Chapter 596

He said habitually, his voice clearly audible in the somewhat empty club room.

Hearing this.

The members of the shogi club who heard the movement, whether they were thinking in front of the chessboard or watching the game or reading chess manuals on the side, all stopped their movements instantly and turned their heads to look in unison.

When they saw Xia Xia Xia Mujun finally appear at the door, excitement and expectant light burst out in their eyes instantly.

Especially the advisor teacher Nomura Tomohiro, he was too looking forward to Xia Xia Xia Mujun coming over, almost could be said to be looking forward to it.

You know, when he was young, he was also a quasi-professional shogi player who had struggled in the shogi world.

Unfortunately, as he got older, his reaction and energy were not as good as when he was young, and he failed to successfully promote to the professional level within the specified age limit, so in the official level of the Shogi Association, it was only displayed as quasi-professional at most.

He knew it well himself, his strength ceiling was probably just here, otherwise he would have been promoted long ago.

Although this was the case, it didn't mean his love for shogi had faded, nor did it mean he didn't crave a duel with the strong.

So, as long as Yasui Ryoto and Araki Araki Araki Jiai, as well as other members of the shogi club, and even the club president were in the club room, he would take the initiative to invite them to play.

For no other reason, simply because he liked shogi and enjoyed the feeling of planning and fighting on the chessboard.

Now, it was finally hard for a rival like Xia Xia Xia Mujun with strength similar to his, and perhaps even more inspiration in some aspects, to appear in school, how could Nomura Tomohiro not have a good "battle" with him!

It could even be said that since he knew Xia Xia Xia Mujun had advanced to the fifth round, he had been thinking about playing a game with Xia Xia Xia Mujun.

It was just that this guy, before, wouldn't come to the shogi club no matter what, leaving him with expectations but nowhere to display them.

But today, this kid finally came!

Nomura Tomohiro rubbed his hands, thinking secretly: no matter what, he, this old senior, former quasi-professional player, had to "teach" this junior a good lesson on the chessboard, let him understand what it meant that there were people outside people, and heaven outside heaven! What it meant that ginger was still spicy when old!

And Yasui Ryoto on the side, at this moment, was also surging in his heart, even carrying a bit of unconvinced sourness.

But what made him feel even more uncomfortable and unfair was that, clearly his strength assessment was about the same as Xia Xia Xia Mujun's, not much difference.

But this guy just advanced to the sixth round, while he was defeated in the crucial fifth round by a professional player whose strength was indeed a big cut above his.

Yasui Ryoto couldn't help but think: if he had drawn a relatively weaker opponent like Xia Xia Xia Mujun encountered before, maybe the one who advanced to the sixth round would be him.

And if he could advance to the sixth round, he would definitely be able to show off in front of Tsukishima-san, show his strength, and thus gain her attention and favor.

Yasui Ryoto shook his head and threw away the distracting thoughts.

Since he couldn't prove himself on the official arena, then now, proving it in the club room was completely fine!

After all, Xia Xia Xia Mujun was now a "celebrity" who had advanced to the sixth round, and his strength had been officially certified.

As long as he could win against Xia Xia Xia Mujun in the game, wouldn't he be able to prove that his strength was not below him at all, and perhaps even stronger?

Thinking of this, Yasui Ryoto's eyes also became hot, full of fighting spirit.

And Araki Araki Araki Jiai's thoughts were much simpler and more direct.

Seeing Xia Xia Xia Mujun come in, she jumped up from her seat instantly, put her hands on her hips, grinned, showing a bright smile that carried a bit of "ill intent," and laughed loudly.

"Good kid! Finally willing to grace us with your presence!"

She walked to Xia Xia Xia Mujun in a few steps, patted his shoulder, the force was not small.

"Hurry up and sit down! Play a game with your Ai-jie first! Let me see the quality of your 'sixth round player'!"

Yasui Ryoto heard this, his eyes widened instantly, and he hurriedly made a sound, his tone urgent.

"No—Araki Araki Jiai! Wait! How come it should be me first! Playing with me, it would have a better training effect for him!"

He tried to fight for priority from the perspective of "for Xia Xia Xia Mujun's own good."

Advisor teacher Nomura Tomohiro also widened his eyes instantly, his beard slightly curled up, his voice carrying an unquestionable sense of authority.

"Yasui-kun, what are you saying! Fart! Who is the biggest here? Who has the oldest seniority?"

He pointed to himself, righteously.

"I am the biggest! I am the advisor teacher, aren't I?"

"And my strength, isn't it about the same as you stinky kid! Maybe even more experienced!"

"More importantly, I am a teacher! Playing with me, that's called having the effect of a 'guidance game', and can learn things!"

The more he said, the more he felt his reasons were sufficient, and he puffed out his chest.

