Zheng Qin had frequently replayed and dissected those two games from Shanhai Chess Hall.
Even after going over those two games countless times, Zheng Qin still couldn't understand them. He was utterly baffled.
Because no matter how he looked at it, the 3-3 Point still seemed like an unequivocally bad move.
Yet although he didn't understand it, the fact remained that he had lost both games against Yu Shao.
Thus, he could only explain it as a difference in Go strength. Judging from how the games had developed afterward, that explanation seemed to be confirmed.
"But..."
Zheng Qin stared fixedly at the white stone on the seventeenth column and seventeenth row of the Go Board.
"Were those two losses really just because of the difference in Go strength?"
When he saw this 3-3 Point, the boy sitting opposite Yu Shao froze as well. Only after a long while did he come back to his senses.
His eyes lit up. He immediately picked up a Go Stone, then placed it swiftly!
Seventeenth column, sixteenth row—Block!
Yu Shao immediately played his move as well.
Sixteenth column, seventeenth row—Extend!
Soon, the two sides played four or five more moves in succession.
He Yu watched from the side, his brows knitting tighter and tighter. He was almost unable to keep watching.
In his view, the white stone's 3-3 Point was already a terrible move. The moves White played afterward were even worse, as if he didn't understand Go at all.
"It's the same as before. Facing White's 3-3 Point, Black should make the simplest and most effective Block, followed by a Hane. Then White should Crawl twice along the second line. Those are all perfectly reasonable moves."
Beside He Yu, Zheng Qin stared at the game and fell into thought.
"But..."
"Just like before,