darknovel Chapter 58 Let Go
Chapter 58 Let Go
Su Hao lowered his eyelids slightly, and without even pausing for half a second, decisively pushed the black piece with his fingertips: c5 to respond.
"Oh? The defense of Sicily, huh..."
Alexei lowered his head, a soft, almost dreamlike murmur escaping his lips.
This is no peaceful and conservative formation; it's a dangerous start that completely abandons balance and frantically pursues complex calculations and a meat grinder-like battle.
Su Hao's move was a declaration to him:
He didn't want a stagnant draw; he wanted a fierce battle of wits, a bloodbath!
Alexei clearly sensed bloodshed, and from the very first step, he began to strain his mind to perform extremely profound calculations.
After thinking for a full ten minutes, he slowly walked out of Nf3.
From that moment on, the real Russian Siberian giant bear completely revealed its sharp fangs.
It's worth noting that the Hungarian champion's predicted rating is as high as 2100.
Even in rapid chess, a field he is least proficient in, he still managed to completely overwhelm his opponent, proving that Alexei's true skill level is definitely above 2300!
It's a terrifying realm where the title of "Grandmaster," the highest throne in chess, is just a stone's throw away.
Given enough time, Alexei was like a god of war on the chessboard.
Unlike the previous game where he relied on muscle memory and routines to suppress his opponent, this time, every move he made was the result of a long deduction.
Every move White makes is so steady it's suffocating, like a slowly tightening net, gradually squeezing out Black's living space.
When the game progressed to the 15th move, the air around Su Hao seemed to freeze.
He clearly sensed that he was sinking into a quagmire ten times larger than he had anticipated.
"This guy is ridiculously strong!"
Every time he probed, every hidden killing move he made was detected in advance by his opponent as if by a prophet, and then ruthlessly blocked.
"Bd3".
Alexei, expressionless, maneuvered the bishop, like a cold spear aimed directly at Su Hao's weak defensive wing.
This seemingly casual maneuver, in the eyes of those in the know, hides a chilling and profound scheme.
The students who were watching from the sidelines had long since realized the perilous situation and were sweating profusely with anxiety.
They frantically grabbed a spare chessboard and frantically reviewed the moves of the two players in a corner.
"Isn't this move by the White side...exposing their flank to a fatal wound?"
"No, look closely at its next killing move! If Black dares to make a move, White only needs to respond like this..."
Another knowledgeable student gasped in shock.
"It's over... Alexei has locked the situation down."
The win rate is 60/40... no, it's already 70/30, a clear advantage!
At this moment, Su Hao, who was sitting in the center of the storm, felt a wild beast inside his body pounding against the cage!
He didn't give "Psyduck" a chance to breathe during the entire day's intense social interactions.
Those unreleased, almost pathological, computational desires are now like a raging torrent, crashing and roaring through his nerve fibers, frantically searching for an outlet!
Every move made on the board prompts Psyduck to instinctively exhaust all possible causal relationships!
"Alright, Psyduck. I know you're itching to go crazy, since you want to..."
Then let's go all out and get things done!
Click.
Deep within his mind, Su Hao silently opened the valve of reason that maintains normal human emotions and cognition.
Immediately afterwards, that gentleness unique to the boy vanished, replaced by an extreme focus that sent chills down your spine!
Tap, tap, tap...
Su Hao's fingers began to tap the table unconsciously and rhythmically, as if he were ringing the countdown to death.
The world before his eyes collapsed and was instantly reassembled.
The original 8x8 wooden chessboard appeared distorted and peeling off his retina...
It collapsed into a pure mathematical space woven from 64 perfectly geometric coordinate points and countless intricate vector networks!
Each wooden chess piece is no longer an inanimate object, but a mathematical model that is deconstructed in real time into various movement trajectories.
The knight is no longer a horse, but eight discrete vectors with L-shaped transitions;
The bishop transformed into rays that infinitely cut along the diagonal;
The castle, on the other hand, is a cross-shaped gallows woven from absolute violence, both vertical and horizontal!
Psyduck's obsessive perfectionism—not stopping until everything is calculated to ten thousand decimal places—turned this game of chess into a massive mathematical deduction!
In the current endgame, Su Hao glanced at the board and found that there were 21 possible combinations of footwork.
Alexei countered these 21 footwork techniques with as many as 18 different methods.
These next two simple exchanges instantly exploded into 378 intricate branching paths!
But this is just a warm-up.
3 steps, 4 steps, 5 steps...
The number of branches exploded exponentially, like nuclear fission!
Tens of thousands of logical chains crisscrossed and intertwined in his mind at the speed of light, eventually building a magnificent and terrifying fortress of deduction!
Generally speaking, a professional chess player is considered to be in a state of mental exhaustion if he can think 8 to 12 moves ahead.
But at this moment, Su Hao is handling the endless changes that will occur 20 steps ahead with ease!
The win rate for each branch is being updated rapidly at a rate of microseconds on the retina.
Soon, he found an extremely narrow path to survival amidst the thorns of despair!
Under normal circumstances, the situation has already shifted irreversibly.
To turn the tide, a "singularity" must be artificially created within this perfect logical loop!
A singularity that could induce cognitive errors in the opponent.
"Locked."
This is the only chance among countless timelines.
That is, in the mid-game struggle, forcibly creating a brutal situation known as the "windmill"!
This is a toxic tactic that utilizes the abnormal combination of Knight and Castle to relentlessly sweep away the opponent's pieces like harvesting leeks through continuous checkmates and evasions.
The probability of success is only 50/50.
But for Su Hao now, that's enough!
If Alexei, driven by greed and recklessness, were to devour the bait offered by the flank, the gates to hell would open for him!
Hey.
Su Hao picked up a black piece with his slender fingers and placed it on the chessboard without hesitation.
"what?"
The students who were sweating profusely as they reviewed the lesson suddenly froze, as if they were witnessing the most absurd scene in the world.
"Holy crap, what is he doing? Is he courting death?!"
"After this move, even a god couldn't save Black, right?"
"This is practically like voluntarily washing your neck clean and sticking it out to be stabbed; it's a dead end with no solution!"
A sigh of regret and disappointment erupted from the onlookers.
To anyone who understands chess, this was an outrageously stupid move, almost like the product of a brainstem deficiency.
Even Alexei, sitting opposite him, looked on in astonishment and glanced at Su Hao in surprise.
But he was a seasoned veteran, and he immediately composed himself, reverting to his absolute ruthlessness.
In order to turn this advantage into a final victory, he did not hesitate to advance his pieces forward, ready to put an end to this farce.
The killing formation is complete.
Su Hao didn't even blink, still sporting that smug "everything is under control" expression.
However, as the game continued, the course of the game suddenly began to take a strange turn!