Chapter 465: If you play chess and get blood splashed to 3 feet, you are also considered a talent!

Wu Jie’s story stunned a crowd of people. It’s such a story that seems to have been heard from him more than once, right?
The reporters at the scene did not entangle the true or false story of him and Ji Xiuwen, but one question was still asked, that is, how much confidence do they have in Ji Xiuwen's victory?
Of course Wu Jie is very confident. He smiled and said, "In the afternoon, I called him and asked how sure he was. Guess how he told me?"
The reporter at the scene was speechless and cursed inwardly: We are not here again, who are you asking?
"His original words were'I only know that I have never lost when I was a black man'!"
Of course, Wu Jie didn't intend to let these reporters answer, and continued to use his ability to make stories, and first helped Ji Xiuwen blow out the cowhide.
This is mainly because Ji Xiuwen's people are not suitable for bragging, so they will have to do it for them if they have any cows in the future.
Such a big talk naturally caused an uproar to the reporters at the scene, including the Chinese reporters with a look of surprise?
At this time, some Chinese reporters also remembered one thing. They remembered that Ji Xiuwen lost to Nie Weiping in the game of chess. ?
Ah this!
Could it be that?
He really?
Everyone can't help but think about it, but naturally they can't ask their doubts at this stall, otherwise it's not because the colleagues who have a good little life have a topic.
Japanese reporters don't know anything about the Chinese Go world. At best, they know that Ji Xiuwen lost to Nie Weiping, but this is not a normal thing, and they didn't think about it at the moment.
But when some Japanese reporters turned to interview Ji Xiuwen, who was about to play the game, they asked whether the matter was true or false?
In this competition, both chess players will accept media interviews before playing, and Ji Xiuwen is no exception.
As soon as the Japanese reporter's question was raised, he himself didn't respond much, but Nie Weiping next to him changed his face!
"Have you never lost with black chess? Didn't you just say that the game was for me?"
Nie Weiping yelled "unreasonably" in his heart, and the impression that he had just changed before now became negative again.
Ji Xiuwen didn’t know that the master he had just adopted wanted to slap him hard. He heard that he gave a soft
um
first, and then said seriously:
Hei Zi is deep and Bai Zi is dazzling. The latter star remains the same forever."
He is not modest, but after the translation was relayed, he didn't know if it was still in line with the original intention.
The Japanese reporters were naturally dumbfounded again, but they didn't know what this meant. Are you answering this?
"Um, have you really lost in the black game?" A Japanese reporter could only ask again, this time it was a very direct one.
"Holding black can win the game, while holding white can win nine and a half eyes!" Ji Xiuwen's answer this time is also very direct, but it seems to be too direct. Isn't it more of a prophecy?
The Japanese reporter heard the words and was stunned again. You haven't played yet, how do you know how you won and how much you won?
"This...Do you think Yamashiro Hiroshi is vulnerable?" A Japanese reporter could only ask like this, his expression already very dissatisfied.
"Shancheng Hong didn't make a lot of mistakes, and so is the master!" Ji Xiuwen looked young and ignorant, and stopped accepting questions after speaking.
But these words shocked Nie Weiping. He really didn't expect his little apprentice to be so arrogant. These words almost said, "Such mediocre talent, but I sold it to Seoul."
Of course Yamashiro Hiroshi didn't know that he was completely ignored. In fact, he also ignored Ji Xiuwen. It should be said that Yamashiro Hiroshi never regarded Ji Xiuwen as an opponent.
At this time, his mind was full of the grand battle with Nie Weiping tomorrow, and it was not until Ji Xiuwen sat in front of him that he realized that today's opponent was this child.
"Mr. Ji, do you want to be black or white?"
Yamashiro Hiroshi showed a senior-style smile at this time, raising his hand to indicate that Ji Xiuwen could choose black and white first.
This is actually a kind of defiant performance. The regular game of Go is all about guessing, that is, one side grabs a hand and the other side guesses odd and double. If the guess is right, the first choice is made, otherwise the opponent will choose first.
If it is a game outside the game, it can be a guessing player, or the high-end players can let the low-end players choose first, or the elders can let the younger generation choose first.
But now it is not only a regular game, but also related to the honor of the two countries' Go. Naturally, he will not give in at will, so Yamashiro Hiroshi obviously despised Ji Xiuwen.
"Mister is tired of fighting for a long time, so the younger generation can be white!"
Ji Xiuwen said that he had already mentioned a white child, meaning that you are crazy and I am even more crazy. Master, I can't look down on you at all, so let's go first!
Yamashiro Hiroshi was furious when he saw this. How could he think that a kid would dare to despise himself so much?
