"Chen Rui, get out of my mind!" Just eight o'clock, Chen Rui was awakened from his sleep by Ma Xiaochun using the "Shaolin Lion Roar". He opened his sleepy eyes and was about to complain a few times. But what caught his eye was Ma Xiaochun's angry expression. Now, Chen Rui no longer dared to neglect and hurried into the bathroom for a while to take care of it.

In fact, Ma Xiaochun looks weird and has a bad temper. But at around 6 a.m. today, he was woken up by Chen Rui's snoring sound. He originally wanted to wake up Chen Rui, but Lao Ma was self-disciplined and could not do such a thing, so he had to roll around on the bed and roll for half an hour. Finally, he waited until the sky was slightly bright, so how could he allow Chen Rui to continue sleeping?

"Teacher Ma, where are we going so early?" Chen Rui didn't know the inside story. When he walked on the street and saw that the sun had not come out, he couldn't help but curse Ma Xiaochun in his heart.

Seeing Chen Rui yawning, Ma Xiaochun's anger had already disappeared. "Chen Rui, I'll ask you, what are we going to Chengdu this time?"

"Isn't it just to participate in the "Southwest King Go Competition"?"

"So, before participating in the competition, I will take you to meet my teacher, the real King of Southwest."

Such small courtyards are rare in Chengdu urban area now. Push open the large wooden door with red paint, bypass the screen wall, and cross the courtyard and enter the main hall. Before liberation, most wealthy families were hospitalized here.

"Teacher Ma, this Southwest King is quite rich. Now I want to live in such a yard in the city, I really can't buy it without millions." Chen Rui kept making noise as soon as he entered the yard.

"Chen Rui, shut up!" Ma Xiaochun scolded in a low voice. He was so depressed. Why is a person with such a good Go talent full of money, houses and other charitable things?

"Xiaochun, who are you quarreling at?" With a loud voice, an old man with pale hair walked in. The old man looked over sixty years old, but he was still very energetic.

"Teacher." Ma Xiaochun, who is usually proud in front of strangers, immediately saluted respectfully when he saw the old man. The old man didn't care, patted Ma Xiaochun on the shoulder and signaled him to sit down, "Xiaochun, you haven't been to Chengdu for several years. What kind of wind blows you to me today?"

"Teacher, I have accepted a new apprentice named Chen Rui and come here to see you." Ma Xiaochun said while pulling Chen Rui over.

Apprentice, when did I be your apprentice? Chen Rui was very dissatisfied. I have never given you a great gift to you, so why do you say I am your apprentice when you meet someone? However, he knew how Ma Xiaochun was doing to slap people. He walked over and bowed in a regular manner, "My younger generation, Chen Rui, have met the Southwest King."

"Hahaha," Maybe I haven't heard someone call him this for a long time, and the old man was very happy. He smiled and said, "What is the king of the Southwest or the king of the Southwest? It's all the past. Xiaochun, I think this kid is good and smart. It seems that you, the disciple, have taken the right one."

"Teacher, he will be your disciple from now on. You always have to discipline more." Ma Xiaochun said with a hurried smile.

It turned out that when Ma Xiaochun was first learning Go, she came to Chengdu to participate in the Youth Go competition and was seen by Song Xuelin, the king of the southwest at that time. Seeing that he was very qualified, Song Xuelin stayed at home for more than three months. Not only did he manage food and accommodation, but he also carefully taught some Go skills. It was not until Ma Xiaochun's family was eager to think of her that Song Xuelin bought a ticket and reluctantly sent Ma Xiaochun out of Sichuan. Therefore, although these two people did not have the name of master and apprentice, they were the reality of master and apprentice.

This old man looked pretty, and he didn't expect to teach Teacher Ma Go. He knew Ma Xiaochun's power was so powerful that he admired the old man.

"Xiaochun, what did he do when something happened decades ago?" Song Xuelin took a sip of tea, "This time you came from Zhejiang thousands of miles away. You just wanted to tell the old man that you accepted an apprentice, right?"

"Teacher, this time I came here to see you, and the second is to bring this apprentice to participate in the "Southwest King" Go competition to let him see the world." Ma Xiaochun answered honestly.

"Participate in the Southwest King's Competition? That's OK. I can't play chess now. If I were a decade or younger, I would really want to go up and play with you." As soon as I heard the three words "Southwest King", Song Xuelin's smile appeared. He immediately remembered the days when he was galloping on the court and dominating the Southwest.

"Oh, Xiaochun, did you bring Chen Rui here to sign up this time?" After a while, the old man came from memory to reality.

"Not yet, I just got off the plane last night." When Song Xuelin was in deep thought, Ma Xiaochun sat quietly aside without disturbing her. She didn't speak until the old man asked.

"Xiaochun, what are you doing? The competition will start the day after tomorrow. Have you not registered for Chen Rui yet?" Song Xuelin complained and picked up the phone next to him.

