Huadu's strongest master against the sky

Chapter 10 [Qin Lingtian, the first son of Jincheng]

"70 strokes, 74 strokes lower than Zhuo Shao's score in Dongying Tournament, and can rank sixth!"

"Young Master Zhuo is a genius!"

Everyone looked at Zhuo Feiyang with admiration.

"Phew, he performed supernormally! There is pressure to be motivated. Young Master Ye's [-] shots put too much pressure on him."

Zhuo Feiyang said while wiping his sweat, his face was full of joy.

He glanced at Qin Lingyue from time to time, seeing Qin Lingyue's surprised expression, Zhuo Feiyang was very satisfied, and felt his body was light.

"Young Master Ye, please, let us have a good look at the next [-] shots. I think the whole world will be boiling!"

Zhuo Feiyang smiled meaningfully, and stared at Ye Qingtian playfully.

"Well, let's see it!"

Qin Lingyue said coldly.

After knowing Ye Qingtian for two days, he blew the earth-shattering words twice.

The first time: Possess the power to make the Kang family bow down.

The second time: Played golf with [-] strokes.

Two absolutely impossible things.

"it is good!"

Ye Qingtian grabbed the pole casually and held it in a comfortable posture.

But this posture is extremely funny to others, and it is completely different from the standard grip.

"An expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move. At first, I thought Young Master Ye was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but now it seems that he really can't!"

"Yes, I will lose if I complete 150 strokes with this grip position!"

"Eighteen strokes? I think I missed a zero, 180 strokes?"

The surroundings were laughing or mocking, watching Ye Qingtian was like watching a joke.

Qin Lingyue only felt that her face was burning hot, it was simply too embarrassing.

"You are still……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Chu Zhijun: "Let's just watch."

"Let's get started, Young Master Ye!"

Zhuo Feiyang urged.

Suddenly, Ye Qingtian swung out with a single stroke and sent the ball flying...

Immediately, everyone's eyes were aligned with the trajectory of the ball.

"puff!"

Everyone was laughing, how can anyone play like this?

This is clearly a random fight!
"Whoosh!"

The ball drew an arc in mid-air and went straight into the distance.

"Hahaha……"

Zhuo Feiyang and the others laughed out loud.

Chu Zhijun's face was full of pride, Ye Qingtian was just a clown in her eyes.

"Damned to death!"

Qin Lingyue didn't even dare to look and closed her eyes.

"what?"

The next moment, everyone was stunned.

Because the ball fell firmly into the par-three hole!

Scored the par-[-] hole in one.

Ye Qingtian hit an eagle!
A two-under-par hole-in is an eagle.

It is even rarer than a birdie. Whenever it appears in a professional game, it will be directly selected as one of the best shots of the day.

"My God, it turned out to be an eagle ball!"

The crowd was amazed.

"Isn't it too confusing? The first shot is an eagle?"

Fat Tiger opened his mouth wide and shouted in disbelief.

"He's just so lucky, he has the ability to make another one!"

"boom!"

With the second shot, the ball is thrown high.

Finally, it fell firmly into the hole.

"Another eagle! Hiss!"

Everyone was shocked, and the sound of gasping for air continued.

"Third eagle!"

Everyone just vomited blood.

"God, go nuts, fourth eagle!"

Everyone stood there like walking dead.His face was as dead ashes, so pale that there was no trace of blood.

Especially Qin Lingyue's changes were the most obvious, with expressions of disdain, doubt, astonishment, and disbelief intertwined.

He...he is so strong?
With eagles on all four par-[-] holes, can he really complete the myth of par-[-] and [-]-hole?
Qin Lingyuefang's heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to fly out of her throat.

Just as Ye Qingtian was about to attack the par four hole, he looked far away, but saw an acquaintance not far away: Concubine Hua Qing.

She was playing golf with some clients, and some of them came towards her unexpectedly.

Ye Qingtian had the urge to scold the streets, and he would meet Concubine Hua Qing wherever he went.

Dog skin plaster!
"You guys play, I still have something to do."

Ye Qingtian dropped the pole, turned and left.

"Hey……"

When everyone reacted, Ye Qingtian was nowhere to be seen.

"Four consecutive eagle shots, he is too scary, right?"

Everyone was sweating profusely, not from heat, but from fear.

"If he keeps playing, will he finish at [-]?"

Fat Tiger asked the question in everyone's mind.

Zhuo Feiyang shook his head: "Impossible! The rest are par-[-] and par-[-] holes, both in distance and difficulty than the par-[-] holes. It is absolutely impossible to make a hole in one!"

"That's right, how can it be done with such a long distance between par-[-] and par-[-] holes?"

Others chimed in.

Chu Zhijun said coldly: "That's right, the distance of the par-229 holes is generally less than 229 meters. The distance of the par-430 holes is between 430 meters and [-] meters, and the distance of the par-[-] holes is more than [-] meters. Calculation requires skills, environment, weather and other factors, so how could it be possible to score in one shot?"

Everyone thought about it, at a distance of four to five hundred meters, such a small hole could not be seen, let alone hit it with one shot.

Zhuo Feiyang looked complicated, and analyzed: "To be honest, Ye Dashao is top-notch, and I am far behind. But his score is definitely above 65, which is far from 18. Otherwise, he would not leave in a hurry, I guess It is to find a step down."

"Why do I think it is possible to ace all [-] shots? He managed all the first four shots!"

Qin Lingyue was quite shocked and couldn't help saying.

Zhuo Feiyang showed a slight smile: "Sister Lingyue, there are still people in Jincheng who have made all the eagle shots on the par-[-] holes."

"Well? Is there anyone else?"

Not only Qin Lingyue was stunned, but the others were also stunned, looking at Zhuo Feiyang curiously.

"That's right, and this person is none other than your elder brother Qin Lingtian! I saw with my own eyes that he shot an incredible 68!"

Zhuo Feiyang said with envy and admiration from the bottom of his heart.

When Qin Lingtian was mentioned, Fat Hu and the others changed their colors one after another.

Qin Lingyue was also shocked, but more relieved.

When Chu Zhijun heard this name, her pretty face blushed subconsciously, her eyes were full of embarrassment.

Qin Lingtian, the third generation genius of the Qin family.

Better than his father Qin Yunlei, he is the future head of the Qin family.

He is good at almost every field, an all-around evil genius.

He is also the number one young man in Jincheng, and many dude young men are convinced by him.

Some people even predicted that he would be able to compete with the young masters of several wealthy families in Tianjing in the future!
He is also the male god in countless women's dreams, and Chu Zhijun is no exception. Her greatest wish is to marry Qin Lingtian.

It's just that Qin Lingtian has someone in his heart, and he only falls in love with Concubine Hua Qing.

Of course, everyone thought that only Qin Lingtian in Jincheng was worthy of Concubine Hua Qing.

"So, although Ye Qingtian has a high level, it is impossible for him to achieve the myth of eighteen strokes?"

Qin Lingyue said.

"Of course, otherwise, why would he leave? He clearly wanted to find a way to go down!"

Everyone was relieved, although they were shocked.

(End of this chapter)