Chapter 111

If they win, it's fine, but once they lose, I'm afraid they will become a topic of conversation in the circle for a long time, and this embarrassment of "one-round tour" will be mentioned repeatedly.

For a time, there was a lot of discussion inside and outside the venue.

The two commentators at the TV commentary table were also paying attention to this focal matchup.

The male commentator, Jing Shang Ya San, is a middle-aged uncle about forty years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses and combing a neat oily head.

The female commentator, Nan Tiao Wu Zi, is a beautiful woman about thirty years old, wearing a capable professional suit.

Jing Shang Ya San pushed his glasses and said to Nan Tiao Wu Zi in a solemn tone:

"It's really unexpected that Ming Zhi Cang Wu, a professional four-dan player, actually drew Ri Ye Bo Zai, who is also a professional four-dan, in the first round."

Nan Tiao Wu Zi nodded solemnly and added:

"This is indeed a development that no one could have predicted."

"You must know that in the first session of A-sector, there are only five professional players registered."

"In the first round when the tournament just started, these two professional players who are famous in the shogi world collided early; I think for the two of them, this is the situation they least want to see."

Jing Shang Ya San expressed agreement:

"Indeed."

"Especially since this tournament uses a cumulative prize money system; the more wins, the more generous the return."

"Encountering a strong enemy in the first round means that one of them is destined to stop here and leave sadly."

While expressing regret, Nan Tiao Wu Zi also couldn't help but sigh:

"In contrast, the opponents drawn by the other three professional players in A-sector are not professional players of the same level, but only Promotion Society members."

"In this case, will it be a one-sided crushing, or will the Promotion Society members stage a cold upset of defeating the strong—all this is full of suspense and thought-provoking!"

Jing Shang Ya San smiled:

"Yes, even I am full of curiosity about the subsequent development."

"I think this is also one of the unique charms of this tournament."

"Because the opponents are completely random, it tests strength and cannot be separated from the favor of luck!"

"However—as the schedule deepens, the component of luck will gradually decrease."

"Those who can stay in the end must be the real powerhouses!"

Nan Tiao Wu Zi said solemnly:

"Exactly. This tournament has gathered experts from all over the place."

"Luck will eventually run out, and only one's own absolute strength is the eternal truth!"

Just when the eyes of the host, director, and audiences inside and outside the venue were almost all attracted by the "civil war" between professional players, almost no one noticed Natsume Chikage who was preparing to draw lots.

I saw him press the button of the transparent drum lottery machine under the guidance of the staff.

The small balls inside rolled rapidly, and then, with a "click", a small ball fell down.

The number "77" was clearly displayed on the ball.

The staff picked up the small ball to confirm, and then reached out to point to one side of the competition field: "Please go to the 77th shogi table."

Natsume Chikage nodded slightly and turned to Gu Chuan Caixu behind him:

"Then I'll go first; you must do your best in the competition."

Gu Chuan Caixu looked up, her smile bright:

"Mm, mm!"

After seeing Natsume Chikage leave, Fukuda Si, who was behind Gu Chuan Caixu, rubbed the stubble on his chin and glanced at the direction of the 77th table with interest, thinking to himself: If only he could draw that position, playing against Natsume Chikage in the first round would be a sure victory!

Of course, besides Natsume Chikage, the little girl Gu Chuan Caixu in front of him was also an "ideal opponent" in his mind.

These two "big water fish", as long as he could randomly pair with either one, his first round would be like picking up a victory for nothing.

Soon, it was Gu Chuan Caixu's turn to draw lots.

The staff looked at the little girl whose height had just passed the edge of the table and couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise on his face.

Bringing such a small child to participate in the competition, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an "experience baby" who came to experience the atmosphere, and the ending is likely a one-round tour.

However, he didn't say much, thinking that maybe the family was well-off and didn't take the 20,000 yen registration fee seriously at all.

"Please press the button in front of you." The staff pointed out according to the process.

Gu Chuan Caixu stared at the small balls jumping and rolling in the transparent lottery box, nodded seriously, then stood on tiptoe, stretched out her little hand, and pressed the button hard.

Pad-da—

A small ball fell out of the machine quickly.

When the staff, Gu Chuan Caixu, and Fukuda Si behind her saw the number on the ball, all three were stunned at the same time.

"77...?" Gu Chuan Caixu blinked her big eyes, a bit confused.

Fukuda Si slapped his forehead on the spot, his face full of annoyance and heartache.

He wished time could go back; he should have changed his queue position with this little girl just now!

That way, maybe he could have drawn that newcomer Natsume Chikage!

Now it's good; not only did he not meet Natsume Chikage, but even this "small water fish" close at hand slipped away.

Instead, it was cheaper for that kid Natsume Chikage!

What is this?

In Fukuda Si's view, Gu Chuan Caixu was mostly rich at home and was brought to see the world.

As for strength?

A ten-year-old little girl, how strong can she be?

At most, she is an amateur enthusiast level.

He could win against such an opponent with his eyes closed.

Fukuda Si shook his head and sighed repeatedly, only feeling that the boy's luck was too good.

"77th shogi table, can you find it?" The staff still had a little more patience for the little girl.

Gu Chuan Caixu nodded vigorously: "Mm, I can find it."

For her, it would be hard not to find it.

Where Natsume Chikage sat was like carrying a spotlight, particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

Her gaze easily passed through the crowd, locked onto the slender figure sitting beside the 77th table, and then stepped out and walked over slowly.

It's just that in her heart, she couldn't help but feel a little regret.

She quite liked this handsome and gentle big brother.

But now, she has to eliminate him from the competition with her own hands in the first round... ===== CHAPTER 112 =====