Chapter 108 The next time we meet, we will probably be rivals

Seoul.

A young man with black hair and black eyes seemed to have lost all his strength. He slumped in the computer chair, staring at the computer screen in a daze.

"how so?"

He looked at the chess game on the computer screen with a blank face, feeling confused.

If it was just because the power gap between the two sides was too big in the middle game, and he was eventually defeated and resigned by the opponent's fierce offensive in the middle game battle, then it can only be said that he was not as skilled as his opponent, and he would admit it sincerely.

However, this was not the case! After seeing his opponent's terrifying 100% winning rate in this game, he was ready to go all out and was prepared to lose.

Therefore, he played very seriously at the beginning. He thought that his play in the layout stage was impeccable, every step was in line with the principles of chess, and he did not hesitate at all.

Because of this, he even thought that he had the upper hand in the layout stage.

But as the game went on, he was surprised to find that his black pieces were inexplicably caught in a dilemma and were at a disadvantage.

Even now, when he examined the board and recalled every move he made during the layout phase, he still had no idea where he had made a mistake! After entering the middle game, the sharp attack of the white pieces was even more breathtaking. The oppressive attack was like a violent storm, and his chess pattern was almost shattered! All he could feel was a sense of powerlessness.

He was already at a disadvantage in the first place, and the power disparity in the middle game was so huge. In the end, seeing that the situation was hopeless and he was powerless to turn the tide, he had no choice but to resign and end the game.

The two... are not on the same level at all.

As a Go trainee, he could more intuitively feel the gap between his Go skills and his opponent's. This gap... was too big.

"Shdiide, a professional chess player?"

He stared at the computer screen for a long time, still wondering where his layout was not good enough.

After a long time, he suddenly realized something, and quickly slid the mouse to ask shdiide to add him as a friend.

But the opponent's avatar has turned gray, obviously he is offline.

He was a little disappointed, but he still clicked the left button of his mouse and followed shdiide, so that he would receive a reminder the next time shdiide came online, and he could also watch shdiide's chess game.

"Anyway, I really can't think of where I played wrong. When the teacher comes tomorrow, I'll show him the chess record and ask him to give me some advice."

He thought about it, stood up and left his room.

Although he was almost crushed by his opponent in this game, he was not too shocked. After all, playing chess online is full of all kinds of people.

The level of the opponent must be a professional chess player, and not an ordinary professional chess player.

He walked out of the room, and when he passed the seminar room, he was slightly stunned and stopped suddenly.

At this moment, there was only a boy of about fourteen years old in the seminar room. He had a slightly parted hair and was playing chess by himself with a focused expression on his face, with a chessboard in front of him.

"Fang Haoxin."

He was a little surprised and asked, "Are you still typing?"

"Um."

The young man named Fang Haoxin withdrew his gaze from the chessboard, nodded, and said, "In the Tianyuan match, Zhuang Weisheng, 10th dan, played against Kong Zi in the second game of Tianyuan."

"That game was really exciting. Both sides played brilliantly. I felt my blood boiling watching it. Zhuang Weisheng, the 10th dan, is still as skilled as ever!"

The young man was somewhat emotional, and after thinking for a while, he walked into the seminar room, sat down next to Fang Haoxin, and asked, "Speaking of which, you have decided to return to China, right?"

"right."

Fang Haoxin nodded and said, "I will go back in a month and participate in the qualifying tournament next year."

"How long have you been here? I think it's been almost five years. If you hadn't suddenly said you wanted to return to your country to get promoted, I would have almost forgotten your nationality."

The boy asked, "Why do you have to go back? Although there are fewer places for professional chess players here every year, with your ability, you can easily get promoted even here, right?"

"Although your overall Go level is still at the top of the world, it is far lower than before. In international competitions, only Zhuang Weisheng, 10th dan, can carry the team."

"If you want to improve your level, it would be better to stay."

Fang Haoxin was silent for a moment, then he slowly said: "That's why I have to go back."

"Huh?"

The young man was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Fang Haoxin took out the chess piece from the chess box, put it down gently, and then said, "Otherwise, after Zhuang Weisheng fell down, there would be no one behind him, right?"

"Ayisi! What you said makes me want to hit someone."

The young man couldn't help but puff out his beard and glare.

But in the end, the boy sighed again and said, "But it is true, with your talent..."

The boy didn't continue speaking, but shook his head with a somewhat lonely expression.

"But it's normal. After all, your great-great-grandfather is Fang Xin, the only chess player who beat Shen Yi in that era. You were born with the chess gene."

