Chapter 762

"Only you here, Senben You-shu, are in the A division."

"If you encounter this Xia Mujun..."

"You must crush him for me."

"And, in the post-match interview..."

He stared into Senben You-shu's eyes.

"You must humiliate him fiercely in front of the camera. Step his face, and the face of his trash school, completely into the mud."

Senben You-shu heard this, and a contemptuous smile immediately appeared on his face.

He shrugged his shoulders, his tone full of disdain.

"Don't worry, Senior Honda."

"Just a weakling like this who struggles to beat a female three-dan..."

He stretched out his little finger and picked his ear.

"I am a second-dan of the Reward Association anyway, someone who has stepped half a foot into the professional threshold."

"I can win against him with my eyes closed."

"Rather than that..."

"I am already researching the information of other Private Moonlight Academy students in advance."

"Currently, the only ones in that school who can make me take a look are those two guys, Yasui Liangdou and Chitian Longjie."

"As for this Xia Mujun..."

He sneered.

"What kind of onion is he? If it weren't for that face being passable, I wouldn't even remember his name."

Honda Chongsi heard this, and the corner of his mouth finally raised slightly.

Outlining a cold and satisfied arc.

His thoughts were also like this.

Even, he came to watch the competition this time, largely because he wanted to see with his own eyes the people on his side encounter Xia Mujun.

Then, crush him completely.

If it weren't for the competition system restrictions, different divisions couldn't meet in the early stages.

He really wanted to personally abuse this kid who didn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth in front of the chessboard until he was bruised and swollen.

Abused until he didn't even dare to raise his head the next time he saw him.

But it's a pity.

In the A division, only Senben You-shu is in the same division as Xia Mujun.

But Honda Chongsi didn't even think Xia Mujun could break through this fifth round.

The two-match competition system is extremely cruel.

With Xia Mujun's strength of only level 1 of the Reward Association, not even reaching the first-dan...

Being able to walk here is already a fluke.

This round must be his end.

Naturally, there is no chance to meet himself.

Honda Chongsi looked at Senben You-shu and sneered.

"This round has two competition opportunities. There are not many people in the first session of your A division, the probability of meeting..."

"Not small."

"If you don't meet even this..."

"Then it can only be said that this Xia Mujun has good luck and escaped this disaster of yours."

Senben You-shu put his hands behind his head, his posture frivolous.

"If that's really the case, then he has explosive luck."

"Temporarily, he picked up a 'shogi' life."

At the same time.

Xia Mujun had already passed through the crowded aisle and came to the seating area where Furukawa Masahiro and others were.

Furukawa Masahiro stroked his snow-white beard, a kind smile appearing on his face.

"Good morning, Xia Mujun."

Furukawa Caixu couldn't hold back anymore.

As soon as she saw Xia Mujun, she immediately jumped up from her seat.

Like a happy little bird, she rushed over and hugged Xia Mujun's arm tightly.

Forcibly pulling him towards the empty seat next to her.

"Big brother, you finally came! Come here quickly!"

She raised her little face, her eyes shining brightly.

"Caixu specifically left a good seat for you!"

Xia Mujun followed her strength and sat down, smiling and rubbing her soft hair top.

"Hmm, thank you, little Caixu."

After sitting down.

He noticed that besides the grandfather and granddaughter Furukawa, Fukuda Si and Horikawa Kaori were also sitting in the adjacent seats.

Fukuda Si rubbed the coarse and hard stubble on his chin.

Making a rustling sound.

He looked at Xia Mujun and grinned.

"Yo, young man. I really didn't expect you to break into this fifth round."

He changed the topic slightly, his eyes carrying a bit of watching the fun.

"But this time it's a special competition system of 'two-match'..."

"I am very 'looking forward' to your performance."

He said so on his mouth.

But in his heart, he had already concluded that Xia Mujun would most likely fail in the first battle.

After the cruel elimination of the first four rounds, there were few left.

There were two hundred and fifty-six people in the last round.

Now, only a mere one hundred and twenty-eight people are left.

Still divided into four divisions and three sessions.

This means...

There are only thirty-two people qualified to go on stage to play in the A division currently.

Fukuda Si had read the information of these thirty-two people in advance.

Judging from Xia Mujun's performance of defeating Asahina Xiaoyue quite difficultly last time.

His shogi strength can basically be anchored around level 1 of the Reward Association.

And among the contestants remaining in the A division now...

There is no one whose strength is below Xia Mujun.

This means that no matter who Xia Mujun draws as an opponent, it will be a bitter battle, or even have no chance of winning.

Not to mention the "two-match" that must win two consecutive games?

This almost blocked all possibilities of advancing by luck or extraordinary performance.

Horikawa Kaori sat on the side, her slender fingers twisted together unconsciously.

Of course she also hoped that Xia Mujun could win.

But the rational analysis in her heart was about the same as Fukuda Si's.

The remaining ones in the A division are all strong players.

There are no more "soft persimmons" to pinch.

The two-match competition system pushes the fault tolerance rate to the limit.

Hope is indeed slim.

But...