Zhong Xiang was full of confidence, and Yang Hao seemed to be equally confident. There was no sign of the novice's embarrassment or panic at all.
"Brother, the ball you picked is too heavy." There was a man in his thirties next to him who seemed to look down on Zhong Xiang bullying Yang Hao, a novice, and suggested to Yang Hao: "Heavy bowling balls can certainly maintain a more stable line.
, but the requirement for strength is higher. Your third ball just now was not successful because you did not have enough strength."
Yang Hao turned his head and glanced at the man who spoke. He was thirty-four or five years old. He was wearing a casual sportswear and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked polite and somewhat elegant.
Yang Hao smiled lightly at the man and thanked him: "Thank you for reminding me. It's okay. I was just trying my hand just now and didn't use my full strength."
The man seemed to want to give some advice, but after thinking about it he said, "You have to pay attention to balance when exerting force, otherwise the ball will go half way."
Yang Hao nodded: "Okay, I will pay attention to it, thank you."
The man didn't speak again, just smiled and nodded, then stood halfway and watched quietly.
Yang Hao held the ball with three fingers, walked to the edge of the fairway, then took a slight step, bent down, and suddenly swung his right hand forward.
The heavy bowling ball seemed to have suddenly lost its weight. Yang Hao threw it directly against the ground in a straight line. It moved forward rapidly at a shocking high speed, and it had already rushed forward before it could even roll over.
After passing half of the track, it then spun at an astonishing high speed, rolled straight towards the end of the fairway, and finally hit the wooden bottle in the center.
Bang!
A huge and crisp explosion echoed in the empty space of the bowling alley. All the onlookers opened their eyes wide and looked at the wooden pins at the end of the lane that were almost exploding and falling.
All hits!
A straight line, without any deviation, directly hit the wooden bottle in the front!
The ferocious power, the explosive impact, and the rolling and exploding wooden pins show how terrifying power this bowling ball contains!
shock!
sluggish!
Everyone was stunned for a moment. From Yang Hao's three previous attempts, everyone was sure that Yang Hao was not pretending. He was indeed a novice. Even in the last shot, his posture was also terrible.
But the effect he caused was extremely astonishing.
Even if an average person hits a perfect hit, the force will not be so heavy. The wooden pins will only collapse one by one, causing a chain reaction of all falling down. However, the bowling ball thrown by Yang Hao was like a cannonball, directly hitting the wooden pins in front.
on the bottle, and then caused a violent explosion!
Just that nearly exploding sound was enough to make everyone's heart tremble. How much power could it have to create such an effect?
After a moment of silence, cheers, exclamations, and whistles instantly filled the entire space.
"Wow, so handsome!"
"What a powerful shot. This person doesn't look strong. How can he have such powerful explosive power?"
"It looks like we are really going to counterattack. The provocative one looks like he is going to be a fool today."
Jiang Yan was already cheering excitedly: "Yang Hao, you are so handsome, come on, beat him!"
Yukimura Haruko's eyes were also bright and shining. Although she didn't say anything, her bright eyes and excited face showed her inner excitement.
When Tang Meng saw Yang Hao's amazing performance, there was no surprise in his eyes like the others. Instead, the smile on his face seemed a little forced.
The people on Yang Hao's side were cheering, but the people on Zhong Xiang's side looked a little ugly. No one expected that Yang Hao's ball was so violent and efficient. In the first game, he defeated Zhong Xiang.
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The faces of Wang Chao and others no longer had the frivolous look before, and they all looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. When they looked at Zhong Xiang's face, their eyes were a little complicated.
"Damn, what the hell."
Zhong Xiang cursed in a low voice, took a deep breath, relaxed his emotions, walked out, smiled at Yang Hao and said, "That's a good fight."
Yang Hao smiled faintly: "It's my first time touching the ball today. I can't compare to experts like you who can serve as teachers. Let's continue."
What Yang Hao said made Zhong Xiang look extremely unnatural. Even Wang Chao and others next to him looked quite embarrassed. They had provoked Yang Hao and the others in every possible way, and also made teasing remarks to the two girls. Now,
Being hit in the face by Yang Hao's words, there was a faint feeling of pain on his face.
Not far from Yang Hao, the elegant man who had previously persuaded Yang Hao frowned and thought for a moment, then smiled and said to a woman next to him: "He is using force to overcome skill. He has great ideas."
The twenty-seven-year-old woman next to him asked curiously: "Using force to defeat skill?"
