Chapter 639

But the sacrifice of that "gold general" exchanged for the sudden connection of three attack lines.

Asahina Akatsuki's fingers curled up unconsciously.

She had to respond.

But this "strike in" completely disrupted her original pace.

Her originally smooth offensive of advance and retreat appeared with a moment of stagnation.

Her breathing also stopped for half a beat.

Asahina Akatsuki bit her red lips lightly. She had no choice but to eat the gold general.

Natsume Chikage did not give her a chance to breathe.

His move speed was still shockingly fast.

First move.

"Long Wang" advances, forcing the throne.

Check.

At this moment.

Asahina Akatsuki finally realized something was wrong.

Because of Natsume Chikage's attack, she had been forced to defend.

And because of his sudden defense just now, she saw the opportunity to pursue victory.

So she immediately flexibly converted the original defensive formation into an attacking lineup.

Attacking Natsume Chikage, who was struggling to defend.

But because of this "strike in" by Natsume Chikage, the situation she had designed instantly reversed.

If it weren't for Natsume Chikage's sudden defense, if it weren't for her wanting to pursue victory, how could she have given Natsume Chikage such an almost perfect "strike in" opportunity?

But now that she realized it, it was already too late.

Asahina Akatsuki pursed her red lips tightly, her lip color slightly pale.

She thought for a long time, and finally could only be forced to move the "jade general".

The fingertips moving the shogi piece carried a trace of imperceptible stiffness.

And the beads of sweat on her forehead at this moment seeped out.

It was also at this time.

The spectators in the venue, seeing this sudden checkmate, were suddenly stunned.

A brief silence permeated the spectator seats.

And the two commentators in the venue already possessed a certain strength.

The two reacted very quickly; seeing this sudden checkmate, although they couldn't help but be sluggish for a moment, they immediately revealed shocked expressions.

Male commentator Jing Shang Ya San widened his eyes, leaning forward:

"Wait, wait, wait—this is not right, what did I see?"

"Player Natsume... actually, in the case of a huge disadvantage, was the first to perform the first checkmate, even faster than player Asahina?"

His voice was full of disbelief.

Nan Tiao Wu Zi's voice rose slightly due to excitement:

"Yes!"

"It's really unbelievable!"

"This 'strike in' move by player Natsume is simply perfect! Actually, after player Asahina flexibly switched to an attacking state, the defense was weak, leading to loopholes."

"However, this loophole cannot be seen intuitively from the shogi board."

"After all, no matter how you look at it, player Natsume's situation just now was absolutely impossible to reverse with the existing shogi pieces!"

"However, because of the 'strike in' mechanism, which is also the most peculiar in shogi, player Natsume directly broke player Asahina's flexible attack because of this move!"

"If he can seize this opportunity, I'm afraid there is really a glimmer of hope for victory!"

"Let's see how he responds!"

Also because of Natsume Chikage's move.

The acquaintances who didn't think much of him were mostly stunned.

Horikawa Kaori was incomparably excited.

But with her shogi skill, she couldn't find the subtlety at all, and could only pray frantically in her heart for Natsume Chikage to do his best again!

And Fukuda Tsukasa frowned tightly, scanning the shogi board back and forth.

He still couldn't understand what Natsume Chikage intended to do... but he had to say, this "strike in" was very "divine", finally giving the situation a chance to breathe.

Furukawa Saio shook her fair small legs happily, clapping her hands gently in her seat, her small face full of "as expected" smiles.

After all, the essence of this move was something Natsume Chikage had taught her before, so she was able to find the subtlety in it very quickly.

Furukawa Masahiro naturally didn't need to say much; as an old Long Wang, he definitely had this level of vision.

He had long expected this situation and was not surprised, just stroking his white beard, smiling without a word.

Tanabe Yuto's shogi skill was also limited; at this time, he still held a fluke mentality, only feeling that it was just a checkmate, not counting for much.

At most, it was just a desperate struggle.

He curled his lips, trying to cover up the uneasiness in his heart.

Natsume Chikage—dropped the second move.

Tap—

The sound of the shogi piece hitting the board was crisp and determined, like a drum, shaking Asahina Akatsuki's heart.

That resurrected "angle line" swept out obliquely, forming a fierce pincer attack with another "flying vehicle" placed early.

And so—the scene of check again appeared!

In the spectator seats, all whispers and disturbances disappeared.

A dead silence.

Clearly, those with a bit of vision in the venue had already realized some ominous signs.

Fukuda Tsukasa and others were also completely stunned, their pupils dilated.

They felt that some fatal situation was forming an irreversible comeback inadvertently.

Even the two commentators on the field were shocked, almost standing up from their seats at the same time.

Male commentator Jing Shang Ya San widened his eyes, his voice trembling with excitement:

"No!"

"Could it be that player Natsume predicted it in advance?"

"That resurrected 'angle line' actually formed a perfect pincer attack with another 'flying vehicle' placed early?"

"Directly formed a double check?!"

Nan Tiao Wu Zi also clenched her fists excitedly, her speaking speed accelerating:

"I really didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!"

"This flying vehicle that player Natsume placed early actually has such a wonderful use at this moment."

"With this, compared to the first check just now, player Asahina was instantly plunged into a huge predicament from the original big advantage!"

Asahina Akatsuki's "jade general" was forced to flee to the corner, and the shogi path was already narrow.

Her breathing became rapid, and her chest heaved significantly.

She bit her red lips tightly and fell into a long period of thinking again.

Time passed second by second.

Cold sweat ran down her forehead.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, her face gradually turned pale.

Her slender fingers hovered above the shogi board, trembling slightly.

Clearly at this moment, she finally saw a certain ruined ending clearly.

How could it be... why did it suddenly become like this?

She had been carefully laying out since the third move, which was why she was able to gain an advantage step by step.

How could it develop into what it is now?!

Asahina Akatsuki bit her red lips lightly, and the cold sweat on her forehead slid to her eyelashes.

She noticed in despair a shogi piece position that had been ignored on the board.

If that shogi piece attacked in the next move, she was afraid...