The young man patted his chest and abdomen, comforting himself, and said, "I'm different. My great-grandfather was a pickle seller. Now I have the potential to become a professional chess player, which is already amazing!"

“My great-great-grandfather didn’t win.”

Fang Haoxin corrected him, "It was not a fair game. My great-grandfather finally admitted defeat. Also, my father, my grandfather, and my great-grandfather were not chess players."

"Are you still not happy that your great-grandfather beat Shen Yi?"

The boy was somewhat speechless and asked, "I don't understand what you are thinking."

"My great-grandfather left us a family motto, saying that no matter what other people say about him, his descendants must never say that he beat Shen Yi." Fang Haoxin said.

"All right."

The young man shook his head and said with emotion: "But it's really sad to say it."

"In Shen Yi's era, your side was truly the most powerful in the world. Not only did you have Shen Yi, but you also had chess players like your great-grandfather."

"At that time, the Go worlds of all countries were suppressed and could not raise their heads. It was as if all the Go geniuses were born in your country at that time. If you wanted to play Go, you had to travel across the ocean to play in your country."

"Shen Yi's death is like a whale falling, and everything comes to life."

"An era has ended, and now is the beginning of a brand new era!"

The young man was filled with emotion. When he talked about the era more than a hundred years ago, he was still fascinated by it. That era left behind too many stories and legends that are still remembered and cherished by people.

Although Go has developed a lot in the past 100 years, the game records left by the players at that time still make people feel deeply shocked.

Looking at those chess records, it was as if time had spanned over a hundred years. In a trance, they could still hear the chess players of that time talking to them and their voices.

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Go, also known as hand talk.

The moment the chess piece falls, thousands of words are said and everything is implied.

Fang Haoxin remained silent. Although his great-grandfather was Fang Xin, his great-great-grandfather had died when he was born, so he naturally had never seen his great-grandfather Fang Xin.

Therefore, Fang Haoxin felt that the era that dominated the chess world was extremely unfamiliar and distant, and he was also extremely fascinated by it.

Suddenly, the boy seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "By the way, there is a rumor circulating on the Internet recently, do you know about it?"

"What rumors?" Fang Haoxin asked.

"It's Shen Yi's defeat. It's said on the Internet that Shen Yi actually lost a game. No one knows this better than you, right?"

The young man looked curious and asked, "Fang Xin is your great-great-grandfather. No one has a better say on this topic than you."

"Fake."

Fang Haoxin shook his head and said firmly: "From the time Shen Yi was 23 years old until he died of illness, he never lost a game of chess."

"Although I do think it's fake, after hearing you say it, it still feels more convincing."

The boy smiled, and suddenly thought of something, and asked curiously: "By the way, I want to ask you one more thing."

"You say." Fang Haoxin said.

"What was your great-grandfather's reaction when he learned of Shen Yi's death? After all, after Shen Yi's death, your great-grandfather became the number one in the chess world." asked the young man.

Fang Haoxin was silent for a moment, then he said, "I heard from my grandfather that after learning of Shen Yi's death, my great-grandfather just sighed and said nothing."

"That's it?"

The boy was a little disappointed and said, "I thought you would say something."

"Nothing."

Fang Haoxin shook his head and said, "It's just that I heard from my grandfather that when he was a child, he would occasionally see my great-grandfather sitting alone in the room, looking at the chessboard, with the chess boxes placed on both sides."

"The chess boxes are placed on both sides?" the boy asked, not quite understanding.

"There is a chess box placed next to your right hand, and another chess box placed on the left side opposite the chessboard. Both chess boxes are open, just like... there is someone opposite you."

Fang Haoxin explained: "My grandfather was very young at the time and was so scared that he cried when he saw this scene in the middle of the night, so my grandfather had a deep impression of it."

The young man was stunned when he heard this.

This should have been a very scary story, but he didn't find it scary at all. He even felt inexplicably complicated and lost.

"well……"

The boy shook his head and finally sighed. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

"It's all in the past."

Fang Haoxin said: "If you can become a professional chess player, we will be rivals next time we meet."

"Thank you for your good words."

The young man said dejectedly, "I'm not like you. I can get promoted to the dan level just by saying so. I need to be very lucky. Anyway, I hope I can get promoted to the dan level before I turn 18. Alas, I am worthy of having Fang Xin's blood flowing in my veins."

"I just said it, my father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather, they are not chess players."

Fang Haoxin retorted: "According to what you said, they should be good at chess, but the fact is that they are not very good at chess."

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter."

The boy shook his head, not wanting to continue arguing about this topic, and said, "It's a good thing that you go back, otherwise it would be even more stressful if you were still here."

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