Almighty Sportsman

Chapter 137 I did my best towards Lumen
Chao Lumen was shocked, "Is it really that accurate?"

At this time, he was very complicated. He felt that Yi Qian had played these few shots really well, but also felt that every shot was killing his self-confidence.

From the beginning, he felt that it was absolutely impossible for Yi Qian to clear Taiwan.

After K lived two balls, he felt that the chances were very small.

Up to now, Yi Gan didn't choose the K-ball, he felt that there was something wrong with Yi Gan's choice.

But Yi Gan didn't even drop into the pocket with a slight push, but directly scored with force, which gradually shook his confidence.

He actually had a strong feeling that Yi Qian was absolutely sure that he could score in this very difficult Black Eight!

"Why would I think this way? How can this kind of ball be absolutely sure?"

This ball is not close to the edge of the library, it can be rotated to achieve the effect of slipping the edge of the library.

But the black eight is still a little away from the edge of the library, so it must be played very accurately.

Not only that, the force must be particularly good, and the strength and speed can be transmitted to Hei Ba.

Otherwise, even when amateurs feel it, they can hit that precise point.

However, due to the low level of strength, Hei Ba had no strength to stop before reaching the mouth of the pocket.

As for Yi Gan's strength, from the 8 rounds of clearing the table, and the few difficult balls in this round, the level is still very high.

Chao Lumen had experienced quite a lot of storms, but at this moment he was actually a little timid and a little scared.

He closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at the ball again.

Although Yiqian has a prop bonus, it can ensure a goal.

But the control of the white ball still depends on oneself.

If the club technique is not used properly, or if a messy spin is added, it is very likely that the white ball that hits the target ball will not be controlled and will fall out of the pocket instead.

In the current situation, as long as Chao Lumen, who is easy to make mistakes and holds a free ball, will definitely clear the table with one shot and take the victory directly.

Therefore, even if Yiqian is backed by the system, he is cautious and cautious.

The technique and power of each shot are carefully considered, and the most reliable plan is used to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Especially now that there is only one black eight left to decide the outcome, it is even more important not to be careless.

Yi Qian observed the route several times, and made sure that as long as he did not use too high or too low pole method.

As long as it is the natural line of the middle shot, even if the force is too strong, the white ball will go straight left and right after bouncing back and forth a few times, without the risk of falling into the bottom pocket or the middle pocket.

Observe carefully, think clearly, and then Yiqian starts to move.

After countless pole trainings, his aiming, stance, and shots have completely become instinctive behaviors.

All he has in his eyes is the white ball, the black eight, and the ever-changing goal percentage.

Yi Gan patiently waited until the number reached more than 80%.

"Use props, I want to win!"

Using props to assist goals many times, the timing of Yiqian has been very good.

At the same time as the shot, the display of the goal hit rate has become 100%!

The white ball precisely hit the most accurate goal point above the black ball.

After Hei Ba was hit, he moved forward smoothly.

Yi Qian shot this shot with a very fast acceleration, and everyone at the scene only had time to hear the action of hitting the ball, and Hei Ba had already fallen into the bag in response.

And the white ball ran back and forth three times on the left side of the library, and finally stopped slowly.

After the referee confirmed the goal and there was no foul, he raised his hand and read out.

"The score is 9 to 8, Yi Gan wins, the game is over!"

At this moment, the live broadcast room has turned into a sea of ​​shock.

"I am silly."

"Chao Lumen thought to himself, I defended myself, but I got kicked into Qingtai, and there was nothing I could do."

"Today I saw a god, God please be worshiped by my younger brother!"

"Chao Lumen tried his best, and he didn't even make mistakes, but Yi Qian is too strong!"

"It's not that our side is weak, but the opposite is Gundam."

Zhang Jian jumped up excitedly and applauded Zhang Fei and Bu Zijian who were equally excited.

The audience spontaneously applauded, thunderous is no longer enough to describe, it should be regarded as a tsunami.

Although Chao Lumen's eyes were closed, it did not affect the crisp sound of Yi Qian hitting the black ball, the referee's announcement, and the applause of the audience.

He opened his eyes reluctantly, and the corners of his mouth were full of bitterness.

"I really tried my best!"

The opponent won impeccably, of course, but he was still a little uncomfortable, and even wanted to cry.

In all fairness, before this round, Chao Lumen scored all kick-offs in all kick-off rounds, and then cleared the table.

Whether it was offense or defense, he did his best in this game, but he still lost.

This result really made him a little hard to accept, with a feeling of powerlessness.

"Did I play too conservatively?"

Yi Gan would never have imagined that this game of his own would actually change the batting style of a first-class golfer.

After this game, Chao Lumen's style changed drastically, from both offensive and defensive to the ultimate offensive flow.

His mantra is, "I won't give anyone another chance!"

After Yi Gan scored the black eight and won, he couldn't feel the joy.

For this game, he was under tremendous pressure, solving one by one, putting all his concentration and energy into it.

At this time, he finally got his wish, and while he was relieved, he felt a little bit about to collapse.

When shaking hands with Chao Lumen, the opponent said a lot, but he didn't hear a word.

Nodding numbly, he turned and walked towards Lumen, then sat in his seat blankly, unable to calm down for a long time.

It was Zhang Fei and the others who were in a hurry to celebrate but found that Yi Qian hadn't come to join them.

Only then did he find that Yi Gan was sitting on the player's seat, his expression neither sad nor happy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Damn..." Zhang Jiangang was about to shout, but Bu Zijian forcibly covered his mouth.

"Cough, cough!" Zhang Jian blushed from the suffocation and his neck was thick. After finally recovering, he glared at Bu Zijian angrily, "Old Pu, what are you doing? You almost choked me to death."

"I'm sorry, Xiaojian, Brother Gan is probably just realizing it, so let's not disturb him for now."

Bu Zijian rubbed Zhang Jian's neck with a smiling face and explained.

"Well, I hope that's what you said, and I forgive you."

Zhang Jian's emotions come and go quickly.

Yi Gan didn't know how long he sat there, it seemed that someone around him kept talking to him, but he couldn't make out what he was saying.

Gradually, the surrounding became quieter and quieter, and Yi Qian finally came out of this state.

"Whoo~~~"

Yi Qian let out a long breath, feeling as if he had returned to the human world.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Zhang Fei's concerned voice was heard next to his ears, and Bu Zijian and Zhang Jian also helped to check his situation.

"I'm fine, it's just the first time I've fought to this extent, and my energy has been exhausted."

Yi Qian took the bottle of water from Bu Zijian and drank it in one gulp.

"Zhang Fei helped me pack up my clubs, let's go together when I'm done."

Although Yi Gan regained some energy, he felt that it was still a bit difficult to move his body, so he waved his hand with difficulty, apologetically, and gave instructions to Zhang Fei.

When Zhang Fei helped Yi Gan pack his clubs and Bu Zijian helped Zhang Jian pack the live broadcast equipment.

Yi Gan finally freed up his energy to check what he had gained from winning this game.

(End of this chapter)