The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

Chess skill, that's for a chess player.

It encompasses various abilities such as comprehension, judgment, calculation, mentality, age, experience, playing style, board position, opening, life and death, endgame, and mid-game fighting ability...

The embodiment of all things is like a lotus blooming in layers; without short leaves, it is not beautiful.

An Ruotong is only 13 years old, and her strength... is all-encompassing and without any weaknesses.

A terrifying sense of self-esteem, overflowing chess skills, and the perfect age—she possessed everything a super chess player needed to become.

Of course, perhaps due to a lack of experience, she often makes moves that Ji Yingting finds baffling.

For example, that move just now... a typical bad move, even worse than an amateur player's.

Normally, it would be glued on directly.

That was clearly the consequence of placing a piece without thinking it through...

However, it doesn't matter. Yin Guitang, a professional third-dan, is no match for An Ruotong.

At the same time, An Ruotong picked up another black chess piece.

Her blood-red eyes swept lightly over the chessboard.

If White surrounds the fourth line, it will be 23 points behind; if it surrounds the fifth line, it will be 11 points behind; only by surrounding the sixth line can it level the score.

Of course, because White's position is so strong, it would be bad for Black to attack rashly.

……

The situation, the game, the pieces she placed—all felt familiar to her.

In the professional exam, Hua Shenxi used that move to defeat herself.

Shoulder strike is a method of pressuring or diminishing the opponent's pieces during the game. It is usually placed on the fourth line, targeting the opponent's pieces on the third line, and is placed diagonally above the opponent's pieces.

However, in that game of chess, Hua Shenxi, facing her, did not hesitate to make a five-way shoulder attack.

"Thank you, I've learned something..."

The black chess piece in his hand fell instantly, hitting the center of the chessboard with a thud.

Shoulder thrust...

Six-way shoulder strike.

Can a six-way shoulder strike still be called a shoulder strike? No one can explain it clearly anymore…

However, the moment An Ruotong's right hand left the chessboard, Yin Guitang's eyes widened slightly.

She... was forcing herself to surround the enemy from five directions, with four of them being shoulder-to-shoulder attacks, in order to force the enemy to surround the enemy from three directions.

The "six-way shoulder charge" means forcing the opponent to surround five directions.

It cannot attack, it can only defend.

However, she actually dared to do it!

It's worth noting that it's already quite an impressive feat to have an empty space enclosed on five lanes, yet she so resolutely placed her piece on the sixth lane.

Does she really think that a ten-point advantage is irrecoverable?

Looking up at An Ruotong's bloodshot eyes, Yin Guitang suddenly felt a little tired.

That look in her eyes spoke of absolute confidence in her calculation abilities.

An Ruotong's move was like lava erupting from a volcano, igniting the entire chessboard.

In the middle game, the advantage of ten points is not as exaggerated as it seems.

However... you should know that in Go, even if you are only half a point ahead, as long as you maintain that half-point advantage until the end of the game, you have won.

In any case, as long as we win, that's all that matters.

In the judgment of most chess players, even if An Ruotong's move landed on the fifth line, it would be no problem to directly invade White's territory, and the victory would be even more certain.

However, this sixth-rank shoulder strike... is the essence of this game.

Rather than instilling the opponent's desire to attack, it's more magnificent to let her lose by a narrow margin and understand what despair is... isn't that right?

"call……"

The game of chess ended. An Ruotong tossed her long black hair, stood up from the sofa, her bottom almost worn out from sitting so long.

You are all the best of the best, the first round of the Nightmare Chess Academy battle.

After the referee adjusted the board, An Ruotong, playing black, won with a relatively stable lead of 189 moves, gaining 4 points and 8 marks.

If Yin Guitang knew what An Ruotong was thinking at that time, he would definitely be devastated.

Actually, An Ruotong didn't really count the points carefully... she just went by feeling that she would have more free time.

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Blade bounty: 50 blades plus one more chapter.

