The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

Because those who reach the pinnacle of their profession despite lacking talent are terrifying, powerful, and dazzling.

Is being very strong enough?

Is becoming a professional Go player enough?

Centered on Xiao Qiyu, the purple lightning almost solidified, and the black chess piece spun and fell into the chessboard.

"Boom!" Three pointed peaks.

"It's been so long since I've seen Xiao Qiyu's sharp start..."

The professional chess player watching the game was slightly taken aback.

Has she ever done this before?

"Yes, although she used to really enjoy playing the point, she hasn't played it like that since becoming a professional player..."

"Her playing style has always been aggressive, but it softened considerably after she became a professional player."

With her long, bluish-purple hair floating in the air and a single, crackling ahoge (cowlick) standing upright, Xiao Qiyu murmured to herself.

"Yesterday, I saw your game record, and it actually reminded me of my past self... no... that was me in the past."

Thunder Emperor Xiao Qiyu.

Just hearing her name gives you a general idea of ​​her playing style; she's a powerful player with a bold and sweeping style.

But... actually, it's quite the opposite; her current playing style is very gentle and exceptionally delicate.

The game's momentum was as thunderous as thunder, and its style as soft as snow.

A relentless offensive can crush the opponent like a tsunami.

"Xiao Qiyu, a terrifying person..."

"Xiao Qiyu, why are you angry again?"

"My next opponent is Lei Di, her eyes are so scary... I really don't want to play against her."

"I heard she also uses glaring to disrupt her opponent's mood!"

"Xiao Qiyu is really strong..."

"Haha, she lost yesterday, didn't she? I saw her hiding in the bathroom, secretly crying."

"Yeah, I heard they were upset because of a mistake. Carelessness is probably her biggest weakness."

"Really? So the Thunder Emperor has such a strong sense of pride... After all, he's a genius, they're all supposed to be very competitive, right?"

Because her bluish-purple slanted eyebrows looked fierce, because her eyes looked fierce, because... she was the Thunder Emperor, so no one liked to get close to her.

"Kitty, come eat some grass..."

A little girl with blue hair, wearing a silver robe, squatted by the grass, using a leaf to lure a kitten, and said happily.

Perhaps it's because her expression isn't cute.

"Meow!!!!"

The snow-white kitten trembled with fright and burst into tears.

"Xiao Qiyu, you're not allowed to hurt my cat!"

"........."

There's nothing that can be done about it; she wasn't liked by everyone.

And so, the twelve-year-old girl with her long, blue-purple curly hair gradually distanced herself from the crowd and from the world.

Xiao Qiyu's back looked somewhat lonely, and her ahoge (a stray hair on her head) looked somewhat dejected.

She... changed herself.

Perhaps, as others have said, she is a monster.

Xiao Qiyu's change in playing style did not affect his strength; on the contrary, it increased his winning rate.

"So... today, let me see whether the current me is more powerful, or the me of the past was more powerful, An Ruotong..."

With his purple eyes slightly narrowed, Xiao Qiyu looked at the black-haired girl in front of him and said.

Twelve years old, professional beginner level - An Ruotong.

This girl is the same age she was when she first became a professional.

Similar playing styles, equally careless, equally fearless.

Blood-red eyes, long black Hime-style hair, and a face as white as snow.

In terms of appearance, An Ruotong is different from Hua Shenxi; she is not a girl who gives people a cute feeling.

In fact, because of her somewhat eerie blood-red eyes, many people would think she was a rather sinister chess player.

pat...

With a crisp sound, An Ruotong's white chess piece fell onto the chessboard.

Defeating Xiao Qiyu will not be an easy task, no matter what.

An Ruotong's father is the owner of a large hotel and owns his own chess club.

Her father was a Go enthusiast, so she would occasionally stay in the Go coffin to watch the old men play.

She was seven years old that year.

Because of her interest, An Ruotong would carry her schoolbag after school every day from 5 pm to 8 pm.

Then, when An Ruotong was eight years old, her father enrolled her in a Go class.

Although it was just an ordinary chess academy, a small academy that had never produced a professional chess player, she was still very happy.

Not long after, An Ruotong reached the next rank.

She was nine years old that year.

...

At the age of ten, An Ruotong reached the amateur third dan level.

At this point, none of the guests in the chess hall could match her.

It's incomprehensible how an adult could possibly lose to a ten-year-old girl.

Over time, the guests stopped wanting to play against her; she was too strong, too strangely strong.

She gradually developed her own chess strategy, a strategy called "Fear".

Her initial strategy stemmed from people's fear of her.

Despite the many setbacks she encountered along the way, including doubts, anxieties, sadness, and worries.

At the age of twelve, An Ruotong finally became a professional Go player in this year's professional examination.

"I know this will be an extremely difficult match. Regardless of whether I can win or defeat Xiao Qiyu, I want to take my first step on the professional stage."

She's always so greedy, always thinking she hasn't won enough, that it's not big enough.

Even though he's already a professional Go player, he still wants to keep playing, keep winning, and keep winning endlessly.

If you want to win, just use those slender, jade-like hands to firmly grasp the slim hope, that's all.

So, if you want to win, if you want to unleash your full potential... now is the only time!!

boom!!!!

The violent aura instantly dyed An Ruotong's long black Hime-style hair a blood-red color, and the overwhelming river of blood transformed into a beautiful lotus flower, from which... a blood-red knight's lance bloomed.

The color of blood, the taste of blood, the monarch of the Crimson Lotus.

The biggest difference between An Ruotong and Xiao Qiyu is that An Ruotong carried out her own style to the very end, and it also permeated the professional Go world.

So what if she's rough around the edges? So what if she's arrogant? That's just who she is, even if she's disliked or not liked by anyone.

In later generations, when many professional Go players recalled An Ruotong and saw her game records, they would make the same assessment...

He truly deserves the title of tyrant.

Author's Note:

Because my favorite character when I watched Hikaru no Go was Ochi Kosuke, I guess he's the prototype for An Ruotong. He's very individualistic, a bit awkward, but also has his own unique authenticity.

Chapter 443: Raging Thunder

"Chess Strategy - Crimson Lotus Spear"

Six fiery red beams of light gradually formed six petals, transforming into a red lotus that enveloped An Ruotong.

As the red lotus unfolded like a peacock's tail, scattered drops of blood rained down from the sky, turning long black hair into a river of blood.

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

He held a three-meter-long lance in his hand, and his blood-red Taoist robe transformed into a crimson battle robe.

"It's like she's become a completely different person."

Seeing the arrogance between An Ruotong's brows, Xiao Qiyu frowned slightly. Her chess moves... clearly did not meet the level of a professional first dan.

An Ruotong fumbled around in the chess box with her right hand for a while before finally picking up a white chess piece.

The spearhead, emitting a fiery red light, crashed violently onto the chessboard.

boom!!!

With the power of a nuclear explosion, this chess piece instantly extinguished most of the lightning surrounding Xiao Qiyu.

"..."

"Clap!"

A flash of lightning, and Xiao Qiyu, his brows furrowed, placed a black piece.

Still fast, but... huh? Is she playing me?

An Ruotong's crimson eyes widened slightly as she watched Xiao Qiyu place the white piece.