Almighty Sportsman

Chapter 66
Yi Gan thanked Meng Jiang with a smile, "Mr. Meng, thank you for your cue last time. It is very easy to use. My golf skills have improved significantly after using your cue. The cue is over a hundred."

Meng Jiang waved his hand and smiled happily, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Meng Jiang only thought that Yi Gan was joking, but what he didn't know was that when Yi Gan confronted Huang Haoxiang, he was really over a hundred shots...

"I feel that your level is about the same as Huang Haoxiang's."

"As for Zifan, although he is very talented in snooker, he is not a professional middle eight player after all, and there may be a little gap between him and Yangzi."

"I'll set an A+ rank for both of you, it's like Yang Zai puts you in front, how about it?"

"As for you, Yangzi, do you know his strength?"

Meng Yang preliminarily determined the classification of Yi Gan and Wang Zifan, but he didn't know Zhang Fei who came with them, so he could only ask Ma Chenyang.

After all, the last time Zhang Fei came to Sanhe, he only played for one night in the eighth district, and Meng Jiang didn't see him, so he didn't understand his strength at all.

Since he came to register, Meng Jiang also had to understand the general strength of the players, divide the grades and handicap conditions, and ensure the fairness and confrontation of the game.

Ma Chenyang was in a daze. The last time he played in the competition, the player who was ranked second was now promoted to the point where he was only one behind?
It sounds like a gap of just one ball, but in fact, from the last two to the first one, it has crossed at least five grades.

Can beat Huang Haoxiang in snooker, does this Yiqian have reached the professional level?

Or is it higher?

How could someone make such great progress!
"Yangzi, what do you think?"

Meng Jiang's inquiry awakened the thoughtful Ma Chenyang.

"okay……"

Just as Ma Chenyang was about to say yes, Meng Jiang suddenly looked down at his phone and apologized in surprise.

"Excuse me, I'll go out and confirm the gear for you when I come back."

Ma Chenyang looked at Meng Jiang's sudden change of attitude and was a little confused.

But the sharp-eyed Yi Qian saw Liu Yongqiang waiting outside after Meng Jiang pushed the door out.

The other party had a gloomy face, seeing Yi Gan's eyes drifting over, he raised his fist and made a gesture of demonstration.

"It seems that this Liu Yongqiang saw us coming in and wanted to do something wrong, but any conspiracy is scum in the face of absolute strength!"

Yi Qian was not surprised at all by Liu Yongqiang's appearance.

Although the other party is the boss of Jingyuan Billiards, it is impossible to command Meng Jiang to refuse to participate in the competition. As long as he can participate in the competition normally, he is not afraid of other tricks and tricks.

After Meng Jiang spoke a few words with Liu Yongqiang, he hurried back.

"Sorry, I just learned about the situation."

Meng Jiang apologized quickly as soon as he sat down, but what he said next was difficult for Ma Chenyang to accept.

"Just now, I heard from the fans that Yi Qian, you and Wang Zifan are even above Huang Haoxiang. They felt that if you set the file too low, it would be unfair to the rest of him."

"After my consideration, I tentatively set the S rank for the three of you, which is the same as Ma Chenyang, Hao Yue and other professional players in the highest rank."

Meng Jiang had already thought about how he would explain if Yi Gan and the others wanted to object.

It turned out that Ma Chenyang was the first one to express his opposition.

"Brother Meng, isn't this too exaggerated?"

"I lost to Yi Gan last time, but Zhang Fei, who was with him, won the second place. We all know Zifan's strength."

"Set them all in S mode. If outsiders tell us, they think we bully golfers from out of town?"

Ma Chenyang was indignant. He always advocated relying on strength to speak. No matter what caused Meng Jiang to change his mind suddenly, he didn't want to let others talk about it.

Ma Chenyang also mistakenly thought that Meng Jiang had received some news, fearing that he would lose, so he deliberately set a high gear for the opponent to ensure his victory.

Just kidding, I don't need this kind of trick to win anyone.

Otherwise, people would think that he, Ma Chenyang, was scared!

