Su Huai's words without a trace of emotion were as sharp as a blade, piercing Matsui's last trace of luck, his face was pale, and he picked up the short knife tremblingly.

At this moment, Luo Jie of the Huaxia team outside the glass wall, Liu Xiaoguang was anxious, and shouted: "Crazy! How can you do this?"

"Stop him!"

"Don't kill anyone!"

In the Go game, in ancient times, some people vomited blood and died, and some people went back to die of illness, but no one ever forced the opponent to commit suicide!

If this Matsui commits suicide, the Huaxia team will be an indirect murder!

But before they could rush a few steps, they were blocked, and Kawada Kudan and a group of chess players blocked the gate of the rooftop attic.

"If he loses, he should fulfill his glorious promise, this is my Yamato national tradition, please don't interfere. Kawada Jiudan's big face was without any expression, and he looked coldly at everyone in the Huaxia team.

As if mocking the cowardice and panic of the Chinese chess players, seppuku ...... It is a symbol of their Yamato nation's glorious dedication to righteousness, and it is their sacred and glorious final destination.

Although Su Huai won, Matsui who cut his stomach did not have the slightest shame!

And Su Huai, as a murderer, will continue to be hated by others, and become a stain that can never be erased in his saintly career.

Matsui pulled out the short knife in his waist and raised it into the air, breathing heavily, his face full of pain and despair, and a voice in his heart told him:

"Right now...... You will be liberated in a moment, and you will enter the Yasukuni Shrine and become a hero of the Yamato nation, and enter the Yasukuni Shrine and be remembered for generations to come...... You will be the hero of the book...... Hero...... Merge with the ancestors of the Yamato nation......"

The voice in Matsui's head echoed endlessly, and he gradually felt a force encouraging him, so that he no longer feared, no longer panicked, and I would become a hero of Yumoto......

And at this moment, a cold voice like a hellish ghost came, like a blizzard and cold wind whistling in a cave, crushing the power that inspired him:

"Cave hand, let's ...... 300,000 unjust souls are waiting for you......"

Matsui looked up at Su Huai, and in horror, he only saw that his figure suddenly gradually split, transforming into countless slaughtered Huaxia people, they dragged their rotten and mutilated bodies, some had broken hands, some had broken feet, no heads, and some only half of their bodies were left as if crawling, screaming, roaring, screaming, surrounding him, gnawing at him, tearing him apart.

He was drowned in this sea of purgatory corpses.

"Ah~~!!" Matsui's whole person seemed to be torn apart, and he screamed out directly, his eyes widened as if in the void Akui saw that countless roaring souls surrounded him, the short knife in his hand trembled and fell to the ground, and he screamed and danced towards the void again and again:

"Don't come here~!Don't come here~!I don't want to die!!I don't die yet~~!"

Matsui twitched violently, and his whole body rolled on the ground like a ghost, twisted, and screamed.

Su Huai glanced at him coldly, a glorious death is not a punishment, and living in shame and hated by his own people is really better than death.

Su Huai slowly walked out of the rooftop pavilion, and Kawada Jiudan and the others looked at Matsui Daisa, who was rolling on the ground in a ball, and couldn't help but blush and scolded in shame:

"What a coward!!!"

The high-level leaders of the Kyoto Chess Academy were all ashamed and angry, and they couldn't wait to go up and cut Matsui, the coward, this time was really a loss and a loss, if Matsui seppuku, although Su Huai won the chess, he would definitely be drowned in saliva.

But Matsui didn't have the courage to cut his stomach and lost his temper on the spot...... This is simply a great shame for the Kyoto Chess Academy...... Everyone saw the cowardly, despicable side of the Yamato people!

And when Su Huai walked back to the camp of the Huaxia team, everyone's eyes looked at him changed, and no one regarded him as a layman, and more importantly, Su Huai's ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness in kicking the knife to Matsui were far beyond the scope of a chess player.

"You little bastard, you almost broke something big, and you are showing something. Luo Jie saw that Su Huai wanted to leave without saying hello to him, turned sideways to block him, and scolded in a low voice.

"What's the matter? Senior Nephew Luo didn't seem very happy to see me win, didn't he?" Su Huai glanced at him.

"There will be no next time. Roger gritted his teeth before getting out of the way.

Su Huai did not accept the interview, but returned directly to the lounge, at this time, Master Sheng Tian and Sheng Xia Meidu had been waiting for him for a long time.

As soon as he entered the door, Sheng Xiamei, who had lost her face, looked at him and said, "Senior Brother Su, you really scared me to death just now, how dare you do this, I'm really afraid that if that Matsui really has a seppuku...... It is said that in the history of this chess world, there are people who lost chess and vomited blood on the chessboard and died......"

"He's not that bold. Su Huai said calmly: "Matsui is just a coward, a coward who used words to provoke before playing chess, and he can't compare to the old devils who died on the chessboard before." ”

Master Sheng Tian stroked his beard slightly, nodded and smiled: "Xiao Su, your vision is not bad, I also think that this Matsui is just a gutless bandit." ”

Su Huai looked at Sheng Tian curiously and asked, "Teacher Sheng Tian, do you know Matsui?" Sheng Tian was born in this chess academy, and he should understand the situation when he thinks about it, so he is so calm.

"When I was studying chess at the Kyoto Chess Academy, I didn't have him. Master Morita smiled and said:

However, he is the generation after the war, and he is accustomed to the prosperous life of this era...... It's called lust and guilt. ”

Su Huai couldn't help nodding secretly when he listened, saying that after the defeat in World War II, he was actually controlled by New Europe for decades, and he had long lost the spirit of bushido.

Huaxia must not embark on this path.

Thinking of this, Su Huai turned his head and glanced at Sheng Xia Mei again: "Mei Shi nephew, I see that your chess strength is far beyond the level when you played against me, and your level is far above Luo Jie......"

Sheng Xiamei smiled softly: "Senior Brother Su has a good reputation, I just taught my grandfather well." ”

Su Huai turned his head to look at Sheng Tian, thinking that I, Teacher Sheng, are the same as Fan Lao Fox, they are both deep calculating people, and they have secretly cultivated their granddaughter, and have been concealing Sheng Xiamei's true chess strength, waiting for such a major occasion to fight for the interests of the Huaxia Chess Academy.

What a cunning man......

"I don't know the strength of the beautiful nephew, how is it ...... than Ben Yinfang Xiuxing and Cao Zhiyu?"

Sheng Tian said calmly: "In my opinion, Xiaomei's strength should be a little stronger than the average nine duans, it can be said that the chess strength is about ten duans, which is comparable to Kawada and Jin Hao, but according to the recognized chess world, after Cao Zhiyu won the title of Tianyuan Zhan, his chess strength is far beyond the ordinary nine duans, with the level of twelve duans, and Xiu Xing...... There should be thirteen paragraphs. ”

Su Huai was stunned when he heard this: "Isn't the highest chess talent only nine dans?" Nima ...... The undefeated celebrity and the Go emperor are so powerful?

"I'm talking about chess power, not professional rank. Sheng Tian smiled slightly: