Chapter 778

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

He was somewhat unbelievable.

This move... was too vicious!

Wasn't Natsume Chikage of the past most skilled at a fast and chaotic shogi style?

Why was his shogi style today so overbearing?

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

Even if it could be flexible, it shouldn't be able to suddenly change from the style of a fierce attacker to the style of an overlord who could turn his hands into clouds and cover them into rain?

But no... this was still wrong.

Even if this shogi style could really be converted, he should have faced this shogi style long ago, and even had countermeasures long ago.

But why couldn't he see a single turning point now?

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

He only felt like a fly that had fallen into a spider web; the more he struggled, the tighter he was wrapped.

Just while he was racking his brains.

The timer was still ticking mercilessly.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Six minutes.

His fingers pinching the piece were trembling from excessive force.

In the end, he had to sacrifice the weak point of the other defensive line at the cost of saving that "Bishop" that had become a burden, looking extremely embarrassed.

The shogi shape had already collapsed.

Afterwards.

Natsume Chikage didn't give him the slightest chance to breathe.

Just as his piece landed after the rescue that exhausted his heart and soul, and the sound of the shogi clock had not yet completely dissipated, Natsume Chikage's piece had already arrived as promised.

It precisely hit 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 irrecoverable 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 Miyabi said excitedly:

"Unbelievable, what exactly am I seeing?"

"Clearly Natsume, whose strength is only at the 1-kyu level of the Shogi Association, is actually crushing Morimoto, who is a 2-dan and almost touching the professional threshold, easily entering a big advantage?"

Female commentator Nanjo Maimai was also very shocked and said:

"It's really unbelievable!"

"Natsume, whom neither of us favored, has actually gained an extreme advantage with a crushing posture of the weak defeating the strong!"

"Currently, Natsume's advantage is very large, 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 Miyabi said excitedly:

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

"I can even say in advance, congratulations to Natsume..."

But after seeing Natsume Chikage's next move.

He was suddenly stunned, even more unbelievably saying:

"No!"

"Natsume, what on earth are you doing?! Why don't you just checkmate the opponent?!"

As soon as his voice came out.

Everyone at the scene couldn't help but be in an uproar.

After all, many viewers knew how to play shogi.

And nowadays.

The game had reached a situation where the winner could almost be determined, and even they knew Natsume Chikage could completely end the game with the next move.

But after seeing Natsume Chikage's next move, they were also completely stunned.

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

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

At this time.

Only Natsume Chikage'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 began a cold, methodical "piece clearance."

"Clack."

An isolated "pawn" was captured.

"Tap."

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

"Click."

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

Morimoto Yūki's breathing became as coarse as an ox.

Sweat was dripping from his forehead.

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

He understood.

The opponent was "abusing and killing"!

Using the most orthodox, most rigorous, most impeccable shogi steps, like surgery, "excising" his pieces on the 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 resistance will.

Clearly it was just his own poor state that led to such a situation.

But you guy—actually dare to take advantage of my illness to take my life?!

"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 at the scene, and even all the viewers, could see it.

This was an extreme hunt that didn't leave any face at all!!

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

But such a crushing, humiliating act made the viewers at the scene feel an extreme excitement and thrill!

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

Because most shogi players play entirely for victory.

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

It's purely thankless!

And it might even be reversed!

But this match in front of them wasn't.

Natsume actually dared... really dared to use the ultimate overlord's disdainful posture to fiercely crush his opponent while the whole country was watching!

How could they not be excited by this kind of shogi situation that hadn't appeared in who knows how many years!

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