In Yi Qian and his plan, Wang Zifan has no idea of ​​transferring to the eighth grade for the time being. This competition is to follow to learn a lot, so it doesn't matter what file he chooses.

Because Wang Zifan's family knows his own business.

In the middle eight, he was not sure even if he faced Zhang Fei, let alone Ma Chenyang and Yi Gan, so he didn't have any expectations for the results in this middle eight competition.

As for Zhang Fei, ever since he planned to come out with Yi Gan and work hard towards becoming a professional player, he wanted to keep improving his level and challenge all kinds of opponents.

So even if his strength is indeed not as good as Ma Chenyang, he is willing to fight on an equal basis against players who are higher than himself.

Yi Gan didn't care much about Liu Yongqiang's little trick. He also felt that the opponent's face would be more painful than the opponent's face when he showed his true strength.

However, he was quite surprised by Ma Chenyang's righteous words, and he felt warm in his heart.

"Chenyang, thank you, but we have been practicing hard recently, so this kind of schedule is acceptable."

After thanking Ma Chenyang first, Yi Qian joked with Meng Jiang again.

"Mr. Meng, your fans are quite well-informed. They even know that our level has improved by leaps and bounds after taking the magic elixir. There is no problem with the S file. Let's watch our performance then."

Meng Jiang blushed, pretending that he didn't understand what Yi Gan said.

He naturally knew that Yi Qian was mocking him for being a partial believer, but Liu Yongqiang made a strong promise, and please be fair and just.

This is not considered malpractice for personal gain, and Meng Jiang followed suit.

"It's a big deal, if it's really hard to fight, I'll help them adjust later."

Meng Jiang felt guilty, and he was ready to talk about it in case the file was too exaggerated.

After confirming the stall, Yi Qian paid the registration fee of 300 yuan and left with the two of them.

Ma Chenyang was still a little reconciled, but after talking to Meng Jiang for a long time, Meng Jiang also smiled wryly and refused to let go, so he had to give up.

"Now we are all at the top level, let's play well and let them see the strength of our team!"

Yi Qian is rather happy with such a set-up, which means that the three of them don't have to accept any handicap from any player, and all the benefits of the three's goals are not discounted.

Among the three, except Wang Zifan who has a private club that he has been practicing for several years.

When Yi Qian and Zhang Fei came from Xiongguan City, neither Yi Qian nor Zhang Fei brought their own clubs.

After all, it is really not worthwhile to check in the entry-level cue that costs a few hundred dollars, and if you want to play professionally, you will definitely need to buy a better cue again.

In particular, Yiqian got the equipment for making custom clubs. Now he doesn’t even need to buy clubs, but he should pay attention to finding good wood suitable for clubs in the future.

With the current level of solid basic skills of the three of them, even if they use the golf clubs in the golf room, the level they can play will not drop much.

At least Yi Gan felt that it was enough for this match.

But for punches, there is no way to control the tee shot using a public club.

For Form [-], the kick-off is very important, and can even account for half of the decision of the outcome.

Yi Qian went to a ball room equipment area set up separately in the ball room, and bought a mezz pb2 punch for the two of them and himself.

As a classic work of violent punching, this short punch is full of power and is very suitable for kicking off in the eighth form.

"Brother, don't buy it for me, it's a bit wasteful for me to use it."

Wang Zifan didn't expect Yi Gan to buy one for himself. Although it looks pretty, it seems a bit wasteful to use it.

After all, I still have relatively few chances to use it in the future, and snooker games don't need to punch the ball.

"It's okay. After all, there are fewer snooker competitions now. You can also sign up for the middle eight competitions in the future to keep your hand."

Although Yi Qian has no intention of making Wang Zifan turn eight for the time being, he really doesn't need this punch to focus on snooker.

However, Wang Zifan's level has not yet reached a high level, and when he obtained the snooker professional qualification, the snooker competitions he could participate in were limited after all.

If the usual practice feels too monotonous, you can completely change your mood by participating in the Eighth Form competition.

After all, as a professional-level player, participating in competitions will bring Yi Gan much more benefits than training and confrontation.

For Yi Gan, any competition is a genuine RMB, so if you can participate, try not to miss it.

(End of this chapter)