Hiroshi Chihara was assigned to Group D.

He clenched his fists, let go, took a deep breath, and then vented.

This competition adopts the rules of single-elimination system.

In other words, as long as you lose one game, you will be eliminated and lose your qualification.

Tables and chairs have been arranged indoors.

A middle-aged man stood in front and began to introduce the schedule:

"There will be four games in the group stage. We will compete for the top spot in the group today and tomorrow to participate in the semi-finals next week."

"Next, I call the name and draw lots."

There are a total of sixteen contestants in this chess room, most of whom are male, but there are old and young.

When he was called, Chihara Hiroshi stepped forward and pulled out a note from the wooden box.

Six seats.

He handed over the note and sat in the sign.

The draw was quick and it was completed in five minutes.

Sitting in front of him was an old man who looked over fifties.

The middle-aged man confirmed again that everyone was sitting in the right position, so he announced the rules:

"This competition uses guessing to determine the order, and Kuroko sticks six and a half eyes, each side takes one hour, and every step is one minute after one hour.

Now, the game begins!”

"Please give me some advice!"

Hiroshi Chihara lowered his head, leaned forward slightly, and carried out meticulously

Go etiquette.

The old man in front of him looked much more relaxed, and his face was also happy: "Brother, so are you."

The two of them placed the chess pieces in their hands on the chessboard at the same time.

Guess first, black two and white nine.

Hiroshi Chihara was not right.

So exchanged for chess boxes.

He held the white sect before walking.

The opponent's start is a common three-star star, which is considered to be a fair and average.

But Hiroshi Chihara's third move, that is, the sixth move on the entire chessboard, suddenly flew into the opponent's territory.

The old man was stunned.

It was the first time he had lived at such an old age that he had seen the attack at the sixth step of the game.

"Brother, you have a strong desire to attack!"

This kind of path that has never been seen before is mostly beginners, and is still in the stage of just fighting and eating more.

Even the first sentence of the Chess Classic, "first layout and then invade, first defend the ground and then attack and fight."

In his heart, he had already classified Hiroshi Chihara into the category of "just learning to play chess".

Hiroshi Chihara pressed the button on the timer, but just smiled and didn't respond.

The old man thought for a while, but did not post it, but chose to hang the corner to consolidate his power.

However, Hiroshi Chihara was eager to fight, so he gave up another son and directly rushed forward.

This step completely cut off the opponent's choice to avoid the battle.

The old man couldn't help but feel angry: Hey, I won't provoke you, do you really think I'm afraid of you?

Do you really think I can't lift the knife when I'm old?

Who is afraid of whom!

So he pressed him up unwillingly.

Just what I want!

Qianhara Hiroshi's eyes lit up, and he pressed his pressure again.

The two sides started fighting in the corner of the chessboard.

Gradually, the dark spots are getting slower and slower, and the time for thinking is getting longer and longer.

The old man stared at the chessboard with his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

How could this happen?

However, after only thirty steps, his horn was cut and surrounded by Bai Zi.

This area has almost turned into a dead end!

In a trance, the old man remembered the scene of African crocodile preying on wildebeests when he was watching TV with his grandson two days ago.

He raised his head.

This hateful boy looked happy and contented.

This face is somewhat similar to that of the Nile crocodile.

This corner was lost, so he had to put the chess piece into another area.

Bai Zi followed him...

After trying hard to make more than fifty moves, the old man threw the chess piece in his hand back into the chess box and threw the ball into the box.

Win in the middle!

Hiroshi Chihara bowed his head and bowed:

"For your advice!"

The old man looked unswerving, but he reluctantly replied "Thank you".

"Brother, it's not necessarily a good thing to be attacked, it's so easy to break!"

Hiroshi Chihara still had the same expression and no response.

It made the old man so angry that he itched.

Both sides packed up the chess pieces, covered them with the chess box, and sorted the timer.

Hiroshi Chihara walked to the front table, found his name on the table, and drew a circle with a red pen.

The middle-aged man sitting at the table watching him in surprise.

Only the winner will come here to draw circles.

But the key is that the game has only been twenty-five minutes.

The winner was decided so quickly?

Since Osaka is the Kansai Chess Institute and

The location of the headquarters of the Kansai General Office of the Chess Academy, so the folk Go atmosphere has always been very strong.

Although they are only amateur chess players, those who participated in the competition in previous years have been quite powerful, and there are rarely such one-sided chess games.

He shook his head secretly.

It seems that the chess players in this competition are not good!

Hiroshi Chihara naturally didn't know what he was thinking, so he nodded to him and walked out of the chess room.

Taking a deep breath, the surroundings were very quiet, and there was only a faint sound of "da, da" coming.

He was a little confused.

Originally, he thought he would spend a whole morning here, but he didn't expect the first game to end so soon.

More than ten minutes later, an adult woman in her twenties came out of the e-group chess room next door.

She is very beautiful and has no makeup on her face.

But she was wearing a suit and had a cushion on her shoulders, which looked a little out of harmony.

Seeing someone ending earlier than her, she was slightly stunned and nodded gently and walked past.

Hiroshi Chihara returned the gift.

After thinking for a while, he still walked out of the building.

As soon as I came out, I saw the female reporter interviewing the woman before, and the cameraman's camera was aimed at her face.

The female reporter exchanged a few greetings and asked directly: "Miss Musi, this year's champion Mr. Ping Chi did not participate in this tvo challenge cup. Everyone said you will win this year's championship. What do you think about this?"

"Even if Ping Chi crosses the river, I will win the championship."
To be continued...