Chapter 467 He is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger
Can a rookie dare to challenge an expert?
This is crazy enough, but what's even crazier is that this rookie actually took 1 million as a bet.
Idiot!
Brainless!
idiot!
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At this moment, Lu Yingcai wanted to laugh. He wanted to laugh at Ye Zihao's stupid behavior.
You are obviously a rookie, but you have to pretend to be awesome? If you don't have the ability to pretend, you are not called awesome, but you are called a fool.
Faced with such a good opportunity to express himself, how could Lu Yingcai give up?
So, without even thinking about it, he agreed immediately and said, "Okay! I promise you! Let's decide the winner in 3 sets and 2 games!"
"Then please give me more advice." Ye Zihao said with a faint smile.
Lu Yingcai snorted coldly and said nothing.
Maybe someone made a bet, and a lot of spectators gathered at the scene.
It didn't take long for the two of them to start competing.
"You come first, or me?" Lu Yingcai asked coldly with a black face.
"casual!"
Ye Zihao shrugged his shoulders and said.
"You're a rookie, you should go first, otherwise others will think I'm bullying you."
Lu Yingcai's villainous demeanor is very annoying.
"Then I accept it!"
Ye Zihao smiled disapprovingly, then placed the white ball on the serving line, adjusted his posture, and then stretched out his hand to push.
I saw the club hit the white ball and knocked it out all of a sudden.
I don't know if it was his first try or for some reason, but Ye Zihao really couldn't respect the putt.
Seeing this white ball, it flew out directly and hit Lu Yingcai on the opposite side.
The white ball hit Lu Yingcai's crotch, and the "birdie" was hit.
"Ouch!"
Seeing Lu Yingcai scream, his mouth opened in an O shape, almost big enough to stuff an egg in, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face turned pale.
Obviously, the ball just hit was so painful.
right!
It hurts!
"I'll go! This guy is so unlucky!"
"I think he must be in pain!"
"It's weird to be hit with a ball like this!"
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The audience at the scene was amused by the funny scene just now.
Everyone who has played table tennis has tried it, especially beginners. It is easier to fly the white ball with one shot.
"Mr. Lu! Well... well, I'm sorry. I just started learning and don't know how to exert my strength. I'm sorry."
Ye Zihao didn't expect such a funny scene to happen, so he could only laugh awkwardly.
"You...you you!"
Lu Yingcai was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. So many people were laughing at him. His teeth were rubbing up and down. If he hadn't been concerned about his image, he would have started to curse people long ago.
In desperation, he could only curse secretly in his heart: Damn it! You... couldn't you just take aim and strike? Damn it! It hurt me so much just now.
When someone hit the "little bird", Lu Yingcai knew it was an accident, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it.
"Hmph! A rookie is a rookie! You... look at me, what do I mean by a master!"
After Lu Yingcai's balls stopped hurting so much, he could slowly move.
Since Ye Zihao made a mistake in serving just now, it was Lu Yingcai's turn to serve this time.
Lean over!
aim!
Putt!
You can see that his movements are done in one breath, and he seems to have the demeanor of a professional player.
"Crack!"
At this time, he controlled his power and pushed the ball along with the trend.
The white ball hit the pile of colored balls very accurately. After a moment, with a "pop" sound, the white ball knocked the colored balls away.
The colored balls suddenly became chaotic like an exploding ant nest, rolling on the table in an irregular manner.
At this time, a No. 5 ball entered the net.
Ball No. 5 hits the net!
There were exclamations of surprise for a while.
"This guy is really a master!"
"sharp!"
"It seems that the man is destined to lose!"
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Lu Yingcai's outstanding skills made the people present burst into gasps of exclamation.
Since Lu Yingcai hit an odd-numbered ball, he had to chase other odd-numbered balls.
Maybe it was because he had won an amateur championship before, and then he played steadily and wiped out all the odd-numbered balls on the table.
However, he made a mistake on his final shot.
Despite this, he had already won this game, because even if Ye Zihao sent all the even-numbered balls into the net, his score would not be enough to catch up with Lu Yingcai.
"Did you see that? This is called a master! If you surrender now, you can lose half of it! Haha!"
Lu Yingcai said with an arrogant expression and deliberately provocative.
"Surrender? The word 'surrender' has never been in the dictionary of my life."
Ye Zihao smiled lightly and said.
"Hmph! Don't be arrogant. If you wait and I win the next round, you will lose."
Lu Yingcai gritted his teeth and glared at him.
Soon, the second round began.
In order to show his generosity, this time Lu Yingcai pretended to be "courteous" to Ye Zihao and let him serve first.
Seeing Ye Zihao holding the club, he looked very calm.
Soon he leaned down and glanced at the pile of colored balls. The next second, his eyes were as sharp as a flying eagle.
Putt!
Master the power!
action!
Done in one go!
"Crack!"
The white ball was seen hitting the pile of colored balls at a very fast speed. After a crisp impact, the colored balls seemed to be exploded and suddenly flew around the table.
After a while!
There was actually a No. 7 ball that entered the net.
"Wow!"
Everyone had always thought that Ye Zihao was a rookie, but now that they unexpectedly saw a No. 7 ball, they would inevitably be surprised.
Um? He...how did he improve so quickly?
Lu Yingcai frowned. Ye Zihao's batting posture just now was very standard. It was completely different from the first time he touched the ball.
"Can you play pool?"
At this time, even Liu Yan on the side couldn't help but ask.
"No way!"
"But the posture you played just now was very standard!"
"Hey! This might be called talent!"
Ye Zihao smiled. In fact, this was not a talent, but his amazing observation ability.
He was carefully observing Lu Yingcai's batting posture just now, and secretly remembered it in his mind.
After some observation, Ye Zihao finally grasped the secret of the process.
Therefore, he understood the blow just now.
"Tch! It's just good luck!"
Lu Yingcai sneered disdainfully, but Ye Zihao smiled disapprovingly and said: "Luck is also a part of strength!"
"Blow! Keep blowing! I don't believe you've always been so lucky!"
Lu Yingcai sneered disdainfully, his expression as arrogant as two hundred and fifty.
But what happened next made everyone stunned.
Seeing Ye Zihao hitting all the odd-numbered balls like a flowing stream.
Skillful moves!
Standard posture!
Hit the hole!
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His terrifying skills stunned everyone present.
Nima!
Was he pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?