Half a quarter-hour later, the two had already played more than ten moves on the board, one after the other.
The old man's skill at Go was extraordinarily profound. The moment he made his move, he launched an encirclement against Zu Liming's white stones across the entire board.
Under such relentless pressure at every step, Zu Liming's white stones appeared utterly bedraggled, lingering on with their last breath.
Zu Liming's skill was clearly also extremely deep. He was not like Jing Zimo and the others, relying solely on brute force to exhaustively calculate possible responses.
He possessed exceptionally sophisticated techniques and had already begun integrating them into his consciousness.
The old man placed his stones even faster. Around half an hour later, the two had already played more than thirty moves.
The overall situation had begun to take shape.
Though the white stones were at a disadvantage beneath the black stones' frenzy, they still stubbornly held their ground.
At that point, the game stopped.
Zu Liming rose to his feet and respectfully bowed to the old man once again. The old man nodded lightly. Zu Liming turned and left, walking straight out through the rear of Listening Rain Pavilion before stepping onto the stone path and heading up the mountain.
Ye Tian raised his brows slightly. It seemed the first of the Three Games of Luo Tian stopped after only the opening.
After Zu Liming left, the black and white stones on the board automatically flew back to the Go Elder, and another person entered Listening Rain Pavilion.
He was likewise a cultivator from Star Luo City, possessing only peak Dao Seeking cultivation—far inferior to Zu Liming.
However, that person had clearly prepared for the first game as well. Though, judging from the situation after the game began, both his