"Oza Zama, you're already old. You conceded defeat to Xu Yue in the middle game back then. Even Honinbo, who was stronger than you, gave up his position. It's time for you to step down and make way for someone worthy."
Having built up the momentum of a winning streak, the backup candidate had already begun his relentless verbal assault before the match even started.
His Go skills were inferior to Zama's. He could only rely on the momentum around him to defeat his opponent!
And this was his only chance!
For this victory, he had spent a great many favors, commissioning Reincarnators who had no chance themselves to gather extensive information on Oza Zama.
He could be said to know him inside and out.
Based on his analysis of Oza Zama's personality, he believed Zama would never be able to endure such provocation. His emotions would surely fluctuate to some extent.
And once there was a fluctuation or an opening, he would combine it with his words, mobilize his own momentum, and launch an all-out strike!
A single "White Horse is Not a Horse" would shatter his grand momentum!
For a moment, intense fighting spirit flashed through his eyes.
Yet completely contrary to his expectations, Oza Zama, seated across from him, wore an utterly lifeless expression.
It was as though everything he had just said had been nothing but fart. Zama's unfocused eyes held a dazed emptiness that inexplicably sent chills down one's spine.
The imposing presence of a top Go player seemed dead as well, lying dormant around him without stirring in the slightest.
There was no aggression, but neither was there any opening.
This left the backup candidate in something of a bind.
Still, something was clearly wrong with his opponent's condition. It should be worth trying...