But Ji Xiuwen mentioned Baizi. No matter how modest he was, he would lose his attitude. No matter how sulky he was, he could only lift up a sunspot, and then placed it again in the upper right corner.
At this time, Ji Xiuwen stretched out a white arm, pinched a Baizi into the air, only to hear a crisp sound, of course, it did not fall to the center of the chessboard, he was not so defiant, this move was played. Upper left corner.
The two went crazy, but there was nothing to say about the first few moves, they were all laid out in a regular pattern.
But then you can see that both Shancheng Hong and Ji Xiuwen are very active.
The flames of war ignited so soon, it was beyond the expectations of the spectators, because Yamashiro Hiroshi was not in this style, and he did not expect that Ji Xiuwen, a 15-year-old child, would actually dare to start the game with his predecessors and start the game.
But after watching for a while, the Chinese riders nodded frequently, while the Japanese chess players felt that it was very unreal, because the opening situation seemed to be slightly favorable for Ji Xiuwen.
Shancheng Hong felt even more irritated. Although he is not a powerful style of chess, if he dare not attack a 15-year-old child, how can he have the face to challenge Nie Weiping?
He was planning to be more proactive here, but Ji Xiuwen kept restraint after a simple trial and began to manage the layout on the left.
Yamashiro Hiroshi actually breathed a sigh of relief, because he didn't take advantage of the hand-to-hand combat just now, which is tantamount to a disadvantage for the black side.
However, stability did not last long. After Ji Xiuwen's white chess set first, he soon spread the flames of war to the upper right, which was to kill again.
Shancheng Hong's expression had already become solemn, because Ji Xiuwen seemed to have no thoughts, and every hand fell on his way of gaining momentum, which made him lose the position in the layout.
But the most irritating thing is that every time Ji Xiuwen makes a move, the time is not more than 30 seconds, as if someone placed a timer in front of him.
Yamashiro Hiroshi's layout on the right has been unsuccessful. At this time, he didn't plan to fight Ji Xiuwen here, and started to fight in the lower right corner to open up a new battlefield.
But after White strengthened himself on the 28th move, he immediately swung the 30th move to the upper right, actually stealing the last corner.
Xia Shancheng Hiroshi couldn't hold it any longer, how could he be ridden on his head by a child, and immediately started the first large-scale battle with Bai Qi on the upper right side.
Ji Xiuwen still looked calm, but he played unreasonable moves in the 36th and 38th moves. These two moves directly stunned Yamashiro.
"Unreasonable hand" in Go generally refers to tricks that do not follow the rules, rules, and logic. It is a bit of the meaning of blind punching the master in martial arts. To put it bluntly, it means not playing cards according to the routine.
Ji Xiuwen didn't think he was playing an "irrational hand", he was just the start of AI. Who made him play too much with ai, so he naturally learned some ai methods.
After the advent of AI training in the 21st century, there are actually more and more AI playing methods, and many chess players will have waves in the game.
But now in the 1980s, ai has not been applied to Go.
In the Go tournament of this era, few people have resorted to such tricks that do not follow their routines. These two moves by Ji Xiuwen are naturally regarded as humiliating "irrational hands".
"Unreasonable, how dare he be so defiant?"
"It's messing up, he's messing up, it's too silly!"
"Stupid! This is self-defeating!"
"..."
At this moment, the Japanese chess players and Japanese chess fans on the sidelines were all angry, thinking that Ji Xiuwen's move was not only arrogant and rude, but also very stupid!
Yamashiro Hiroshi was also furious when facing Ji Xiuwen's strange tricks. There is no ai in this era, and few people will follow this kind of wrong way that is not right.
Ji Xiuwen played like this at a young age, and it would be deceitful in anyone's eyes, very impolite.
Nie Weiping couldn't help but his eyelids twitched. Of course, he knew that few first-class chess players would play unreasonable moves in the game, because the masters would often severely "punish" such random tricks.
If today is the "Six Super League" playing against Yamashiro Hiroshi, then Yamashiro Hiroshi may not feel that the other party is deliberately humiliating himself.
But Ji Xiuwen is just a 15-year-old kid, so he even thinks it's too rude.
However, after thinking about it carefully after scolding, both Yamashiro Hiroshi and the Japanese chess players under the stage looked hard, because this strange trick actually made them unable to think of a way to deal with it for a while, let alone punish each other.
Yamashiro Hiroshi’s thought was half an hour, because the white chess move combined with the previous layout, the more you look at it, the more subtle it actually becomes. Isn't this just a master? It's a ghost!
During this period, he had simulated all kinds of coping methods that he could think of in his mind, but there seemed to be no other way besides abandoning the child?
