Xiao Jie was still very anxious at this moment, for the one in front of him was an Immortal, much unlike the previous Xibe fella, a true and genuine Immortal.
There were too many ancient stories about Immortals playing chess, such as the tale of Northern Song's Go master Liu Zhongfu encountering an Immortal and suffering a crushing defeat, spitting blood for several liters, even leaving behind the famous Vomit Blood Record.
It felt completely different from any ordinary chess player, as if they were not even on the same level.
Even with AI in hand, Xiao Jie did not have full confidence.
However, once the game truly began, Xiao Jie's heart gradually relaxed.
Simply because on the Go interface of the computer beside him, the AI's winning percentage was continuously rising.
Clearly, this one's strength did not surpass the previous Shenji Taoist by too much, perhaps slightly more impressive, but in front of the AI, it didn't seem to make that much of a difference.
