Jiang Qinghe seemed utterly unaware of Gong Jie's attempt to dissuade him.
He stepped forward to the Go board and pointed at one corner of it.
There, black and white stones were locked in a deadly tangle, killing intent overflowing.
"Elder Zheng, please look here. White has set up a 'flying block' here. It appears to have sealed off every path of escape for Black, and Black's great dragon seems trapped in a desperate situation, with abandoning stones to survive its only option. However..."
Jiang Qinghe paused slightly and looked toward the seemingly insignificant black stone placed at the edge.
"What if Black does not follow convention and continue grappling with White here? What if it instead seeks life after being driven into death, using this single stone in the corner as a lure and resolutely invades at the '3-3' point?"
"Utter nonsense!"
Zheng Borui rebuked him reflexively, his white brows drawn tight.
"That is plainly White's iron wall! Invading there now would be no different from walking straight into a net, wasting a stone for nothing..."
Before he finished speaking, his gaze had already followed that "bad move" Jiang Qinghe indicated, rapidly working through the variations in his mind.
One move, two moves, three moves...
The disdain and impatience on Zheng Borui's face gradually froze, replaced by a trace of startled doubt.
Then his pupils contracted slightly, and his breathing involuntarily quickened.
His fingers tapped unconsciously through the air. When he calculated to the seventh move, Zheng Borui sharply drew in a breath, brilliance bursting from his eyes!
That seemingly absurd invasion was truly like a key hidden beneath a sheer cliff, prying loose the entire board in an instant.
Not only did it cleverly exploit a tiny flaw in White's shape, creating a precious ko fight,
it also