The elegant man explained softly: "He is a beginner. He is not familiar with the skills of how to push the ball, and he does not have much sense of the ball. It will be difficult to hit the ball completely if you rely on technology, but his explosive power is
It is surprisingly strong and powerful, so he chose the heaviest bowling ball, because this kind of ball is the hardest to deflect. Under the influence of the huge explosive force, the bowling ball did not even have time to deflect, and had already reached the target, directly
He hit the wooden bottle, so he used force to overcome skill and used his own strengths to make up for his shortcomings."
He didn't speak loudly, but the people around him were often exposed to bowling. When they heard what he said, they all understood and looked at Yang Hao with a little more expectation. I'm afraid he would end up
That's what he thought at first. With his fierce strength, even if he throws it, he can hit it directly.
Zhong Xiang performed well for the second time and made a successful hit. He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something. Yang Hao walked straight up and picked up the heaviest bowling ball again, then walked onto the lane.
Throw the ball out again.
Bang!
The nearly explosive sound, the wooden bottles flying and falling, and the high-speed roll almost in a straight line were basically a perfect copy of the previous action!
There is no difference at all!
The posture is still the same amateurish, even a bit ugly, but the effect is still amazing!
It seems that what everyone is seeing is not a new round of competition, but a replay of Yang Hao's push in the previous round!
Zhong Xiang's face became even heavier, and his mood that had just calmed down suddenly became tense again, and his heart became high.
The game has to continue, but there doesn't seem to be anything surprising in the next game, because no matter how good Zhong Xiang's performance is, he can only tie with Yang Hao at most, but every time Yang Hao throws the ball, it looks like
The copied one rolled across in a straight line at high speed without the slightest difference, and then got a good result with a crisp explosion.
Attentive viewers even noticed that Yang Hao's body posture seemed to become less stiff as he threw the ball again and again, and began to soften, as if there was an extra two points of rhythm.
Bang!
Bang!
…
The explosion went off again and again, and the ball hit again and again. When Yang Hao threw the bowling ball in his hand again and hit the ball again without any doubt, the whole game had lost its meaning.
Zhong Xiang has already lost.
Zhong Xiang was just like Tang Meng before him. Under Yang Hao's steady attacks again and again, he went from uneasy to worried, from worried to fear, and then from fear to collapse. In the end, he even achieved extremely poor results.
He didn't fight to the end, but he collapsed.
The huge bet of one million made his heart lose balance. He originally thought that the one million was a meal delivered to his door, but who knew that he was still being pretended to be a pig and eaten by the tiger. The most important thing was that the other party was really a rookie.
He actually lost to a rookie!
Yang Hao was not surprised at this result. Just like what the elegant man next to him said, he never thought about playing any tricks with the opponent from the beginning. He just used his strength to break the game. The slower he rolled, the easier it would be.
Deflection, the faster it rolls, the faster it is thrown, and the stronger the inertia, the harder it is to deflect as long as it is aimed in the direction. How can Yang Hao's physical fitness at this moment be comparable to that of ordinary people?
The sudden explosive power and the balance of force are no problem for Yang Hao. In the previous three balls, Yang Hao was just getting familiar with the lane and finding the strength that suits him. If he wanted to, he could even use the bowling ball as a ball.
The cannonballs usually fly straight and are thrown over, smashing all the wooden bottles away.
Yang Hao clapped his hands, his expression still calm and relaxed, and smiled softly: "Thank you for the one million. This one million is enough for us to eat many meals."
Zhong Xiang and the others suddenly looked extremely embarrassed. They pretended to be slapped in the face today, but their faces were swollen. Wang Chao was okay and won one hundred thousand, but Zhong Xiang was miserable and lost one million.
These people are still very familiar with each other. Before, everyone was envious of Zhong Xiang for being able to win such a windfall of one million. Now, everyone is more grateful. Fortunately, it was Zhong Xiang who came forward before.
It's not me. If it were me, then I would be the one suffering now.
After Yang Hao returned everything they had said before, he said to the man who was the notary: "Excuse me, please transfer the money to my card."
The man's face looked a little abnormal. He glanced at Zhong Xiang, who looked gloomy, and straightened his expression: "Okay, I'll help you turn around right now."
The man started to handle the transfer, but he scolded Zhong Xiang in his heart, because they had agreed before that he would be the middleman. What he was afraid of was that Yang Hao would default on the account, and after the transaction was completed, he could be given five
Thousands of benefits, but now the benefits are in vain.
Just when he was confused about his whereabouts, Yang Hao seemed to remember something again, and said casually: "Just transfer 1.99 million to me, and the remaining 10,000 will be regarded as your hard work."
When the man heard Yang Hao's words, his face suddenly lit up, "Ha, not bad, I paid you five thousand just now, but now I'm ten thousand. It seems like you've made a profit."
The man was preparing to transfer money, but Zhong Xiang, who looked gloomy, suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute." (To be continued)