C691 Four Consecutive Goals Victory!
C691 Four Consecutive Goals Victory!
Some people couldn't be saved. Forget it, he gave up.
Everyone looked at Lee Yifann with a mocking expression. Lee Yifann was probably the most arrogant guy they had ever seen.
"Brat, hurry up and go! I want to see how you lose the most!" Shu Zhiqiang could not wait to see Lee Yifann fall.
Lee Yifann ignored him and walked to the table with a smile on his face. He lifted up the Cue, and the Vital Qi condensed once again. With a tap of the Cue, it exploded.
Bang!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the White Ball, and they followed the trail of the White Ball.
Pah!
A clear sound rang out as the White Ball struck a red ball.
Shua!
"I made it!"
"So fast?"
Shua!
"He entered again? This should be the second combo, right?"
"The score is tied once again!"
When the second ball landed, Shu Zhiqiang's heart skipped a beat.
"It's fine! It's only the second ball, and the score is just the same. He won't be able to win!" He consoled himself in his heart.
Shua!
"It can't be, right? The third ball?"
"Oh my god, another three-ball?"
"Isn't this too heaven defying? Two three-pointer goals in one shot, am I dreaming?"
Everyone felt a bout of dizziness. Their heads could not wrap around it at all.
Shu Zhiqiang's expression was a little ugly. He had never thought that Lee Yifann would hit another three-pointers ball.
This time, Lee Yifann's score surpassed his!
"Damn it..." Shu Zhiqiang clenched his fist tightly. His heart was filled with anger as he stared at the table.
When he saw that the White Ball was still rolling, as if it still had some energy left, his expression became even uglier. A bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.
"It can't be? The White Ball hasn't stopped? Is this the rhythm of another collision?"
"This is already the third ball. Normally, the ball would be exhausted at this point. Why does this ball still have so much strength?"
"It can't be that he's going to score the fourth round, right?"
Everyone's mouths were wide open as they stared at the table in disbelief.
After the White Ball hit the coffee colored ball, its strength and speed began to weaken greatly. When it touched the edge of the table, it bounced back. Then, under everyone's astonished gazes, it actually turned around and rolled towards the edge of the table.
There, a blue ball was lying quietly. It was less than ten centimeters away from the grid next to it.
The White Ball rolled towards the blue ball at a neither fast nor slow speed.
"Is it going to hit the blue ball?" This thought immediately surfaced in the minds of some people.
"No! Don't hit it!" Shu Zhiqiang kept praying in his heart. The blue ball was only ten centimeters away from the grid. As long as he used a small amount of strength, he would be able to hit the ball.
Once the blue ball fell, the score would be 4 points. Including the previous score, Lee Yifann's total score would be 8 points. He would win directly!
Then he would lose!
This was an outcome Shu Zhiqiang absolutely did not want to see.
The speed at which the White Ball rolled became slower and slower. Everyone's hearts were in their throats. At that moment, it was as if the entire world had become silent. In everyone's world, there was only that single White Ball.
"Enter! We must enter!" Fu Bai stared at the White Ball, standing on his own side. He really hoped that Lee Yifann would win, because he hated Shu Zhiqiang.
Ruan Qingqing had unknowingly also stood at the edge of the table. She held her palm tightly and had a tense expression on her face. She kept roaring in her heart, "You are not allowed to go in, you must not go in!"
She hated Lee Yifann, so she did not want to go in with this ball.
Everyone had different thoughts. Some people wanted to go in, while others did not.
The White Ball continued to roll, getting closer and closer to the basketball. It was like an old horse. It could no longer run wild on the grassland when it was strong. It could only drag its heavy and old body, struggling to move forward.
When it was only ten centimeters away from the basketball, everyone held their breath.
The White Ball seemed to have stopped rolling. In a trance, everyone saw it stop.
"It stopped? That's great!" Shu Zhiqiang was overjoyed. If the ball stopped, the blue ball would not be able to get in. He had won this match.
However, his excitement did not last long. The White Ball suddenly rolled again.
It was like a horse that was about to die. It roared and rushed forward, erupting with the final glory of its life, and the last rays of light.
Pah!
The crisp sound of the ball hitting the ground caused the entire world to quieten down.
The blue ball received the white ball's baton, and like a relay player, it rolled gently.
Shua!
The ball rolled into the grid.
The entire table was dead silent. Even a pin drop could be heard. After a long while, everyone could only hear the sound of people breathing.
In the next second, the sound of people taking in cold breaths rose and fell.
"The ball went in?!"
"Four consecutive balls?! Heavens, how did he do that?"
"Divine Skill!"
Too terrifying, he actually did it!
Everyone couldn't imagine that the match would end with such a dramatic scene.
"He won?"
"Young Master Shu lost!"
When the outcome of the match was decided, everyone's emotions were indescribably complicated.
Slap!
The Cue in Shu Zhiqiang's hand slid down. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning as he stood blankly on the spot. "How is this possible?! I lost! I actually lost! I don't believe it! This isn't real! "
He was simply unable to withstand such a huge blow. It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck him, causing him to collapse.
Ruan Qingqing was also overwhelmed with shock at this moment. She had never thought that Shu Zhiqiang would lose.
A person who had taken the first few places to play table tennis had actually lost to a super rookie who had played table tennis for the first time!
This was too absurd!
If Ruan Qingqing did not see it with her own eyes, she would definitely think that she was dreaming.
At this moment, she looked at Lee Yifann with surprise, shock, doubt, and confusion. All kinds of complicated emotions gathered together.
Could it be that she had misjudged him?
Mo Lingyan's boyfriend was not an ordinary person, but a hidden expert?
"Haha! Bro, you're good, you actually won!" Fu Bai recovered from his shock and walked to Lee Yifann's side, laughing happily.
The corner of Lee Yifann's mouth curled up. "Didn't you swear that I would lose just now? And you want me to admit defeat and let them let me go? "
Fu Bai instantly had an awkward expression, "This... I thought that you would really lose. After all, his performance was too stable. Three consecutive shots, as long as nothing unexpected happened. He could still get two points for the fourth time. I thought your three times in a row was your limit, even though it was shocking, however, your score was still one point short. However, I didn't expect you to get four points in the last round..."
He had misjudged, everyone had misjudged.
Who would believe that not only did Lee Yifann win in the end, but he also won with a score of four points?
One had to know that a single shot of four goals, even some professional experts might not be able to do it.
All of this was done by a rookie who was playing table tennis for the first time.
Now, Fu Bai suspected that Lee Yifann was not a newbie at all, but a veteran who had played table tennis for many years. He was just pretending that he did not know anything and was playing with them!
"Hey, brother, tell me, are you really not pretending? Is this really your first time playing ball? " Fu Bai was very suspicious.
Lee Yifann spread his hands. "This is indeed my first time playing. I have never played this before."
"What? Are you lying?" Fu Bai couldn't believe it. It was too fake.
This was his first time playing table tennis, yet he could play out four balls in one shot?
This wasn't a human, but a deity.
"Why would I lie to you? It's not good for me to lie to you. The reason I can win is purely because I'm lucky." When Lee Yifann lied, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating.
The reason he could win was purely because of his Photographic Memory skill. He remembered Shu Zhiqiang's posture and the key points of his movements in his mind, and then used the special enhancement of the Vital Qi to play a good ball.
Of course, he would not tell this secret. Once he said it, his secret would be revealed.
"Monster." Fu Bai could only say that Lee Yifann was an out-and-out monster.
"You are the monster!" Lee Yifann rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at Shu Zhiqiang, who had a dull look on his face a long time ago. He said coldly, "Alright, Young Master Shu, it's your turn to fulfill the bet!"