The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

"Because she's really good! I'm afraid I won't be able to win~"

Because she couldn't see clearly, Ji Yingting directly felt Gu Nanchang's terrifying pressure, which was no less than that of Ji Xuehuang, a terrifying chess player.

"Huh? Someone like you think you can take me away?" Gu Jingyan chuckled.

wow...

The next moment, her figure vanished into thin air, the heavy snow covering everything, and the beautiful sky reflected her stunning figure on the ground.

A strong wind blew, and her long, light green hair instantly transformed into two spiraling, light green twin tails.

Her waist-length, light green hair gradually shortened, and Ji Yingting transformed from the original Ji Yingting into a younger version of Ji Yingting.

Half of her long green hair was highlighted and dyed snow-white.

A white formal coat was draped over the outside of a snow-blue Taoist robe, giving her a magnificent, queen-like appearance.

Finally... two soft, moon-white drooping ears hung down from either side of the light green twin tails, dangling to the ground.

Her exquisite face was etched with a bright green pattern, and a round, fluffy blue rabbit tail grew from behind her.

"Professional Go players can't afford to stagnate!"

A wicked, maniacal smile crept across Xiao Ji Ying Ting's lips.

However, just as her jade-green eyes were about to open a crack!

Boom! In the next moment, the changes on her body suddenly disappeared, vanished into thin air, and everything turned to nothing.

The snow-white hair disappeared, and the twin ponytails returned to a light green Hime cut.

All that remained for Ji Yingting was the light blue Taoist robe with the outer ceremonial dress and the magnificent snow-white robe.

"Hmm...?" Xiao Ji Yingting was slightly taken aback and tilted her head in surprise.

"Gu Jingyan, what have you done?"

"Don't worry, now is not the time to use that kind of thing. I'll help you win against her, so... please trust me."

A calm voice emanated from Ji Yingting's mind, and Ji Yingting's emotions immediately returned to calm.

In the eyes of the other chess players, Gu Jingyan had become that snow-white long robe dress.

As long as she is there, Ji Yingting's mindset will not be affected by external factors, nor will it be disturbed by any inner demons or chess moves.

Just like this perpetually expressionless girl, devoid of beauty, heart, emotion, and desire.

Artificial Chess Positions - Gu Jingyan.

The most powerful support strategy in the game, according to legend.

【Artificial Chess Game - The Ruthless Saintess】

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Chapter 446: The Nuclear Explosion Situation

Snapped……

At the Full Moon Provincial Professional Chess Academy, a red-eyed girl with long black hair frowned deeply.

A few drops of cold sweat slid down her forehead; the situation was very bad.

It's winter now, but... the pressure Xiao Qiyu brings her feels like being in a furnace.

Inward bend...

Xiao Qiyu looked up at An Ruotong. As the game entered the middle stage, An Ruotong, who was playing white, was already at a clear slight disadvantage.

Even so, do you still want to attack me?

Choosing to turn inward at this time is not a wise choice.

With a flick of his blue sleeves, Xiao Qiyu gently picked up a black chess piece.

"elder sister……"

"Sister...why are all the other sisters weaker than me? Why is there a difference in talent among chess players? Why can't others beat me even though they put in so much effort?"

She could never understand why, even though she started learning chess later, no one could beat her.

Because Go is everything to me.

However... there are still many young Go players who take Go as their life's journey and live in Go-playing families.

Those children are also diligently learning chess every day. How are they different from me?

Why is there a difference in strength?

Why do they make Go their whole life? Is it their own choice?

Or were they forced by their families? Did they really enjoy playing Go?

"Little Qiyu... the very act of saying such a thing is a sign of weakness."

A white feather fan slowly opened, and a stunning young woman with long, dark green hair chuckled softly.

"Sister...am I really that weak?"

Xiao Qiyu, a loli with long blue-purple hair, tilted her head in a slightly strange manner.

Xiao Qiyu trusted her cousin very much because... only her cousin wasn't afraid of her.

And because she is stronger than me, much stronger, stronger than anyone else.

But... everyone says I'm very strong. I'm sure I'll become the strongest one day.

"Yes, you are very weak~ That's why... I envy your ignorance."

