The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

In everyone's life, there is always that one... extraordinary moment.

One moment that they can remember for a lifetime.

"Who is she? She's that black-haired one over there..."

"An Ruotong, you're a chess player from Mingyue City, right? You're quite well-known there."

"But I've never heard of her before. 29 wins and 1 loss? That's an incredible record!"

An Ruotong, a girl with black hair and red eyes, is so cute it's almost eerie...

Dressed in a blood-red robe, her slender hand placed her last piece in this professional exam.

pat...

The black chess piece splashed into the heavy mud, weighing tens of thousands of tons.

Her black, flowing hair covered her eyebrows and blood-red eyes, falling to the tips of her ears.

She didn't look at her opponent's expression because... it was just the last glint of the weak.

That night, she returned home after a long absence and had dinner with her parents.

"Xiaotong, are you happy to become a professional Go player?"

Sitting on the sofa, the black-haired, red-eyed girl nodded and said softly.

"However... there is more, something I want to fight, something I want to tear apart. And then, feel my own power."

Her red eyes held a hint of madness; she loved victory.

Her talent was merely excellent, but not extraordinary.

Her efforts were mediocre, somewhat lazy, and unworthy of her somewhat naive yet strong sense of self-esteem.

However, throughout history, in the changing of the guard among professional Go players...

Occasionally, there will be a super chess player like her... a late bloomer, yet as arrogant as a demon king.

However, only An Ruotong herself knew whose help she had in successfully becoming a professional Go player.

She was nothing more than an insignificant puppet.

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"She is Teacher Lin Qing, who is in charge of the dojo's assessments. She is an amateur 5th dan."

The receptionist said softly, and the group walked into a relatively comfortable private match room inside the dojo.

The golden, gilded leather sofa and the antique beige chessboard exude a faint aroma of tea.

A middle-aged woman with black hairpins smiled kindly at them.

Hello, teacher.

Hello, teacher.

"Hello teacher, my name is An Xiaotong."

"Okay, let's start with you... Please sit here."

Ok?

An Ruotong paused for a few seconds when she saw the height of the sofa.

Why is this sofa so low? Is it meant for her to sit cross-legged?

Sitting cross-legged is a common practice for many professional chess players, but in reality, it doesn't have much practical use.

However, it can indeed train a chess player's patience, but it is also a double torment of both mind and body.

When An Ruotong was at the Celebrity Chess Academy, she often played chess while sitting cross-legged.

Holding the red robe in her hands, An Ruotong smoothed her soft black hair and sat down.

"Oh? She's very skilled."

I was slightly puzzled.

Since she had nothing else to do, the receptionist with long brown hair simply found a chair, sat down, and watched the game.

"Can you let me go first?"

The middle-aged woman, Lin Qing, asked with a smile, already regarding An Ruotong as a little girl who had come to the dojo for the assessment.

After all, no matter how much she imagined it, she could never have imagined that such a young professional chess player would pretend to be an amateur to play tricks on them.

"Um……"

"Don't be nervous. You don't necessarily have to beat me. I just want to see how good you are."

"OK, all right"

An Ruotong showed an understanding expression and nodded gently.

"So... I shall begin?"

An Ruotong quickly licked her cherry-like lips with her little tongue, and then, sitting cross-legged, gently picked up a black chess piece.

Her slender little hands, clasped in crimson robes, held a graceful yet somewhat unrestrained and arrogant gesture.

His arm was raised above his wildly black eyebrows, then swung down in a crescent-shaped arc, landing on a star position.

pat...

Ok?

At the same time, a strange feeling surged through Lin Qing's body, causing her to frown deeply.

What happened...?

Was that just my imagination?

Usually, most players who come to the dojo for the assessment are unable to relax because of their cross-legged posture or nervousness.

Or perhaps, if you consider her your teacher, even if your chess skills are stronger than hers, your playing style will subconsciously soften, carrying a sense of awe.

However, at the very moment the piece was placed, this black-haired, red-eyed girl…

Well, I don't know how to put it, but in short, it's very impolite to let your mind wander while playing chess.

Lin Qing felt a little ashamed and silently picked up a white chess piece.

"Oh……"

The receptionist opened her mouth in surprise. She couldn't quite tell what was wrong, but she felt that An Ruotong's move was a bit too exaggerated.

"pat"

"pat"

……

The moment the black chess piece landed on the board, An Ruotong suddenly narrowed her eyes.

The Triple Star formation, which is not commonly seen in modern times, was her favorite move, and it was taught to her by Ji Hongying.

However, at this moment, An Ruotong suddenly changed her mind.

Her blood-red eyes darted slightly, and in that brief instant, she recalled the game of chess she had played not long ago.

Ice-blue flames filled her red pupils; the entire world was nothing else.

That was the most beautiful thing, the strongest thing, the most unattainable thing she had ever seen in her life.

"If I just leave like this, I'll still... lose to you again, won't I?"

"pat"

A crisp sound struck the chessboard as a slender hand pushed the black piece down one square.

Um? ?

When An Ruotong placed the third black piece, Lin Qing's expression immediately changed.

"........."

Zhu Huangfu, who was originally not interested in this game, also showed a strange expression after seeing this move.

A triple star, no, the third piece landed below the center star.

What... is the intention behind this?

Of course, Lin Qing wasn't unfamiliar with this layout.

Many beginners who are just learning Go, and amateur players of low level, often play like this.

But... her posture was so upright, and her move was so graceful, it's such a pity...

Lin Qing shook her head slightly and placed a white chess piece down.

"bite…………"

Ring ring, ring ring.

A gentle breeze caressed my face, the sound of wind chimes lingered in my ears, and red candles burned brightly.

Whose phone is ringing? Lin Qing was taken aback as a strangely pleasant sound rang out.

The blood-red robe was eerily beautiful; the blood-red cassock resembled a pair of scarlet butterfly wings.

The little girl with long, black, hee-cut hair had somehow become incredibly beautiful, almost unbelievably so.

On either side of her eyes, there was... blood-red eye makeup, like two butterfly wings torn in the middle, bloody and raw.

Inside the magnificent hall, a dozen or so dancers dressed in blood-red robes stood on either side, playing musical instruments and dancing gracefully.

An Ruotong's long black hair hung straight to the ground, her lazy expression was somewhat melancholy, and two blood-red butterfly wings emitted a ferocious roar as they slowly opened from behind her, revealing a pair of tattered blood feathers.

She pursues strength and victory; her chess skills are unmatched.

But... it wasn't really hers.

From the moment she changed the placement of the three stars, she completely broke free from the control of that red-haired girl...

For the first time, An Ruotong truly and genuinely displayed her glamorous demeanor.

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