But after thinking for a long time, Yamashiro Hiroshi still couldn't bear to abandon his son, and the chess had to move to the middle, intending to move the battlefield to the middle. The chunk on the right quickly became a robbery.
Of course, Ji Xiuwen would not let him do as he wished. At this time, the big piece on the right was about to become a robbery. He was no longer polite. After robbery broke through the upper right black corner of Shancheng Hong in one fell swoop, he quickly rushed towards the upper left corner. This is the beginning. Force Sunspot to work.
Yamashiro's chess pattern was already full of loopholes at this time. In layman's terms, the formation had been torn apart, and the big appearance could no longer be done.
But there is no way to deal with it, and the initiative at this time has fallen into the hands of Ji Xiuwen.
Ji Xiuwen pressed harder step by step, and successfully made a robbery in the upper left corner, completely forcing the other party to put all their energy on the robbery.
Yamashiro Hiroshi knew the other party's plan, but had to jump in and fight to the death.
At this time, the Japanese chess players on the stage all have Sima-like expressions, because they have seen Yamashiro's situation, even if he wins, he is probably powerless, because the whole situation cannot be recovered by winning a corner. .
Yamashiro Hiroshi didn't even know it, but if he couldn't make it through, he wouldn't even have any hope of a comeback.
Ji Xiuwen didn't care about the corner of the upper left corner. Taking advantage of the other side's lack of time, he entered the middle and hinterland first. At this time, White had already swept the Central Plains.
Yamashiro Hiroshi walked more than a dozen hands in a row before he exhausted the white chess in the upper left corner, but while the black chess was entangled in the corner, the white chess had already brought a lot of power to the Central Plains, and then he turned upwards like a heavy snow Overwhelmingly pressed against him.
This mountain city Hong sat on the spot like a clay sculpture. He couldn't find a way to live chess. In the end, he could only rush into the bottom like a mourning dog, trying to infiltrate from the bottom to the top. This was about to start guerrilla warfare.
Ji Xiuwen is not the master of micromanagement. Not only does he get more and more courageous, he is also at ease at critical moments. He does not give the opponent a chance to survive in the Jedi. Instead, he uses the other's anxious mentality to continue to expand his advantage.
After Shancheng Hongqiang held up to 100 hands, he found that more than just the general situation was gone. At this time, it was already in a dilemma. The big dragon that managed to run below had fallen into the pocket arranged by others before it was born. Now it is dead, no Out or die.
He understood that the gap between the two sides on the ground was so big that he immediately surrendered, and White could also post a few shots backwards. Anyone who played the black chess to this point would only provoke a joke.
But just when Yamashiro Hong wanted to stretch out his hand to put, he looked up and saw that immature face that seemed not to eat the fireworks in the world. At the moment, he felt anxious, and then he was infinitely embarrassed. Under his excitement, he almost sprayed a mouthful of blood. He came out, and finally retracted his hand to continue playing chess.
Ji Xiuwen wasn't angry either. After taking the opponent's dragon in the 120th move, he raised his head and smiled at the opponent. At this time, Shancheng Hong is really embarrassed if he goes on. Should he give up?
Yamashiro Hiroshi really wanted to admit defeat, but when he saw Ji Xiuwen's expression, he thought that this was a 15-year-old child, and at this time, all Japan was watching him lose to such a child...
When Yamashiro thought of this, he couldn't help the resentment in his heart anymore, and the nosebleed "swish" out of his heart.
This scene naturally stunned everyone at the scene. No matter the chess players of the two countries or the audience of the two countries, no one would have thought that a chess game could still be splashed on the spot?
Yamashiro Hiroshi was even more embarrassed at this time. He didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, or he was desperate for the powerless chess game. Anyway, he blushed after the blood spurt, and at this time he could only put in and concede defeat.
"This... didn't he say that he won with black mid-game and white with nine eyes and a half?"
"One hundred and twenty quick wins? Is he really only 15 years old?"
"Mr. Yamashiro...how could the blood be splashed on the spot? This must be an accident!"
"Mr. Shancheng is careless, he must be careless!"
"I think Shancheng Sang should be too tired. He has always been in poor health. After all, he has won three consecutive victories before."
"..."
The Japanese media and chess fans quickly helped Yamashiro find a reason for losing his chess and rushing blood, but the Japanese chess players on the field would not be so naive. They saw the game from the beginning to the end.
Recall carefully at this moment, Ji Xiuwen did not win the game of "irrational hands", but took the lead from the beginning. Yamashiro Hiroshi has to deal with it most of the time, and that "irrational hand" is more like a new move. A coup to hit the black key under the set pattern!
As for the audiences of the two countries, the deepest impression in my mind at this time was the scene where Shancheng Hong's blood was splashed on the spot. Of course, the feelings of both sides must be twofold.