The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

The chess piece fell into the blood, and Yin Hongzhuang gently withdrew her arm.

Gaomu...?

Oh no, this is bad! Her first move landed in a strange place. This is very bad!

Three-three, small eye, star position: these are the three most common moves.

Of course, San San was eliminated a long time ago.

Next are high-point moves and outside-point moves. Although high-point moves are relatively less rare than outside-point moves, they are not moves that ordinary players would study in great detail.

Since you don't understand, the best approach is to ignore it...

However, given An Ruotong's personality, how could she possibly ignore other people's strange occupancy of the corner?

Upon seeing the starry chessboard, An Ruotong unhesitatingly placed her white piece in a small square position, just one space away from the high square.

Ji Yingting sighed softly and rubbed her forehead with a hint of helplessness.

Back when the provincial ranking competition was held in Mingyue City, she placed her first move against An Ruotong on the outside of the eye, and An Ruotong also hung up without hesitation.

Of course, An Ruotong was completely clueless about the eye-out stance, and she quickly collapsed, eventually having to admit defeat in tears.

but……

Ji Yingting felt that An Ruotong was unlikely to lose the game.

If only she could transform again, to become like she was in that instant, that would be enough.

That girl could not possibly lose to the crimson makeup before her.

A week ago, An Ruotong unintentionally used the true form of the chess move, which Ji Yingting could not forget.

Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her blood-red eyes shed tears of blood, and her face was as beautiful as a painting. Everything about her resembled An Ruotong as she grew up.

If only An Ruotong could transform into that form again, she would be invincible!!

To be honest, Ji Yingting wasn't even sure if that was what An Ruotong looked like when she grew up; the difference between the two was just too great.

"Win quickly, or lose quickly..." Ji Yingting hoped.

In short, even at this moment, even for An Ruotong now, it is still unknown who will win between her and Yin Hongzhuang.

So we can only... wait a little longer.

She couldn't muster any interest in playing chess when faced with weaklings like Yin Guitang and Yin Mingge; she'd rather sleep than play.

However, looking at this red-haired girl with a professional fourth dan rank, named Yin Hongzhuang.

Ji Yingting clenched her small hands reluctantly, really wanting to... go and play with her herself.

.......

.......

Blade bounty: 50 blades plus one more chapter.

Chapter 365: The Path of Asura [Fifth Update]

The fourth professional rank represents the mid-level, a stark contrast to the lower professional ranks.

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

Gao Mu, her first move landed in a strange place, this is bad!!

However, facing the fourth-dan professional, Yin Hongzhuang...

An Ruotong, without hesitation, hung up the high-angled, small-eyed position, *snap!*

"call"

An Ruotong took a deep breath and stared at the chessboard with her crimson eyes wide open.

Relax, it's okay...

If you treat it as a small move, and then after being cornered, you can move aside and move one move.

Although many players have not studied the high point, they must have experienced situations where they had to leave the opponent's position untouched when facing a corner attack, right?

Similarly, hanging the target angle high can also be reduced to this kind of thinking.

"Wow..."

In a split second, Yin Hongzhuang picked up the second black chess piece.

Her right hand moved with incredible speed, like a blood-red butterfly fluttering in the air.

A red line of blood flashed across her face, and the white chess piece in her palm landed with a thud in the upper left corner of the chessboard, a small eye.

Ignoring An Ruotong's corner move... Yin Hongzhuang was simply following her own strategy.

Her blood-red hair, like a red waterfall, turned the daytime outside the window into night, I don't know when.

The pale green moonlight disappeared... and in its place was a crimson waning moon.

That waning moon resembled both the moon and a broken wing.

however……

To describe a more accurate image, one would say it's like a sun split in two, like a... waning sun.

A chilling glint emanated from her red brow; it didn't matter where An Ruotong placed the chess piece...

pat...

Another red line was drawn, and the white chess piece fell onto the chessboard with a thud.

Her right hand, pale to the point of being sickly white and stained with eerie black spots, carried an unparalleled power with every sweep of its arm through the air.

"It seems things are really getting bad."

As the layout progressed step by step, Ji Yingting's light green willow-leaf eyebrows gradually curved upwards.

An Ruotong, what exactly happened to her in this game? She was completely suppressed by her opponent and couldn't unleash her full potential.

However... she might have really said something wrong just now.

This crimson-clad makeup, compared to the previous two professional players, is not only a different species, but even its meaning and concept have changed.

Only by defeating her can we move forward.

A few drops of sweat trickled down An Ruotong's forehead...

Of course she knew she was out of sorts. Was it because she was too nervous? Or because her opponent was a professional fourth dan?

I always felt... she was carrying a huge boulder on her back!

Her hands and feet also seemed to be bound by black chains.

"call"

Sitting behind An Ruotong, Zhu Huangfu, with his long, beige hair, sighed softly and slowly closed his eyes.

An Ruotong spent too much time, and all of it was ineffective thinking.

Ineffective thinking... is no different from simply wasting time.

For example, a Go beginner who only knows the rules of capturing stones will not be able to come up with anything even if she tries to think about it.

Or, an amateur player might have made a mistake in their calculations during the game, causing all their previous efforts to be wasted.

Therefore, this kind of thinking is simply a waste of time and can be called ineffective thinking.

"Is this her chess move...?" An Ruotong broke out in a cold sweat, gritted her teeth, picked up a chess piece, and couldn't help but glance back at the two of them.

It would be very embarrassing to lose this game.

The red-haired girl opposite him remained calm and composed, showing no signs of actually playing a game of chess.

"........."

"The strategy is already too outdated, never mind..."

……

Ji Yingting's light green twin ponytails swayed, revealing a worried expression.

The opponent wasn't using any strategic positioning; it seems Xiaotong has fallen into some kind of misconception.

Her long black hair shot skyward, and An Ruotong gently brought her two slender arms together. Instantly... the sky was shrouded in darkness.

"Asura Path - Purgatory Spear"

Her blood-red eyes shimmered with an eerie light as she murmured softly.

boom!!!!

In an instant, a raging crimson flame erupted from An Ruotong's body, turning her long, black hair a deep crimson.

A massive weapon of extreme sharpness emerged from the void; it was a knight's lance, entirely crimson in color.

The European knight's lance was about three meters long, and An Ruotong held it up with her two slender little hands.

The next second, two huge blood-red wings sprouted from her back, like works of art carved from blood-red crystal.

"Wow...that's amazing!"

Sitting behind Yin Hongzhuang, the two red-haired girls stared blankly at the enormous radiance gushing out from An Ruotong's body.

I thought my older sister could easily suppress her, but I didn't expect her to have such a high level of skill.

That's too powerful... the power is just too great!!

With a radius of ten meters around her as the epicenter, everyone's long hair was blown high into the air by the gale, not to mention Yin Hongzhuang, who was sitting opposite An Ruotong.

Because this is not An Ruotong's true chess form, only An Ruotong herself can see the real changes in An Ruotong.

Having reached this point, she had no choice but to take things seriously, and for the first time, a solemn expression appeared between her brows.

"call"

With a puff of red mist from her cherry-like lips, An Ruotong's red Taoist robe transformed into a crimson cylindrical battle robe in the style of a European knight. Holding a red knight's lance, she exuded an aura of a demon god descending, and a beam of red light shot straight into the sky.

Above the crimson iron boots were black over-the-knee stockings, creating a small patch of absolute territory between them and the crimson skirt.