Chapter 364: Professional Stage Four: Yin Hongzhuang [Fourth Update]

After the referee adjusted the board, An Ruotong, playing black, won with a relatively stable lead of 189 moves, gaining 4 points and 8 marks.

And then, another game of chess was over...

"We lost again... This is the second game already!! We lost, we lost, we lost!!!"

A girl with blood-red twin ponytails angrily bit her sleeve, glaring resentfully at the black-haired girl in front of her, An Ruotong.

Yin Mingge, a professional 3-dan player, resigned in the middle game.

She is the second player, after Yin Guitang of Nightmare Chess Academy, to lose to An Ruotong.

It's already 2-0 here? Wow, so fast...

The Yin family has suffered a crushing defeat!

Before the match began, no one would have predicted that a team of only three professional first-dan players could so utterly crush the Yin family.

“Trash…” The cold and beautiful girl with long, blood-red hair, sitting in the stands, said disdainfully, and stood up lightly.

Her red robe was slightly different from the other two chess players from the Yin family; it seemed to shimmer with a blood-like luster, and was a softer, liquid-like robe.

Her blood-red swallowtail trailed on the ground, and her blood-red eyes were filled with a chilling fear as she pulled Yin Guitang, who was still sitting in a daze, up.

"Sister...please forgive me."

"let me……"

Her icy voice was filled with absolute command, and her blood-red hair was like a waterfall of blood, stunningly beautiful.

Professional fourth dan, crimson makeup...

A red-haired, red-eyed girl... she exuded an extremely ominous aura as she sat down opposite An Ruotong.

She is very strong... even the strongest player An Ruotong has ever encountered in a formal competition since birth.

Professional fourth dan is a level higher than professional third dan.

In fact, the first, second, and third stages of a professional career are all pretty much the same; there won't be much improvement or change.

but……

The fourth professional rank represents the mid-level, signifying a dramatic change.

The difficulty of becoming a professional fourth dan is on a completely different level from the difficulty of becoming a professional third dan.

Starting from the fourth dan level, professional Go players enter a brand new space, a new realm, where they can see a world that lower-ranked players cannot.

So... to put it in a twisted way.

The two previous professional level 3 players from the Yin family were no different from professional level 1 players.

A professional fourth dan is no different from a professional sixth dan... Moreover, she is definitely not an ordinary professional fourth dan!!!

Sitting behind An Ruotong, Ji Yingting and Zhu Huangfu's eyebrows both drooped to different degrees.

"Xiaotong... be careful, this person is not the same species as the previous two."

Ji Yingting couldn't help but remind An Ruotong as her light green twin ponytails twitched.

goooo...

An Ruotong seemed not to hear, swallowed hard, and stared nervously at the girl sitting in front of her with her bloodshot eyes.

She knows this kind of thing, these kinds of words... she doesn't need to be reminded, she already knows it!

Rather than needing a reminder, it's more accurate to say that An Ruotong, who was directly opposite her, was the one who felt it most keenly and could truly appreciate the terrifying nature of her opponent.

With her crimson makeup, her eyes were painted with blood-red eyeshadow, and the vast, illusory sea of ​​blood above her head seemed to be swallowing everything around her.

Come on... let's make our move?

Yin Hongzhuang's expression was very serious. She couldn't tolerate... that her teammates were so useless, losing a whole point in the first round of the group stage!

【0.5+0.5】

Damn it, I wish she had just gone on stage from the beginning.

call!

Slender as jade, soft and boneless, her pale, sickly right hand gently extended from her blood-red liquid robe, red veins interspersed with eerie black spots, as she slowly picked up a black chess piece.

In the third round, Yin Hongzhuang, a professional fourth dan player, played black, while An Ruotong, a professional first dan player, played white.

"here we go……"

Her red eyes narrowed slightly, and under An Ruotong's tense gaze, her strange right hand landed on the chessboard.

ding dong...

!!!

It wasn't the familiar pattering sound, but a strange tinkling sound, like a pebble being thrown into water, creating ripples.

That's for sure...

Because the chessboard in front of An Ruotong was not a chessboard at all, but had turned into a blood-red ocean.