I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 197 - 159 Huh? I Hit the Emperor?

The Jade Sword was perhaps nothing less than a divine token for these three.

Yet at this mont, they could not understand it.

Faced with Chen Yun’s rare serious gaze, they cluelessly secured the Jade Sword.

Afterwards, the group gathered for a while, cleaned up the trash from the eting, and then calmly went their separate ways, each returning to their own hos.

Separation in reality wasn’t as lodramatic.

It was often more subtle and complex than depicted in movies or novels.

People displayed a variety of emotions when facing farewells, not necessarily filled with the dramatic tear-jerking scenes of literary works. Often, real goodbyes occurred in ordinary conversations, simple hugs, or silent tears. People might hide their deepest feelings to prevent worrying others or to maintain a strong facade.

In real life, farewells could also co with an indescribable ordinariness, both parties aware of the mont’s arrival but unable to find the right words to express their feelings. Sotis, people used casual greetings to cover up their reluctance to part, replacing tears with smiles, casually saying "Take care" or "Keep in touch," while their hearts were a mix of emotions.

Thus, this al was basically their last gathering, simple and tranquil.

Besides, Chen Yun wasn’t leaving just yet.

Now that Bai Shi had renewed his lease for five more years, there was no need for him to pack up.

His plan now was to coat the large purple sandalwood Gundam in spiritual power patina.

It would not only test the impact of quality on spiritual power patina but also leave a protective symbol at his ho, allowing him to return anyti through soul ergence.

Thinking this way,

Chen Yun leisurely began using telekinesis to intensively polish the purple sandalwood Gundam.

anwhile, he himself.

Sat down in front of his computer desk, turned on the computer, and revealed an interested smile.

Bored out of his mind, he thought he might as well play so Go for entertainnt.

After all, they had just had lunch together, and it was now just two in the afternoon.

The afternoon was originally ant for studying, then transitioned to experinting on super visual-range position perception ability and noting the essential aspects of spiritual power patination.

Now that he understood these critical points, all he needed to do was apply spiritual power patina to the larger purple sandalwood Gundam.

Doing just this task, he could multitask without a problem.

"Speaking of which, the three consecutive victories with the upgraded Level 10 AI, seem to have failed one match because it ’fell asleep’ during evolution."

"I need to win three more matches."

Muttering to himself, Chen Yun didn’t waste any more words, and logged into his account to start a real player match.

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In the Warhawk’s live broadcast room,

at this mont there was not just Warhawk present.

To be precise, there had been another person live streaming with Warhawk for the past two days.

That person was the number one in the Chess World...

Oh no, the second-ranked—Ke Bao.

Since being defeated online while holding the title of the world’s top player, he had directly started live streaming daily with Warhawk as the world’s second-ranked.

He wasn’t aiming to reclaim the so-called title of world’s top player, but rather wanted another chance to face that individual now known as the online Go Emperor, to play the match he was almost certain to lose originally.

He wasn’t seeking punishnt.

Nor trying to prove himself.

He simply had a heart yearning for a spirited and intense ga against another human player.

After his last match, Ke Bao spent a lot of ti with AI assistance analyzing the ga, feeling his skills had significantly improved.

Every day, in addition to live streaming with Warhawk, they also spiced up the show because rely waiting would attract no viewers.

Thus,

after finishing a ga early morning yesterday, he waited all day but the Go Emperor never ca online.

Today too, he had been streaming since the morning.

Watching the enthusiasm die down in the live broadcast room’s chat,

Ke Bao firmly spoke to Warhawk, who was currently live streaming a card ga, "I’ve decided, if the Go Emperor cos online, you’ll be the first to play against him!"

His words carried a tone of conviction.

This caused the chat in both of their live streaming rooms to suddenly quiet down,

then burst forth vigorously.

[Great, that’s a creative decision!]

[?????]

[Amazing, it might just be the case of the mouse eating the elephant!]

[No way, you think this is beast chess? Warhawk got blacklisted by others for being too unskilled.]

[Speaking of being blacklisted, that’s still fresh in my mory.]

"Ah? play against the Emperor?"

"Eh... really?"

Drinking coffee, Warhawk pointed at herself with a spoon, instinctively looking around to see if there was soone else.

But no one was beside her in the live stream.

