A crushing defeat in the midgame!
Gu Zhao scratched his cheek, unable to see exactly where he had gone wrong.
Even though his opponent's attacks were fierce, his own defense had been quite steady. How did his pieces get captured so inexplicably?
Taoist Yun Chang fell silent for a moment before chuckling. "My young friend, your playing style possesses quite an ancient charm. Have you studied many game records of famous masters?"
Beside him, Taoist Hai Zhao nodded. "Your opening was secure, advancing steadily step by step. It was actually quite good."
The two young Daoists standing nearby snickered.
