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Chapter 108 Practice

"Yeah, the most important thing is that this time, he doesn't know whether it was luck or his deliberate positioning. The white ball is easy to hit six points, and then as long as he is a little lighter, he can go down and go over there.

red ball!"

After Tan Xiaoxiao looked at the situation on the table, he also helped analyze it.

"I'm just afraid that he won't be able to hit the six-pointer! It's already nine points now. If the six-pointer is scored, it will be fifteen points, which is very good. A rookie can score more than ten points with one stroke. Now Zhang Haifeng

It’s not divided yet!”

After Bai Bing thought about it, she felt a little dumbfounded. She really didn't expect that Ye Lang was so talented. He could learn it at once, and he was quite powerful!

"Damn it, isn't it a coincidence? I've scored three goals in a row!"

Zhang Haifeng almost regretted it to death. If he had known that Ye Lang was very accurate, he shouldn't have scattered the ball so much with one stroke, giving Ye Lang a chance to show off.

He quickly shook his head, clenched his fists and thought: "He is just a novice after all. He will definitely make mistakes soon. I will definitely not lose to him!"

"Bang!"

Sure enough, this time, after Ye Lang hit the hole, he didn't go into the hole. After turning around at the entrance of the hole, it bounced away.

"I'll go, it's just a little bit close!"

Ye Lang was a little speechless and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this thing is not that easy to learn. When you shoot, your hands must not shake. You must be very steady when you hear it!"

Seeing that Ye Lang didn't score, Zhang Haifeng was instantly happy: "Haha, boy, your talent is quite good and you can learn much faster than ordinary people. But, I have been playing billiards since I was a child and have been playing for so many years.

I'm afraid there aren't many opponents within a ten-mile radius of me, so how can you possibly beat me?"

"Hey, such a good ball, what a pity!"

Tan Xiaoxiao and Bai Bing looked at each other and were speechless. However, Ye Lang was able to score three goals at once, which exceeded their expectations.

"Haha, Master Zhang, it's your turn. The kid just now must have been lucky. Didn't he reveal his secret so quickly? A novice is destined to be a novice, how can he control the whole audience?"

A rich second-generation man on Mr. Zhang's side suddenly said with a smile.

"You talk a lot of nonsense, hurry up!"

Ye Lang walked aside and prepared to let Zhang Haifeng play ball.

Zhang Haifeng walked over, smiled coldly at Ye Lang, and then leaned down.

It has to be said that Zhang Haifeng is really a master. After he seized an opportunity, he directly scored dozens of points and sealed the victory.

Finally, when there were only three balls left on the stage, he made a mistake.

"Boy, there are only five, six, seventy-three colored balls left on this table. Even if you hit them all, adding these 18 points, your score is not as much as mine, so you have lost!

"

After Zhang Haifeng won the first game, he felt proud.

"Hey, Ye Lang, look, the other party is too powerful. You are no match at all. If you practice for another month or two, with your talent, you may be able to give him a try. But now, I'm afraid you're still not that good.

Heat!"

Tan Xiaoxiao sighed, walked to Ye Lang's side, and said helplessly.

"I'll set the ball, hey, congratulations to Master Zhang for winning the first game. I beat him 100 million today. Remember to invite your brothers to the bar tonight!"

The guy who took the initiative to swing the ball ran over with a smile and was about to swing the ball to start the second game.

Zhang Haifeng smiled and said: "No problem, don't worry, I won 100 million, I'll treat you to a big dinner, go to the bar in the evening, and have fun!"

At this time, Zhang Haifeng seemed to feel that victory was within his grasp, not to mention feeling extremely proud.

This time, he embarrassed Ye Lang in front of Tan Xiaoxiao. This kid was really a fool. He had just learned billiards, but he still dared to challenge an experienced player like him. Isn't this asking for trouble?

"Wait a minute, I haven't hit these three balls yet!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Lang stood up and stopped the opponent from swinging the ball.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

Zhang Haifeng also looked confused: "Ye Lang, are you stupid? Even if you can score these three balls, then you are still a loser. Is there any need to fight? Haha, not to mention, according to the score

Come and fight, first hit five points, then hit six points, and finally hit seven points. The angle of the five points now is not very good. You will definitely not be able to hit it with your skills, so don’t even think about it. If you can’t hit it, I’ll call you later.

Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if you lose even more points if you score?"

Ye Lang smiled faintly: "When I watched you fight just now, I learned something again, and I found that I have made progress again."

Having said this, Ye Lang paused, and regardless of other people's opinions, he slowly walked to the white ball, then bent down and assumed a posture to score five points: "I will score these three balls."

If so, I can at least use it as practice to improve my skills!"

"puff!"

Zhang Haifeng laughed directly: "You just think of it as practicing? Just practice three more balls and you can beat me? You are really funny. Can the improvement of this skill be improved in a day or two? Everyone

After ten or eight years of training, without a little bit of accumulation, it is impossible to become a master. Just practice, I would like to see if you can become a master if you play one more stroke!"

Even the proprietress of the billiards hall stood aside and shook her head slightly. She naturally knew that improving the skills of billiards was a long-term process, which was achieved by practicing one shot at a time.

How is it possible to rise to the level of defeating Zhang Haifeng?

"Crack!"

The five-pointer was scored by Ye Lang with one shot, and the white ball quickly reached a position where it was easier to score a six-pointer, and it was even easier to reach the seven-pointer.

"Crack!"

The six-point ball was easily hit by Ye Lang. The white ball really stopped in a good position to hit the seven-point ball.

"Crack!"

The last seven-point ball was also hit, and the three balls were actually beaten by Ye Lang and ended immediately.

Everyone knows that even if Ye Lang gets in, the round will be lost.

But Ye Lang scored three goals in succession so quickly and easily, and he still had to score them in order. This was undoubtedly quite difficult, and Ye Lang actually did it.

After seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded. Even Zhang Haifeng, who was preparing to go out to treat guests at night, frowned at this time.

If Ye Lang scored three goals in a row at the beginning, there was an element of coincidence, but this time, there was absolutely no element of coincidence, it was all due to his strength.

"Can he really control his strength and even move easily? Is this really something he just learned?"

Zhang Haifeng frowned, his face gloomy.

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