Road to be the Best Chess Player in the World!

Chapter 147: A Historical Win!


"Yesh! Idani Pouya makes a mistake!" Bagas shouted in front of his mic, letting his voice pierce through his audience's ears and deafening them for a moment. However, at this moment, no one cared about it, as they all were too stunned at the sudden development on the board. They didn't expect that Idani Pouya would make a blunder in such a crucial situation, especially when his life itself was already on the line. "The computer engine shows that it is +3.4 for Sheva's advantage! As long as he is calm enough, his chance to win the game is already within reach!" He exclaimed.

"Idani Pouya is too anxious right now." As the professional, Irfan also provided a technical commentary here. "He should've just protected his pawn on the A4 square first with his king before moving his knight to aim for Sheva's B2 pawn. Even though it is dangerous to let his king march forward too early, at least it would be better compared to his situation right now. If I am not wrong, the next line for Sheva is to let Idani Pouya get his B2 pawn in exchange for the black's A4 pawn, then after giving a check and luring Idani Pouya's king forward, he would form a rook battery on the A file, making his attack more dangerous than ever. Now, I don't think that Idani Pouya could get away from this situation so easily."

*Author note: If you want to visualize the position better, check the comment below.

True enough, everything happened just like Irfan's calculation. Sheva really showed his clinical side by making every best move possible here, not giving any room or time for Idani Pouya to breathe. The battery force on the A file was so strong, getting too close to the black king for Idani Pouya's liking. Not only that, the Iranian man was also forced to move his knight back, and with his bishop still in the original spot and one of his rooks stuck on the H8 square, his position was too passive, and he couldn't do anything about it.

At this point, the Iranian grandmaster didn't even hold back his feelings anymore, growling to show his dissatisfaction over this terrible position. The man probably never expected that he would be pushed so far to this point by a mere 2100-rated player. However, when the reality slapped him in the face, he didn't have any choice but to accept it.

Moved to the other side of the table, the opposite emotion could be seen pretty obviously on Sheva's face, as the boy didn't have any intention to hide it. His hand was trembling, and the constant head shaking from the boy told everyone that he had started to get impatient here. Most of the people who supported him started to worry here, as impatience could make his game sloppier, and it would lead him into a disastrous scenario.

Well, of course, Sheva wouldn't know that all the eyes were on him right now. No, he was too busy to calm himself down, as the boy also knew how important it was to keep his mind calm.

'I cannot rush things up… Stay calm and composed, no need to rush things up…' He repeated those words over and over again.

Still, the anxiousness on his face was so visible here as the poker expression that he usually had crumbled a long time ago. He also glanced at Idani Pouya for a moment, wanting to know how his opponent's emotional state was. To his surprise, though, the man looked nonchalant, not showing any flustered reaction other than dissatisfaction, even with his own position being this bad.

'Is it because he is good at hiding his emotions?' Sheva wondered inwardly. However, he shook his head quickly, throwing this idea as far away from his head as possible, as the boy found a more plausible answer. 'No, he just doesn't treat this game with the same importance level that I do here.'

Indeed, for Sheva, this was a big event, as he was so close to winning his first match against a grandmaster. However, for Idani Pouya, this was probably just a normal defeat against a genius player, and the man was probably used to it by now. After all, he himself had been used as the stepping stone for the other Iranian geniuses, so other than dissatisfaction, he probably felt numb by now.

If that was the case, honestly, Sheva pitied the man here. It must be suck to have his career stuck and just being used like this, having his dignity trampled over and over again, especially since the man was also a genius in the past. He couldn't imagine what he would do if he were on Idani Pouya's feet. Hell, he probably retired on the spot, not wanting to get closer to the chessboard again for the rest of his life.

Well, that was IF he was on the man's feet. Since he was not in that position, Sheva could only feel pity, but that didn't mean he would show any mercy here.

'Don't worry, Mister Pouya. I will use you as my stepping stone to leap higher than any geniuses that you have ever faced before.' Sheva vowed inwardly. 'But for now, please, die in my hand first, okay?'

The game continued, and while Sheva was so close to getting Idani Pouya's king, the Iranian grandmaster also showed strong resistance, not willing to lose so easily. However, Sheva quickly outsmarted his opponent by rerouting his knight back into the E3 square, threatening to take the pawn on the D5 square.

Idani Pouya thought for a while, and in the end, he decided to give up that pawn completely so that his king could run away from its chaser. It wasn't like he didn't want to protect that pawn, especially since his own knight in the B6 square was capable of doing that. However, the Iranian grandmaster thought further and realized that once he had done that, he would just block his own escape route in the future, so protecting the pawn was impossible in his mind.

However, that didn't mean his position was getting better. Hell, if anything, he was trapped in the web of desperation, where any move he made would only choke him more, bringing him closer to death. Idani Pouya himself also realized that. However, he still wanted to play, chasing a glimpse of a miracle that seemed to be so far away from his reach. In the end, though, after struggling for more than two hours, the man finally accepted his fate, sighing in defeat before offering a handshake.

He resigned, giving Sheva his first-ever win against a grandmaster.

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