"Also! The 'Benlei Hand' stunt I promised to teach Xia Xia Xia Mujun before, I haven't had a chance to teach yet!"

"No matter how you look at it, it should be me first! Let me 'guide' him first!"

Yasui Ryoto heard this and immediately retorted unconvinced, completely forgetting the "respect" for the teacher.

"Me first! Teacher, you have played so many games, it doesn't matter if you play one more, stand aside!"

"Presumptuous! Yasui Ryoto! How are you talking to the teacher?" Nomura Tomohiro blew his beard and stared.

"Don't you usually talk to us like this in the club room, grabbing games! How are we talking to you!" Yasui Ryoto argued, not giving an inch.

"Huh!? I think your wings are hard today, kid, wanting to rebel, right?" Nomura Tomohiro was so angry that he rolled up his non-existent sleeves.

The two stuck their necks, stared at each other, their faces almost sticking together, their spit almost spraying on each other's faces, a posture of neither being convinced by the other, both wanting to be first!

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Just when the two were arguing and it looked like they were about to upgrade from verbal argument to physical pushing.

"Bang—!!!"

A loud noise exploded suddenly!

Only to see Araki Araki Araki Jiai, who had been watching coldly, smashed a fist heavily on a sturdy solid wood table beside her without warning!

The whole table shook violently, the shogi board placed on the table jumped up directly, the pieces on it scattered with a clatter, some fell on the table, some rolled onto the tatami, making a crisp "pitter-patter" sound.

Even, at the position of the table hit by the fist, a shallow dent mark appeared vaguely, and the surrounding wood grain was twisted.

Araki Araki Araki Jiai withdrew her fist, straightened up slowly, the bright smile on her face had disappeared, replaced by a kind of calmness that made people feel cold behind their backs.

She turned her head slowly, her gaze like a cold blade, sweeping across Nomura Tomohiro and Yasui Ryoto who froze instantly and turned pale.

Her voice was not loud, but carried a kind of invisible, heavy pressure, saying word by word.

"All—of—you—shut—up!"

"I—said—I—am—first."

"Are your ears—deaf?"

Every time she said a word, Nomura Tomohiro and Yasui Ryoto's bodies couldn't help but tremble.

Witnessing the power of that terrifying punch just now, and the frightening aura radiating from Araki Araki Araki Jiai at this moment, the two instantly woke up from the heat of the argument, a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

They had both personally experienced, or witnessed, Araki Araki Araki Jiai's terrible combination of "natural divine power" plus "judo black belt."

Nomura Tomohiro, although an adult male, had a thin build and had long passed the age where he could fight.

Yasui Ryoto, although a high school student in his prime, with a strong physique, in front of Araki Araki Araki Jiai, his bit of strength and fighting skills were like children playing house.

At this moment, both of them knew clearly in their hearts: want to resist? That was really thinking their lives were too long, or their bones were too hard!

Yasui Ryoto reacted the fastest, fine cold sweat instantly oozing from his forehead, an extremely stiff, flattering smile appearing on his face, frantically laughing it off, his voice changing somewhat because of tension.

"Ha, haha... that, Araki Araki Jiai, you're right! You're so right!"

"I also think... you, you play against Xia Xia Xia Mujun first, it's really quite good! Very suitable!"

While saying this, he secretly used his eyes to signal Nomura Tomohiro to give in quickly.

Nomura Tomohiro was also scared, looking at the shallow fist mark on the table, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, hurriedly nodding along, speaking incoherently.

"Mm, mm-hmm! Right, right! Araki-san... you first, you play against Xia Xia Xia Mujun first, it's really quite good! Especially good!"

"We, we have no opinion! Absolutely no opinion!"

The attitudes of the two instantly made a 180-degree turn, as obedient as two quails.

Araki Araki Araki Jiai snorted coldly, withdrew that intimidating gaze, as if the terrifying aura just now was just an illusion.

She turned back to Xia Xia Xia Mujun, the expression on her face changed back to that smile carrying a bit of brightness and eagerness to try, the corners of her mouth rising slightly.

"Okay, the matter is solved, these two guys won't argue anymore."

"Xia Xia Xia Mujun, you come over here and sit down."

She pointed to a position in the center of the room where a chessboard had already been set up again.

"Let your Ai-jie, have a good lesson on your current strength!"

Xia Xia Xia Mujun witnessed this extremely impactful scene from beginning to end, and at this moment, he also felt ashamed and silent.

He looked at the lingering fear and dare-not-speak-out-loud appearance of Nomura-sensei and Yasui Ryoto, and then looked at Araki Araki Araki Jiai's smiling face that seemed as if nothing had happened, and the shallow dent on the table...

Those who know the times are heroes.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun walked to the chessboard, sat down upright.

"Please give me your guidance, Senior Araki."