Chapter 131 The feeling of grief over the death of the rabbit

Soon, Zhuang Fei came to Su Yiming's table and cast his eyes towards the chessboard.

"Su Yiming plays white, Wu Xiu plays black. The situation at this moment is..."

Looking at the chessboard, Zhuang Fei quickly judged the situation and his eyes changed slightly.

On the chessboard, the black and white pieces are intertwined. The black pieces have gained some space in the corners, but the white pieces have cut off the chess lines, and the white pieces are almost flat in the middle! "Although I didn't see how we got here, the fact that this board was formed is enough to show that the difference in chess skills between the two sides is huge!"

Zhuang Fei stood where he was and continued to watch a few more moves.

"He played very quickly, and judged the situation very quickly. Every move was very accurate. Although the white piece did not kill the black piece, the black piece could not hold on just by switching pieces!"

"I can see that he is indeed very strong, but... in a situation like this, if the opponent is not strong, I can also play it out, and I can't see anything at all."

Zhuang Fei frowned and suddenly felt a little annoyed.

It is actually very difficult to say about Go. For example, if an amateur 4th dan plays against a professional 9th ​​dan, and an amateur 4th dan plays against a professional 1st dan, there is actually not much difference, because the amateur 4th dan is too weak.

After a few more moves, Wu Xiu, who was sitting opposite Su Yiming, finally lowered his head and chose to resign, saying weakly, "I lost."

"Thanks for your advice."

Su Yiming lowered his head and said to Wu Xiu.

"Thanks for your advice."

Wu Xiu was silent for a moment, and finally spoke.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Fei couldn't help but grit his teeth, withdrew his gaze from the chessboard, and strode out of the game room without looking back.

"It doesn't matter. If he really has that ability, as long as I keep winning, I'll always meet him."

Zhuang Fei's eyes flashed with sharpness and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Fang Haoxin lost to him, which only proves that Fang Haoxin is just so-so, but I will beat him!"

Just as Zhuang Fei walked to the lobby and was about to leave the hotel, a man in his thirties was walking forward in a daze. Without paying attention, his shoulder bumped into Zhuang Fei's.

"sorry."

The man finally came to his senses at this time and quickly apologized to Zhuang Fei.

Zhuang Fei frowned slightly, glanced at the man, and was suddenly a little surprised.

He remembered that this man seemed to be one of the players in the final group. His name was Pu. He had some impression of him because he was the oldest player who entered the finals of this qualifying tournament.

Although the upper age limit for the ranking tournament is thirty, generally speaking, chess players in their twenties and twenties are unlikely to participate in the ranking tournament, and even fewer can make it to the finals.

"You lost?"

Zhuang Fei looked at Pu Weize and asked.

Pu Weize only then noticed that the person he bumped into was Zhuang Fei. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but stopped. Finally, he was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "Well... I lost."

Zhuang Fei shook his head, said nothing more, turned around and left the hotel.

Pu Weize looked at Zhuang Fei's departing back, and finally sighed. He walked to the sofa in the hotel lobby, sat down, and then looked at the ceiling with a confused expression.

"I wanted to win, but my layout was inexplicably at a disadvantage, and I was easily defeated in the middle game. I had no chance of winning at all..."

"Why can't I figure out where I started to fall into a disadvantage?"

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the next day.

Yu Shao came to the game room again early in the morning.

Although half of the people had been dropped into the loser group yesterday, the total number of players in the competition was only fifty, so everyone's game room was still in the same room.

Compared with yesterday, some chess players today obviously have particularly heavy expressions. They had already lost a game yesterday, and if they lose another one, they will be eliminated.

Even yesterday's winner did not look relaxed at the moment, because there were still several days of competition to come, and no one was sure they could continue.

Seeing Yu Shao walk into the game room, Jiang Xiahua couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Yu Shao... won again, and he won against Pu Weize."

He had wanted to go and take a look at Yu Shao's game as soon as his game was over yesterday, but by the time his game was over, Yu Shao's game had already been finished for a long time.

Yu Shao came to the game room, took a look, and found that no one was sitting at table eight, so he sat down at table eight, just like yesterday, waiting for the draw to begin.

As the game time approached, all the players came to the game room one after another. Although fifty people were not a small number, all of them looked worried and the game room was extremely quiet.

Not long after all the players arrived, Ma Zhengyu and another referee finally walked into the game room.

Seeing the two referees come in, the already quiet game room suddenly became even quieter.

"The second round of draws will begin now."

Ma Zhengyu stood in the referee's booth, with two lottery boxes on the table in front of him. He said, "The winners will draw from the right lottery box, and the losers will draw from the left lottery box. The one who draws number 13 will have a bye this round."

Hearing this, everyone's expression changed instantly.

After the first round, 25 people will enter the winners group, and 25 people will enter the losers group. From today's round, two people will face off, and byes will begin to appear.