Obviously, Ke Bao was referring to her.

"Yes, you bring him down to your level of skill, and then use your rich experience to defeat him!"

Ke Bao smiled and nodded.

He crossed his arms, looking confident and firm.

Warhawk showed a polite smile, but the iron spoon in his hand was slightly twisting and deforming.

Seeing this, Ke Bao’s eyes widened.

Full of the will to survive, he was just about to say sothing to change the subject.

But suddenly he noticed a barrage of key information flooding into the live stream room:

"Online now!"

"Mad respect, your King is back!"

"The Go Emperor is gracing his loyal live broadcast room today!"

"Warhawk, get on! It’s decided—it’s you!"

"Quick, quick, quick! I want to see blood flow like a river!"

The live room’s barrage went crazy.

And it visibly beca richer at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Clearly, word had spread far and wide, and many Go fans aware of the upcoming century battle rushed over.

Seeing this, Ke Bao.

Had no ti to worry about anything else, he imdiately controlled his always-online account, sending a ga invitation to the Go Emperor.

Upon seeing this, Warhawk also no longer held onto his mood.

He imdiately called out in the group, summoning Shi Liang, Ninth Rank, Shen Lang, Ninth Rank, Huang He, Ninth Rank, and others to connect their mics and discuss the Go ga.

By herself, she feared she wouldn’t understand the ga between these two top Go experts.

...

"Finally, I’ve been waiting for you!"

Ke Bao murmured, watching the other party accept the invitation instantly, and couldn’t help but reveal a hint of relief.

The ga to decide who would go first soon ended, and Ke Bao took the white stones.

This secretly relieved him.

Traditionally, black, because of having the first move, was considered to have a certain advantage. To balance this advantage, black had to give compensation points to white when calculating the winner.

However, with the developnt of Go theory and the advancent of AI technology, AI analysis found that the compensation given to white was a bit excessive, and thus the winning percentage for white reached approximately fifty-four to fifty-nine percent.

In human matches.

This slight difference wasn’t important.

Ke Bao never cared.

But now, facing the Go Emperor, Ke Bao felt imnse pressure. Getting to play white, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Watching the opponent place the first stone in the star point.

Ke Bao took a deep breath and with an unprecedentedly serious deanor, made his move.

Compared to the confidence and arrogance at the start of their last ga, he was now more cautious and pressured.

He dared not say what he had before—that he wouldn’t lose.

Now, he just hoped to hold on a bit longer!

However.

Such a wish was hard to fulfill.

Even without deliberately learning to play Go, Chen Yun was stronger today than the day before.

Even if Ke Bao felt he had improved, the outco was still unchanged.

White’s territory was being eroded step by step, like the lting remnants of snow in winter, its boundaries blurred and fragile.

In the corners of the Go board, the defense lines that white had carefully constructed were now teetering, each loss of a breath eye signifying the passing of vitality.

Black’s invasion was like a silent undertow in the night, unstoppable and quietly devouring white’s hopes. Although white struggled hard, trying to find opportunities to counterattack in the limited space, each move seed to fall right into the opponent’s calculations, leaving the situation irreversible.

As black firmly placed the last stone, the board’s originally intricate situation seed to find its conclusion in a flash.

Silence didn’t last long.

Anticipating this outco, Ke Bao resignedly smiled and decisively clicked the surrender button that he hadn’t pressed the night before.

"As expected..."

"I still lost."

Ke Bao leaned back in the gaming chair, unable to help but utter this reflection in front of nurous viewers in the live stream.

He didn’t slap himself in the face like after a loss in a previous world competition.

At that ti, he believed he could win and it was a careless ’Hand of Eagle’ that cost him the ga; hence, he regretfully slapped himself.

But now it was different.

He was well aware that he hadn’t made a mistake.

He was simply crushed, quietly ground into dust bit by bit.

"Guys, I don’t know who this person is."

"I can only say it’s definitely not anyone from the Go world that I know."

"It might be a new AI algorithm developed by so company, or perhaps an unknown master among the masses."

"In any case..."

"He’s really outrageously strong."

Ke Bao said earnestly.

His tone not only conveyed the realization of defeat from the humiliating victory of the day before last.

But more so, it was an exclamation of there being higher mountains beyond each one.

Simply unbeatable...

Truly unbeatable!