black piece, *thud*.

She shook her long black hair abruptly. That's right... the game was almost over. It was already the endgame. She still had a slight lead. So what if she became stronger?

However, a wicked smile appeared on Xiao Ji Ying Ting's lips.

In an instant, An Ruotong's vision turned gray, the space seemed to freeze, and her body could no longer move.

Her blood-red pupils darted wildly, and the timer in front of An Ruotong slowly came to a stop...

"You must be feeling very sad... powerless, insignificant, and insignificant."

A soft voice rang in An Ruotong's ears, and a wisp of green hair obscured her vision. Before she knew it, Aotong had come to her side.

The dark blue sleeves concealed her small mouth. Little Ji Yingting slightly widened her pale purple eyes and whispered, "This game of chess... you really want to win, don't you? You desperately want to win, don't you? You want to achieve victory? You're trembling with desire, aren't you? Your right hand... it's trembling constantly."

Pat, pat, pat, pat.

The sound of pieces being placed continued, but An Ruotong's eyes were gradually losing their luster.

Her right hand... was just making mechanical, blank movements, stiffly placing a black chess piece.

"Hey, Miss An Ruotong, you're working really hard!"

Ji Yingting spun around, tossing her long, light green hair, and returned to An Ruotong's side.

"Well, let me tell you, your fear doesn't stem from my superior skill level, but rather... from the very beginning, you held onto the expectation of victory. Therefore, without that expectation... you naturally wouldn't feel nervous."

But... these unrealistic wishes are all in vain. Let me tell you... you don't need to try anymore.

Because... you can't beat me.

Her slender hands gently rose and pressed down on An Ruotong's right hand, which was holding the black chess piece.

A strange smile appeared on Xiao Ji Yingting's lips, and her long, bluish-green hair became increasingly blurry in An Ruotong's eyes.

"Let me... Put your right hand down now, you can rest properly. Put down that chess piece, okay?"

"No..." A calm voice rang in Xiaoji Yingting's ears.

"Hmm?" Xiao Ji Yingting, with her long, light green hair, was slightly taken aback, her pale purple eyes showing a hint of confusion.

"I will not let go... because I am An Ruotong."

A pair of blood-red eyes calmly opened, gradually opening in this gray world.

"pat..."

Her fair, delicate hand held a black chess piece and slowly placed it onto the chessboard. In that instant, her right hand seemed to transform into a fiery red lotus flower, burning with an inextinguishable fighting spirit.

In her mind, the scene of her first meeting with Ji Yingting appeared, as did the image of facing Hua Shenxishi after her strength improved, and... the image of her being so frightened by Shang Gongying that she dared not move. She was simply too weak.

At that time, she was so powerless, so weak, that she didn't even have the courage to place a single chess piece.

Is she going to repeat the same mistakes again?

Looking at Xiao Ji Yingting, whose entire body was enveloped in a bluish-green light, her pale purple eyes held an endless starry sky. She was very strong... strong to an unbelievable degree. Xiao Ji Yingting was so strong that even top professional Go players had to temporarily avoid her.

Her hands clenched tightly, the black-haired, red-eyed girl lightly flicked the two fiery red sleeves beside her. But she was no longer the same person she used to be; she was An Ruotong, a professional beginner.

"Sakuraba, it's precisely because I'm weak that I hold onto hope... I can't see through your strength, nor do I want to. All I know is... I must win this game."

An Ruotong's blood-red eyes gradually regained their light, and she spoke earnestly to Xiaoyingba.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Time passed slowly, and Xiao Ji Yingting simply kept her long, light green hair down, without saying a word.

She... seemed angry, and Sakuraba gently puffed out her cheeks.

She reached out her small hand, clad in a dark blue Taoist robe, and gently picked up a white chess piece, placing it on the edge of the table to play with, no longer playing chess.

What a childish little girl...

An Ruotong stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Did she really not intend to play chess anymore? They were about to run out of time!

Beep beep beep, beep beep beep, beep~~~~~

Gulp... The chess players watching from the sidelines swallowed hard. Was Xiao Ji Yingting actually going to give up on this game?

However… in the next instant, their vision was obscured by a dazzling green light…

boom!!!

A turquoise whirlwind gently coiled around Sakuraba's fingertips. Just moments ago, she had placed a white chess piece on the board and pressed the timer... The turquoise willow branches swayed gently, and fireflies filled the sky.

The emerald green light was held between Xiao Jiyingting's palms. Just a moment ago, they seemed to have seen a rapidly falling shooting star.

…………

The expressions of countless chess players froze for a moment, and An Ruotong's long black hair was blown up by the ensuing gale, the sand and dust blinding her.

Just how fast did she place that chess piece?!

Cui Jinlie's expression was slightly strange. Even if his speed in placing pieces was comparable to lightning, it was impossible for him to see clearly how fast Ji Yingting had just placed a piece... How fast was it? The timer was running out of time, wasn't it?

The flags of the professional chess academy were fluttering wildly in the sky; it was unclear whether it was the wind or the flags that were moving.

The King of Swift Chess, [Tianyuan] Xiao Xiaoxiao, Xiao Tianyuan... Everyone thought of this name at the same time.

Who is faster, Koji Sakuraba or that other person?

With a flick of her dark blue Taoist robe, Xiao Ji Yingting crossed her arms in front of her chest and slightly raised her long, light green hair.

Her pale purple, starry eyes looked down at An Ruotong, and she said calmly, "Very good, you have great courage!! Let's continue playing chess."

A slender little finger pointed arrogantly at An Ruotong. For some reason, her body had shrunk, but her personality had become more childish and immature.

pat, pat, pat.

Finally, the game of chess was nearing its end, and An Ruotong clenched her teeth tightly.

She knew that her advantage had disappeared, however... it was still hard to say who was in the lead now.

Thirty seconds is simply not enough time for them to take a detailed look.

This game... the final outcome might only be decided by half a point.

A draw is impossible. [The concept of a draw only exists in Japanese Go rules.]

The final stage is coming to an end, and what remains are all single-piece tribulations and single-piece official challenges. An Ruotong swallowed slightly, and looked up. Xiao Ji Yingting, on the other hand, seemed unhurried.

Why does she have that expression... does she think she's won? No... impossible, she wouldn't have the energy to count the points. At this point, I can't let her performance distract me.

Hold on... The final victory belongs to me! An Ruotong's blood-red eyes widened slightly.

And then... the game ended.

No, to be precise, it's not over yet. There's only one last official left, and it's Ji Yingting's turn.

Xiao Ji Yingting frowned slightly, and the chess players watching from the sidelines didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The reason why Xiaoji Yingting hesitated so much was because she had a slight lingering feeling in her hand, meaning that her position was not very good and she might make a move.

If she takes the last single official position, then victory in terms of points is a foregone conclusion. If she adds her own advantage and lets An Ruotong take the last single official position... then perhaps victory will belong to An Ruotong.

Beep beep beep beep~~~

The timer's sound was like a hypnotic bell. At this moment, there was no time to count in detail. Ji Yingting's small hand fell under the gaze of many people... and landed on the last official's position.