I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 272 - 202 Your Emperor is Back!_2

Chapter 272: Chapter 202 Your Emperor is Back!_2

Team tactical analysis is a common occurrence in the Go World.

Everyone studying together might not have a significant impact, but at least three mediocre players together could somewhat match Zhuge Liang.

Under such tactics,

they were able to counter effectively, becoming familiar with the opponent’s style of play, grasping their weaknesses, and strengths.

This allowed for targeted gameplay.

...

As for the news of the Go Emperor coming online again, and Ke Bao, 9th rank, challenging him again, it immediately caused a sensation in the Chess Institute.

Many professional players, busy reviewing their games, eagerly set down their boards and hurried into the hall where the match was being broadcasted live, to watch what could be described as a top-tier fight within the Go World.

Inside the Chess Institute, an unusual atmosphere quietly spread, like the calm before a storm, yet filled with a current of uncontrollable excitement.

The news spread rapidly like a spring breeze; the message of Ke Bao, 9th rank, challenging the enigmatic "Online Go Emperor" again instantly ignited everyone’s enthusiasm.

In the hall, crowds gathered, bustling with excitement.

The enormous display screen acted like a magnet, attracting every soul who longed to witness this battle of the century.

Players either stood or sat, focused, their eyes sparkling with endless love and anticipation for Go. Some clasped their hands tightly, unconsciously moving along with the imagined game progressions; others discussed softly, sharing opinions about each side’s style of play, the air thick with tension and excitement.

Whenever a new move was made, murmurs, applause, surprise, or sighs of regret burst from the crowd, their emotions ebbing and flowing with the game, as if they were amid a vast, tumultuous ocean.

Meanwhile, in a quiet room deep within the Chess Institute, the atmosphere was starkly different.

This room gathered the elite of the institute, Ninth Rank masters specifically invited to form a temporary advisory group.

The room was softly lit; beside each wooden Go board sat a pensive player, their expressions solemn, yet their eyes burned with a fiery will to fight.

These Go masters, usually competing against each other, now sat shoulder to shoulder facing the upcoming challenge.

They sometimes bowed their heads in deep thought, sometimes looked up to exchange views, every simulated move deeply considered as if engaged in a silent battle, with every piece placed carrying the weight of their desire for victory and respect for the art of Go.

The air was filled with a serious and almost sacred aura, everyone aware that this was not just for the honor of Ke Bao, Ninth Rank, but also for the legacy and exploration of the ancient art of Go.

...

At the entrance to the Chess Institute.

Xiao Shen, coming to participate in the world championship hosted in Hua Country, felt bewildered by the deserted entrance.

Although he was Korea’s top Go player and the world’s second, having won six world championships, he considered Ke Bao, the world’s top player and his rival as a good acquaintance.

He had been invited by Ke Bao, 9th rank, to come to the Hua Country Chess Institute a few days early to play a few rounds and stay sharp for the upcoming Go world championship in Hua Country.

But...

Hmm?

Where were the welcoming people?

Did everyone forget he was coming today?

Xiao Shen felt puzzled and dialed Ke Bao, 9th rank’s phone, but no one answered.

He also tried calling Li Xuan, the 9th rank, and Shi Liang, Ninth Rank, whom he knew well, but again no response.

This left him quite baffled.

Seriously, where was everyone from the Hua Country Chess Institute?

After a long silence.

Xiao Shen, using the identity information he had recorded from previous visits, passed through the door security and strolled somewhat adeptly through the vast Chess Institute.

He saw hardly anyone along the way.

Even those few he did see were running hurriedly toward some place.

Xiao Shen didn’t ask much but curiously followed the crowd toward the hall.

It wasn’t until he saw a familiar figure on the road that he called out in Korean, "Shen Lang Ninth Rank! Shen Lang Ninth Rank!"

Hearing this,

Shen Lang, Ninth Rank, who had once studied in the Korea Chess Institute, stopped, turned around, and saw Shen Zhenxu carrying a backpack.

"Ah? When did you arrive?"

Shen Lang, Ninth Rank, asked fluently in Korean.

Shen Zhenxu, after all, was Korea’s top Go player and the world’s second-best.

According to the ranking, he was not far behind the world’s top player, Ke Bao, 9th rank, certainly one of the world’s elite players.

Thus, Shen Lang, Ninth Rank, was quite familiar with him.

"I just arrived."

"What’s going on here..."

Xiao Shen was curious.

It was obviously because of this event that no one was at the entrance to greet him, and he had no idea why everyone was rushing around.

He saw everyone clutching their Go boards.

Perhaps they were going to watch a Go match?

But what kind of match could excite so many people?

When the initial Go AI first appeared and played against the then world number one, Old Li, with the fanfare of a human-machine showdown, it seemed the enthusiasm was no more than this.

"Come on, come on."

"Let’s go watch Ke Bao, 9th rank, getting schooled."

Shen Lang Ninth Rank said with a laugh, pulling Shen Zhenxu by the arm and hurrying toward the hall.

He had insisted on finishing the board he was analyzing because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is why he was only heading over now.

If they didn’t hurry, the first game might end in the middle, and they would miss the live broadcast.

Hearing this,

Xiao Shen was a bit dazed, not quite catching the implication in Shen Lang, Ninth Rank’s words.