After eating the Ginseng Fruit, Fang Xu officially stepped into the cultivation world. His mental ability had improved by more than a little, and with that, his Go strength had risen rapidly...
After a hundred days had passed, the Tengen Title Match began. Xuan Mo nodded at Fang Xu and said, "Uncle Fang, good luck. I hope you'll make a triumphant start."
Fang Xu nodded and said, "Don't worry. It shouldn't be a problem. I should be able to win."
And so, Fang Xu entered the Tengen Title Match. He won one battle after another, and in the end, he faced Zhao Bingfeng, the former Tengen.
Fang Xu took his seat at the game table and looked at the stern-faced, sharp-eyed old man across from him. He secretly groaned inwardly. This was Zhao Bingfeng, a universally acknowledged formidable opponent in the Tengen competition. His style was fierce and his moves ruthless, completely opposite to Fang Xu's relatively steady approach.
"Fang Xu, long time no see. Our last Chess Game ended without a winner. This time, we'll have a proper contest." Zhao Bingfeng's tone was calm, but it carried an overwhelming confidence.
"Old Zhao, you're too kind. Only when two evenly matched opponents meet can inspiration be sparked. Let's have a thoroughly satisfying battle today!" Fang Xu smiled in response, but he had already raised his guard to the highest level.
After the match began, both men displayed extraordinary chess skills. The situation on the board changed in an instant, and the spectators held their breath, every move tugging at their tense hearts. Fang Xu's chess flowed like clouds and water, each step steady and solid, while Zhao Bingfeng took unorthodox paths and made tricky moves that often caught Fang Xu off guard.
However, Fang Xu had experienced a hundred days