Chapter 479

Morimoto Yūki gasped, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

It was somewhat unbelievable.

This move... was too vicious!

Wasn't Xia Xia Xia Mujun the best at a fast and chaotic playing style before?

Why was his playing style today so overbearing?

A person's playing style should have been fixed long ago.

Even if it could be flexible, it shouldn't be able to suddenly change from the previous aggressive style to a domineering style that could turn clouds into rain with a flip of the hand?

But no... this is still not right.

Even if this playing style could really be converted, I should have faced this playing style long ago, and even had a countermeasure long ago.

But why can't I see a glimmer of turning point now?

Morimoto Yūki's eyes flickered, and his breathing began to quicken slightly.

He just felt like a flying insect that had fallen into a spider web; the more he struggled, the tighter he was entangled.

Just while he was racking his brains.

The timer was still ticking mercilessly.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Six minutes.

His fingers holding the piece trembled from excessive force.

In the end, he had to sacrifice the weak point of the other defensive line as the price, and miserably rescued that "Bishop" which had become a burden.

The piece shape had already collapsed.

Afterwards.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun didn't give him any breathing room.

Just as his piece landed after the exhausting rescue, and the sound of the game clock had not yet completely dissipated, Xia Xia Xia Mujun's piece had already arrived as promised.

It accurately pointed to the fatal defensive crack he had just exposed.

Not a heavy hammer blow, still a seemingly gentle "stab."

This "stab" became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Morimoto Yūki's defensive line, like dominoes being pushed over, began a comprehensive and irredeemable collapse.

At this point, the outcome was no longer in suspense.

At this moment.

After witnessing this, the two shogi commentators exclaimed endlessly.

Male commentator Inoue Masazo said excitedly:

"Unbelievable, what have I just seen?"

"Player Xia, whose strength is only at the 1st Grade level of the Promotion Association, actually entered a big advantage by crushing player Morimoto, who is a Second Dan of the Promotion Association and almost touching the professional threshold?"

Female commentator Nanjo Maiko was also very shocked and said:

"It's truly unbelievable!"

"Player Xia, whom neither of us was optimistic about, actually obtained an extreme advantage with a crushing posture of the lower defeating the higher!"

"Currently, player Xia's advantage is very large, and I can even see that as long as he moves the next piece, he will inevitably be able to checkmate the opponent!"

Male commentator Inoue Masazo said excitedly:

"I really didn't expect this situation to happen!"

"I can even say in advance, congratulations to player Xia..."

But after seeing Xia Xia Xia Mujun's next move.

He was suddenly stunned, and even more unbelievably said:

"No!"

"Player Xia, what exactly are you doing?! Why don't you directly checkmate the opponent?!"

As soon as his voice came out.

Everyone present couldn't help but be in an uproar.

After all, many viewers know how to play shogi.

And now.

The game has reached a situation where the winner can almost be determined, and even they can know that Xia Xia Xia Mujun can completely end the game with the next move.

But after seeing Xia Xia Xia Mujun's next step, they were also completely stunned.

They didn't know at all what this person intended to do.

Being able to win directly but not winning, is he crazy?!

At this time.

Only to see Xia Xia Xia Mujun's eyes were still as calm as a deep pool.

He could have won directly, but he didn't choose the shortest path to "checkmate" the opponent's King.

Instead, he started a cold, methodical "piece clearance."

"Tap."

An isolated "Pawn" was captured.

"Tap."

A "Silver General" attempting to counterattack fell into a trap and was surrounded and annihilated.

"Click."

The "Rook," second only to the "King" in value, was finally forced into a dead end after moving around for several moves, and left the field sadly.

Morimoto Yūki's breathing became as heavy as a cow's.

Sweat was dripping from his forehead.

His eyes were filled with fear, humiliation, and disbelief.

He understood.

The opponent is "slaughtering"!

Using the most orthodox, most rigorous, most impeccable shogi steps, like a surgical operation, "excising" the pieces on his board one by one!

In the professional shogi world, this is the ultimate humiliation of the winner to the loser only when the strength gap is like clouds and mud!

It means the winner is at ease, completely in control of the overall situation, and doesn't even bother to end the game quickly, but wants to completely destroy every bit of the opponent's will to resist.

It was clearly just because I was in a bad state that I ended up in this situation.

But you guy—actually dare to take my life while I'm sick?!

"Bas...tard...!!"

Morimoto Yūki squeezed out a hoarse curse from the depths of his throat, his eyes bloodshot.

At this time.

It wasn't just Morimoto Yūki who saw it.

Even the commentators present, and even all the viewers, could see it.

This is an extreme hunt that doesn't show any mercy!!

An act performed entirely to destroy the opponent's mentality!

But it was such a crushing, humiliating act that made the viewers present feel an extreme excitement and thrill!

After all, in the arena, they hadn't seen this behavior for a long time.

Because most shogi players who play against each other just play for victory.

So most of them don't dare to take that risk to do so.

It's purely thankless!

And it might even be reversed!

But the match in front of them is not.

Player Xia actually dared... actually dared to crush the opponent fiercely with an extreme domineering posture while the national audience was watching!

How could they not be excited about this kind of match situation that hadn't appeared for who knows how many years!

Morimoto Yūki at this time gritted his teeth hard, his face ferocious.