"Is Xiao Zhang? It's me, Song Xuelin. I have a disciple. I've come to participate in the competition this time. I haven't registered yet. Is it still too late? After time, I have to give me Old Song a face. OK, that's it."

After putting down the phone, Song Xuelin said to Ma Xiaochun: "Xiaochun, don't delay with me, hurry up and take Chen Rui to register. Remember, the registration time has passed, just say that Chen Rui is my disciple."

Seeing the teacher's words, Ma Xiaochun had to stand up and said, "Teacher, then I'll leave first. I'll see you after Chen Rui's competition."

"Remember to come." Song Xuelin sent the two to the door, "Xiaochun, we both haven't drunk together for a long time. After the competition, you must come over and have a drink with me."

As soon as he left the small courtyard of the old Southwest Wang family, Chen Rui felt relieved. He was so bored that he had been sitting just now. "Teacher Ma, you can't come today for my registration."

"What do you think about?" Ma Xiaochun slapped Chen Rui's head with a bang, "I'm here to see my teacher, how could I think so much? Besides," Ma Xiaochun returned to his usual arrogant appearance. "With me, Ma Xiaochun, as long as I am in the Chinese Go world, who doesn't give me any face?"

You are awesome, you are awesome. Chen Rui said to you. Now you are my boss, you can do whatever you want.

Of course, Ma Xiaochun didn't know that Chen Rui was thinking randomly. He said seriously as he walked: "I brought you to meet my teacher this time just to let him see if you are suitable for my disciple. Since you have passed his level, I have nothing to say. After this competition, I will meet your parents in Chongqing with you and officially accept you as your disciple."

Officially accepting me as my disciple? When Chen Rui heard this, he almost fainted on the street. For ordinary chess learners, if they hear that they are going to be accepted as disciple by Ma Xiaochun, it is of course good news. But for Chen Rui, this is undoubtedly a great bad news. He has experienced Ma Xiaochun's methods, sometimes history books, sometimes life-and-death topics. At that time, he was not considered a formal disciple of Ma Xiaochun. If he really became a formal disciple, he still didn't know what he would be tortured like?

But now Shen Rui didn't dare to say it clearly, so he had to temporarily say perfunctorily: "Teacher Ma, let's talk about this matter after the competition."

"Nonsense, this is a big deal, of course you can't be hasty." Ma Xiaochun dragged Chen Rui into a taxi.

After talking about Song Xuelin's name, he successfully completed the registration. Ma Xiaochun and Shen Rui returned to the hotel room, took out the matchup table and started to study it carefully.

This Southwest King Go Competition is divided into eight groups, with about 16 people in each group. The knockout stage is the first place, and the scale is quite large. Chen Rui was inserted into Group H, so he naturally got the matchup table of Group H.

"Teacher Ma, you want me to see it too." Chen Rui was a little anxious when he saw Ma Xiaochun holding a pen and making a mark on the matchup table. He wanted to grab it immediately.

"Come here and see. Your luck doesn't seem to be good enough. Group C can also be regarded as the Death Group." Ma Xiaochun said while putting the matchup table on the coffee table.

"Who are these two?" Chen Rui asked as he looked at the two names Ma Xiaochun had drawn with red pen on the list.

"I knew you didn't know, so I used a red pen to hook it out." Ma Xiaochun pointed to the matchup and said, "This Li Liang is the absolute main player of Sichuan Jiaozi's team, the fifth professional team. Judging from the matchup situation, he is likely to be your opponent in the second round of the game. Even if you can pass his level, in the final game of confirming the qualifying quota, Duan Rong is waiting for you. He is a veteran of the Shangri-La team in Yunnan, and he is also a master level among professional players."

Seeing that Chen Rui was a little dazed after hearing this, Ma Xiaochun continued: "I met two professional players in the A-level team in the qualifiers, and you are really in decline."

Based on his understanding of Chen Rui, if he had said these aggressive words, Chen Rui had been jumping up eight feet high and began to express his determination with confidence. But today it was a bit strange. He had been talking for three minutes, but Chen Rui still had no movement at all. His eyes were blankly watching the matchup table almost never moved.

Is there any master I haven't drawn out? Ma Xiaochun came over and took a closer look. Apart from these two, there were some unknown amateur players on it, and he could be sure that he had not missed it.

"Chen Rui, what's wrong with you?" Ma Xiaochun became impatient and patted Chen Rui's head again.

This shot that was particularly effective in normal times did not make Chen Rui wake up immediately. His eyes were still staring at the matchup. Because there was a name printed in the center of the above: Su Yao.

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Drunk and lie down on the beautiful knees, wake up and hold the power of the world!

Arrows are gathered all over the sky, the golden sword is cold,

A general succeeds as a mountain,

The beauty smiles and the haze dissipates.

Shura's bloody battle is gone
Chapter completed!