At this time, it’s all about luck! If you are lucky and get a bye, you can directly advance to the next round, because the number of players in the next round will also be different, so there will definitely be a bye.

Therefore, if someone is really lucky, they can even get three consecutive byes, and no one can say anything about it - after all, luck is also a kind of strength! It might be okay at ordinary times, but this year the pressure is too great, Zhuang Fei, Fang Haoxin, and Su Yiming who suddenly appeared, the pressure is so great that everyone can't breathe.

Therefore, everyone wants to get a bye. If you are unlucky and draw any one of Zhuang Fei, Fang Haoxin, or Su Yiming, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

“Start with table one.”

Ma Zhengyu looked at the two people sitting at the first table and said, "Let's draw lots."

Hearing this, the two people sitting at the first table took a deep breath at the same time, walked to the referee's seat, reached into the lottery box, and grabbed their own lottery papers.

However, none of them opened it immediately, but clenched it tightly in their hands. One of them even closed his eyes, as if praying for something.

Then, the two people at the second table also walked to the referee's seat and each took out a piece of paper.

Then the third table, the fourth table, the fifth table...

In less than ten minutes, everyone had drawn their own lottery number.

Seeing this, Ma Zhengyu couldn't help but frowned and urged: "Look at the signatures, why are you holding them?"

After hearing this, everyone finally let go of their hands, looked at the signed papers in their hands, and immediately showed disappointment on their faces.

When Jiang Xiahua saw the number on his signature paper in his hand, he blinked his eyes first, and then an uncontrollable look of joy immediately appeared on his face!

"Which two people drew number thirteen?"

In the referee's seat, Ma Zhengyu asked, "Raise your hand."

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"I!"

On the winning group side, Jiang Xiahua immediately raised his right hand holding the signature paper.

Then, in the loser group, Bai Jingchuan also raised his hand instantly, with a somewhat happy expression, and replied: "I am number 13 too!"

Ma Zhengyu nodded, quickly took out a pen and wrote down the two people's names, then continued to ask: "Which two drew number one? Sit down at the same table."

Soon, two boys of similar age stood up from their seats. They looked at each other, obviously knowing each other, and then walked towards a table with heavy faces.

Yu Shao glanced at the signature paper in his hand.

He is number two, and he will be the next.

As expected, Ma Zhengyu quickly asked loudly, "Which two people drew number two? Please take a seat at table two."

"This way."

Yu Shao agreed, then immediately stood up from his chair and walked towards table two. On the other side, Zhuang Fei, who was originally sitting at table ten, also stood up and walked towards table two.

"Why is Yu Shao's opponent this round Zhuang Fei?!"

Seeing that Yu Shao's opponent in this round was Zhuang Fei, Jiang Xiahua couldn't help but worry about Yu Shao.

Seeing that Zhuang Fei and Yu Shao drew the second table, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They all looked at Yu Shao at the same time and sighed silently for him in their hearts.

They don't have any intention of gloating, what they have is... just a feeling of grief for the loss of others.

This round it's this guy called Yu Shao, but next round, it might be their turn...

"well……"

Some people couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere and sighed deeply.

Only Su Yiming looked at the number nine paper in his hand with a slightly disappointed look.

"But it's okay, it will be over soon."

"As the number of people in the winner's group decreases, there will be a battle between us... eventually."

Su Yiming felt uneasy when he thought about this.

The last city high school Go league was held around this time last year, which is almost exactly one year ago.

In that game of chess, he suffered his first defeat in more than a hundred years.

At that time, although he did not think that he could still win after more than 150 years, after all, Go had developed a lot in the past 100 years.

But he never thought that he would actually lose a game in a city high school Go league. He obviously only participated in the modern Go competition because he was interested in it, and it was purely for fun.

However, even if he had the chance again, he would still participate in that high school Go league, even more so.

"What will happen to our upcoming game of chess..."

Su Yiming looked at Yu Shao with a serious expression, and subconsciously clenched the paper in his hand: "Who will win?"

Soon, Zhuang Fei and Yu Shao came to the second table, pulled out their chairs, and sat down.

"Zhuang Fei?"

Yu Shao was a little surprised to see that his opponent in this round was Zhuang Fei, and nodded slightly at Zhuang Fei.

Zhuang Fei glanced at Yu Shao and did not return the greeting. He just stared at the chessboard in silence, as if he was worried about something.

Seeing this scene, Yu Shao smiled for a moment, but he didn't take it too seriously.

After all, in Yu Shao's opinion, Zhuang Fei is still young after all, and he became famous at a young age, so it is normal for him to be a little arrogant. He was also very arrogant when he was promoted to the professional level at the age of twelve.

Soon after, all the contestants arrived at the positions corresponding to their draw numbers and sat opposite each other.

“It’s game time!”

After a moment, Ma Zhengyu looked at his watch and said in a deep voice, "Each side has three hours to play, with one minute left. Black has a handicap of seven and a half points. We can start guessing the first move now!"

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