On September 18, 1931, under the pretext of the destruction of the South Manchurian Railway, the Japanese army launched a full-scale war of aggression against China.

In less than four months, all three northeastern provinces fell and became occupied by the Japanese army.

In the spring of 1932, cherry blossoms fell in Japan, and the whole of Japan was in a state of jubilation.

The complete victory of the invasion of China made the Japanese extremely excited, and they embezzled 1.28 million square kilometers of China's land, more than three times that of Japan.

Just think about it, every Japanese person will have three times as much land and population to support themselves, and even the beggars on the roadside feel superior.

And this year, Wu Qingyuan officially entered the Japanese Go circle, and was known by some people, this 18-year-old young man from China, with superb chess skills, before every game, he had to read the Tao Te Ching silently, so that he could enter a state of selflessness.

But no one knew that every time Wu Qingyuan played, he was on his side, and two people had been watching his game.

"This Master Wu's chess strength is already very strong, and he should have passed through the 8th level, which is more powerful than most professional chess players." Zhao Yajun said while watching chess.

"That's pretty much it, but there's still a lot of untapped potential for him." Zhao Ya said.

"I really want to play a game with Master Wu." Zhao Yajun said.

"What's so hard about this, just tonight." Zhao Ya smiled: "Uncle, do you choose to play with the body or the virtual body?" ”

"What's the difference?" Zhao Yajun asked.

"The possession game is a short-term seizure to make you real, and the virtual body game is to reveal your body, let the opponent see it, and then manipulate the chess pieces to play." Zhao Ya explained.

"I'm not used to entering other people's bodies, so let's play against each other." Zhao Yajun thought for a while and said.

"Okay, then wait a minute, you will appear in front of the chessboard in Wu Qingyuan's bedroom, and it is better to press an identity for yourself." Zhao Ya said with a smile.

"What identity? I said I was a future chess master? Zhao Yajun shook his head and smiled.

"It's up to you."

Four hours later, as night fell, Wu Qingyuan returned to his residence.

He was thinking about the harvest of today's game, although he won the opponent, he felt that this game of chess was not very good, or that the opponent had a lot of tough tactics that did not come out, otherwise the outcome would be unpredictable.

When he pushed open the bedroom door, he was suddenly stunned.

He saw a middle-aged man in a suit, sitting quietly at his chess table, smiling at him with a kind face.

"Who are you, sir? Why is it in my bedroom? Wu Qingyuan first asked politely in Japanese.

"Wu Qingyuan, I came to you specifically to learn chess skills, do you dare to play a game with me?" The middle-aged man is Zhao Yajun, who appeared in a virtual body, although he didn't understand Wu Qingyuan's Japanese, but he probably guessed what he meant, instead of making up a story, it is better to explain the meaning straight to the point.

"Are you Chinese? Playing chess? Wu Qingyuan asked in Chinese.

"Yes, I'm here to play chess with you, do you dare to play a game?" Zhao Yajun asked again.

"Right here?" Wu Qingyuan asked suspiciously.

"Yes."

"Okay, so how do we get down?" Wu Qingyuan spoke, walked to the opposite side of the chess table, and then knelt opposite Zhao Yajun unhurriedly.

"I'll let you go first, if you can't win me, then I'll let you have two sons next time." Zhao Yajun smiled slightly and said very bigly.

"Oh, may I ask you what you call it?" Wu Qingyuan couldn't help frowning when he heard this, this uninvited guest said that he wanted to learn chess skills, but his tone was very big, and he actually wanted him to take the lead, and he also planned to let the two sons after winning.

If it was a few years ago, Wu Qingyuan was not yet an adult, and some people said that he would be able to accept letting him have two sons, after all, his chess strength had not yet arrived.

But the current level, although it is not the super-first-class in the whole of Japan, but when he thinks that he is the first, almost no one can beat him, and this Chinese who came out of nowhere actually wants him to win first and let him have two sons.

"You can call me Mr. Wang." Zhao Yajun smiled slightly, he didn't plan to say that he was from the future, he wanted Wu Qingyuan to mistakenly think that he was from ancient times.

"Mr. Wang, since you say so, then let's try the next game." Wu Qingyuan nodded, he calmed down, although he was full of confidence in himself, but before the game, Wu Qingyuan did not dare to say that he would win.

The two sat looking at each other, and after a few minutes of silence, Wu Qingyuan picked up a sunspot and placed it in the upper right small eye.

Zhao Yajun smiled slightly, and unhurriedly put a star in the lower right corner of himself.

Then the two of them played more than a dozen moves in a row, and Wu Qingyuan seemed to slow down cautiously.

This place is a corner pattern, the move of white chess is very novel, he has never seen this kind of move, he can't help but think carefully, Zhao Yajun is not in a hurry, just sit quietly and wait.

Zhao Ya, who was watching the game from the sidelines, was also calm and relaxed, the two had a tacit understanding, this time Zhao Yajun and Wu Qingyuan played chess, it was just a process of communication, after all, with Zhao Yajun's level of sitting on the 1st order, and Wu Qingyuan's strength of the 8th order, even if the two sons were more than ninety percent of the chance of winning.

Because of Wu Qingyuan's thinking, the speed of this game of chess became very slow, and every time he made a move, he had to think about it for a long time, until late at night, and there were only more than 50 moves on the chessboard.

"Wu Qingyuan, let's go down here today, seal the plate, and I'll come back to you tomorrow night." After Zhao Yajun finished speaking, he waved his hand, and disappeared the moment Wu Qingyuan raised his eyes to look at him.

"Ah, Mr. Wang......" Wu Qingyuan was startled, but there was no one in the room anymore.

At this moment, he only felt a chill behind his back, and looked at the situation on the chessboard again, he had a deeper understanding that this Mr. Wang was too strong, and many chess moves were not only unheard of by him, but also extremely tricky and accurate, so that he was tired of coping but could not please him.

The advantage of the first hand turned out to be in more than fifty steps, and there was not much left.

"Tomorrow night......" Wu Qingyuan took a deep breath, solemnly glanced at the chessboard, then walked to the head of the bed to make the bed, lay on it and closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wu Qingyuan got up, saw that the endgame was still unchanged, calmed down, and then walked out of the bedroom, he still had a game of Fangyuan Society's professional game to play today, so he couldn't delay.

After the day's game, Wu Qingyuan pushed the door and walked into the room, and saw Zhao Yajun, who seemed to be sitting in the game position for a long time, he bowed calmly, and then said, "Mr. Wang, hello." ”

"Hello, let's move on." Zhao Yajun nodded, which was a return gift.

This is not to blame for his style, after all, he is here to play a master, although Wu Qingyuan is a master, but now he is just an adult hairy guy, and his chess strength is not one or two orders of magnitude worse than Zhao Yajun.

Zhao Yajun held his own identity to guide him to play chess, and it was natural that he should be respected.

Dozens of moves were played this night, and Wu Qingyuan, who was thinking hard, didn't even react when Zhao Yajun left.

For seven consecutive days, one game ended.

Wu Qingyuan lost six and a half eyes, and he lost six and a half eyes first, and he has indeed reached the level of letting the two sons.