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"Just because you're slightly better than others, you stop progressing, lost and confused, unable to see the path ahead. In that case, you're worse off than an ordinary player who's complacent with a little achievement… Because you're too weak, so weak that strong players won't even give you a second glance. Therefore… you'll always only be a player slightly better than the average person. Even if you become a professional 9-dan, so what? Right now, you're too weak, too insignificant, Little Qiyu~"

The girl with long, dark green hair covered her mouth with her sleeve, and her dark green eyes slowly widened.

Xiao Qiyu was very happy because... it was the first time someone had commented on her like that, saying that she... wasn't strong enough.

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Hundreds of years ago, during World War II on Earth, there was a game of chess known as the "Nuclear Explosion".

The Hiroshima atomic bombing also left behind a very special "famous game" in the history of Japanese Go.

Of the seven major title matches in the Japanese Go world, the Honinbo Tournament is the only one with a war-like history. The third Honinbo Tournament produced the famous "nuclear explosion game".

In 1941, Japan brazenly provoked the Pacific War, plunging East Asia into the flames of war.

Two years later, when the third Honinbo title match was held, Japan had already suffered a complete defeat in the war. At that time, major news outlets were reducing their coverage of Go, and even the fact that 3-dan player Iwamoto Kaoru had won the right to challenge for the title was little known to Go fans.

In July 1945, the sixth Honinbo title match began. Kensaku Segoe, Hashimoto's mentor, strongly advocated that the match be held in his hometown of Hiroshima. However, since Hiroshima was already a target of Allied air raids at the time, the police firmly opposed the match being held in Hiroshima.

However, despite the police's warnings, Segoe and his two opponents resolutely participated in the 3rd Honinbo Tournament.

Hashimoto Utaro's autobiography, *Fifty Years of Professional Go Play*, details the incident: The first two days of the game were uneventful. On the third day, after the air raid siren was lifted, the two players immediately began their game. Shortly after, an American plane flew overhead, followed by a parachute. A flash of light illuminated the ground, turning the game room blindingly white. Then, dark clouds rolled in, and a fierce wind mixed with rain blasted into the room, shattering all the windows and doors. Segoe sat motionless on his mat, Iwamoto lay prone on the Go board, and Hashimoto was thrown outside. At this time, Hiroshima, 10 kilometers away, was already in ruins. However, the two players initially thought it was just a routine air raid. After quickly tidying up the game room, they continued the game, with Hashimoto winning by 5 points. It wasn't until their return to Tokyo that they learned it was an atomic bomb explosion…

call……

A soft sigh escaped Xiao Qiyu's lips.

The black-haired girl in front of her was sweating profusely with anxiety, but even so, her blood-red eyes were fixed on the chessboard.

An Ruotong was completely unaware that she had been watching her for a long time.

"Hey, what's going on? Why is Xiao Qiyu, a sixth-dan player, staring at An Ruotong, a first-dan player, for so long without making a move? Could it be that he's taken a liking to her?"

The female commentator couldn't help but tease her.

Sister... seeing her, I finally understand what you said to me that day.

A faint smile appeared on Xiao Qiyu's lips, without ferocity or anger, only... relief.

As a professional chess player, focusing on the chessboard is enough; how could I possibly have the time to think about so many philosophical questions about life?

"A Go player treats Go as life itself? I don't know if you've got something wrong, but one day you'll understand."

Go is not a professional player's life.

However, Go accompanies a professional Go player throughout their entire life.

Even if you have nothing, you still have Go to keep you company.

When a professional Go player looks back on the rest of his life, as long as he can say "I have no regrets"... what does it matter if he gave it his all in ten lifetimes?

Unfortunately, most professional Go players would never say "I have no regrets".

Because, of course they will, and definitely will, regret it.

They regretted not having a longer peak period and not being able to claim more titles.

True professional chess players focus only on the chessboard in front of them, regardless of any major upheavals.

All those philosophies of life are utter nonsense.

All they could see was the chessboard; even if they had nothing else, all they could see was the chessboard.

No matter who your opponent is, no matter how good or bad the game is, as long as you're focused on winning, that's enough. Win the game.

Lingering over the chessboard, I forget to leave, my back to the vast blue sky.

Don't focus on shooting stars, seize the day.

Recalling the words of that person from many years ago, she slowly opened her pair of blue-purple eyes.

She raised her slender, jade-like hand, pinched the black chess piece between two fingers, and flipped it a few times.

She always felt, for some reason, that she couldn't win this game of chess.

Even so, so what?

boom!!!!

The black piece crashed onto the board like an explosion, and black lightning surged forth like a raging torrent.