Go: Master inherits the art of excellence, and mankind is invincible

“With the plate I ordered, he was putting water!?”

Chu Huan was shaken.

If we talk about the chess game with him a few days ago, Zhou Yifei’s layout used various ingenious means to gain an advantage.

This one, then, is completely different.

He is not deliberately pursuing advantages, but calmly unfolding the layout, lining up the troops, and ensuring that he will definitely not lose.

And the opponent’s response, any small mistake, will be infinitely magnified.

In one word, it’s like a snowball.

“Yes, snowball!” Chu Huan took a deep breath, peeled away the situation, and gradually realized, “From the fifth hand point three three, the lord of Changhe chooses to use Xiaofei to guard the horn to start…”

Xing Xiaofei faced point three three, in his opinion, it was not a big problem.

The worst result is only a “robbery” after dozens of hands.

However, the deterioration of the situation began at that step.

At first, it was just a small snowflake, and as the game progressed, unconsciously, in fluctuations that humans could not feel….

That small snowflake has turned into a big snowball, and even falls from the top of the snowy mountain at any time, triggering a big avalanche that engulfs everything.

And all this only requires Zhou Yifei’s fingers to push lightly.

A sense of despair… Shrouded in Chu Huan’s heart.

This is a feeling that most people around me can’t experience.

And the higher the chess power, the clearer the feeling!

The stronger the computing power, the more pessimistic you are about white chess at the moment!

“The Lord of the Long River… He can’t win. ”

Chu Huan held the hand of the folding fan, clenched it tightly, and showed hope in despair, “Why, why is the opponent not me?” If it were me, I could still go down, I wouldn’t lose! Why…… I don’t have a body that can hold it! ”

At this moment, Chu Huan was very uncomfortable.

The game continues.

The layout of the first half of the plate has been completed, and Zhou Yifei looks at the recommended landing point of the superb art.

Black chess, three of seven, big flying defense corner, win rate 96.70%, calculation amount 230,154.

Black chess, seventeen out of ten, split side, win rate 95.98%, calculation amount 255,543.

Black Chess, 19 bis, Golden Rooster Independent, 99.20% win rate, calculation amount 289,873.

He didn’t even know how to lose.

The winning rate of white chess is 0.8%!

“The opponent is too weak to even hold out in the middle set. The strength of the unique art lies in the middle plate, crushing the overall situation of mankind, that is the abyss of despair… Pity. ”

Zhou Yifei felt bored, took out a black chess piece, and landed it on nineteen two.

See this step.

“Golden Rooster Independence…!”

Beyond the red line, Teacher Yin of the experimental middle school closed his eyes with a sigh.

“It’s over. The upper left half of the white chess is dead, and the chain reaction triggered by this, his external thickness is about to become a burden, and he will be hit from both sides! Black chess wants to… Slay the dragon! ”

Hearing his whispered words, Yu Liang, who was immersed in the chess game, turned his head in a trance.

“Teacher Yin? He…… Who is the one who is holding the black? ”

“I don’t know.”

“I… Brought into the perspective of entering white chess,” Yu Liang muttered in disbelief: “My eyes are dark, I can’t see any hope, ironically, if I can repent of the chess, I don’t know where to reverse.” ”

He looked confused, looked stupid.

It turns out that this is how Go is played?

There’s no fancy, you don’t even know when you’re dead.

Maybe at the moment when he faced that step and chose Xiaofei to guard the corner, he was already dead.

Yu Liang stared deeply at Zhou Yifei, “I saw the shadow of the chess god in him, six years ago, I was once in another person, and I had a similar feeling, but…”

But compared to time, Zhou Yifei is completely different.

Six years ago, there were old patterns from time to time, supported by fearsome and powerful chess power.

And Zhou Yifei’s chess, unlike anyone he has seen, is powerful in different dimensions, and he even doubts that whether his father, world champion Yu Xiaoyang, can win the other party is a question mark.

Keeping this chess game firmly in mind, Yu Liang nodded slightly to Teacher Yin and chose to turn and leave.

And the surrounding chess watchers are still discussing.

“Oh, this step of the golden rooster independence, wonderful, this kid in white chess is in danger!”

“Left and right, the horn land is dead, at this time Bai Qi should escape the big dragon outside and jump in the middle!”

“Is Black Chess going to win?”

“I don’t see it necessarily, there are still down! This is the layout, the board is still very empty. ”

Maybe no one cares, and they are discussing a little louder than before.

The Changhe Lord also heard it, and cold sweat flowed.

“What’s going on? Why did I suddenly feel very wrong…”

He held Baizi, looked at his horn ground, gritted his teeth, regardless of three seven twenty-one, and first “stabbed” a hand from the right side of the black chess.

Attack is the best defense! Escape the Great Dragon? I won’t run away, I’m not dead, I can still get down!

And seeing this step, Teacher Yin couldn’t help shaking his head and silently turned away.

Chu Huan’s expression became more and more complicated, he knew that after this step, the immortals could not be saved.

With extremely envious eyes, he looked at the Changhe Lord General, and finally sighed and turned to time.

“Are you all gone?”

Zhou Yifei realized that several spectators with high chess power had left, and glanced at the real-time winning rate.

Black chess, 99.90%.

After a little thought, he ignored the white chess stab, and instead landed the chess piece in the escape direction of the white chess dragon on the upper left.

Seventeen of fourteen, town!

Duh.

One step at a time.

It seems that in the dangerous land of mountains and rivers, at the point of strategy, a general dressed in black armor, a husband and a man, holding a battle blade, standing on the top of the peak clouds, his sword pointing at the big white dragon circling the sky.

“Still down?”