Almighty Sportsman

Chapter 18 Zhang Fei is Out, Yi Qian Gets Angry

Yi Gan looked at the scene on the court, and at this time Ma Chenyang kicked off.

I saw his body leaning down slightly, making short dribbles, sending out the club softly as usual.

The white ball hit the No. 7 ball on the side, and the ball pile only shook slightly, scattered slightly, and no target ball was pocketed.

Yi Qian frowned. Other fans may not have watched many Zhongba games, so they don't know this kick-off tactic.

Others said that Ma Chenyang had no strength to drive and would not be able to drive.

In fact, this tee shot is called a "birdie rush."

It is a way of deliberately controlling the power and shape of the tee shot, especially suitable for small amateur games that do not require tee-off effects.

It is often seen when players are not able to hit the ball vigorously, or when the number of kick-offs is not dominant.

If you are playing against a player who is weaker than you, you don't open up the situation very clearly and don't let your opponent have a good chance to clear the table, but you are forced to compete with yourself in the mid game and your overall strength.

After all, the tee shots are lucky and the balls are scattered well. Many amateur players can also clear the table. It seems that there is not much difference between them and professional players.

But if it is a complex ball shape, amateur players are basically at a loss and helpless, and the situation is easily controlled by stronger professional players.

Yi Gan consulted Li Qiang next to him in a low voice so as not to disturb the golfers.

"Qiangzi, how is Zhang Fei, how is he playing?"

"Hey, Zhang Fei is too awesome. You didn't see it just now, but he cleared the table with a bang bang bang bang. Ma Yang couldn't hold it anymore. He was so soft-hearted that he couldn't even open the ball."

Looking at Li Qiang who looked smug, as if he had won, Yi Gan sighed in his heart, "Zhang Fei, I'm afraid he's dead."

Sure enough, just like what Yi Qian was worried about.

Since there is no good opportunity to get started, even if there is a chance, it is difficult to finish it.

It is often scored one goal, two goals to interrupt the attack.

The aggressive Qingtai just now seems to have misfired

The situation was gradually controlled by Ma Chenyang.

One stroke far exceeds Zhang Fei's accuracy.

All kinds of multi-base lines ran out of exquisite defense.

Tight control of shots at various professional levels.

Faced with all kinds of complicated rounds, Zhang Fei can sometimes hit a good shot with a flash of inspiration, which arouses cheers from the golfers.

But more often it is helpless, the attack fails or the ball is wrong, and it is given to Ma Chenyang.

As a result, the game slowly fell into the rhythm of Ma Chenyang.

5:6
5:7
5:8
When Ma Chenyang made another desperate defense, Zhang Fei failed to solve the ball and gave a free kick.

Ma Chenyang took action and steadily cleared the stage.

5:9
At the end of the game, Ma Chenyang won and advanced to the final, while Zhang Fei was eliminated.

When the two shook hands, Zhang Fei's eyes were full of unwillingness.

Ma Chenyang didn't even shake hands, chuckled, and led his beautiful companion out of the ball room, and went back to the hotel to rest.

Liu Yun's broadcast is always so timely.

"The final will officially start at 9 o'clock in the evening. Yi Gan will play against Ma Chenyang. Is it the new S-level player in our ball room who is going to be black, or is the professional player better?
"Everyone is welcome to continue watching at 9 o'clock and cheer for your favorite players~"

After the game, many golfers still stayed in the ball room, discussing the game just now.

"This Ma Chenyang is really powerful. There is no chance behind Zhang Fei."

"Hmph, how good is it? Didn't you see that you didn't even shake hands when you won, and you laughed at Zhang Fei."

"No, maybe I'm too tired from beating, forget about it?"

"That can't be said, I think he just looks down on us!"

Yi Gan looked at the dejected Zhang Fei and said softly, "This is the strength of a professional player. Are you afraid?"

"No, I didn't, I'm just a little uncomfortable with failure..." Zhang Fei raised his head angrily, but his voice became smaller and smaller.

"No one can win all the time. Failure is a necessary experience, and even often." Yi Qian's eyes were deep.

"In the future, if you want to play professionally, you will meet Ma Chenyang and even more powerful players. Only when you are not afraid of failure and keep improving, can you finally succeed!"

Although Yi Gan's words are very simple, but after Zhang Fei experienced it, his heart was touched by these words.

He stood up, and the loss and frustration in his eyes were swept away, replaced by firmness and a determination to be brave after knowing his shame.

"I'm going to practice!" Zhang Fei nodded at Yi Gan, and walked away without looking back while holding the club.

"Technology, I can use props to help you speed up your comprehension and connection, but your mentality can only be adjusted by yourself. Fortunately, you are not the kind of person who fails and collapses."

Yi Qian was quite pleased that Zhang Fei could adjust quickly, and he was glad that he had not misjudged the person.

There was still more than an hour to go before the game, and Yi Qian felt that this exercise might not have a very good effect, but would consume energy and willpower instead.

Although there are stamina potions, it is not a panacea after all.

He put the clubs in the club cabinet and left the ball room. He boarded the hour room at the Kew Green Hotel on the second floor of the ball room, ready to rest for a while, recharge his batteries, and prepare for the final.

After sleeping beautifully for more than an hour in the hotel's big bed room, Yi Gan felt refreshed after turning over and getting up, and everything in front of him became clear and natural.

Seeing that Zhang Fei got more than 2000 yuan from practicing in the system, the total has been more than 4100 yuan without cash withdrawal.

In an instant, I felt that I slept so soundly and sweetly.

"Well, it feels good to earn money while sleeping."

"This fell is cool, cool! Cool! Cool!"

When he closed the door and was humming a ditty and was about to go downstairs, he heard the voices of Ma Chenyang and his companions faintly floating in the distance.

"Brother Yang, although it's a small game, there is a live broadcast, so you have to play hard, don't capsize."

Yi Gan heard the voice of a girl, probably the same beauty as Ma Chenyang.

Ma Chenyang's voice seemed nonchalant, "For these amateur players, the basic skills are in a mess, and the second one is simply the same as the first one?
"Which one of the players I won casually in the second place in Chang'an City is not better than them?"

"Small places can't produce many talents, you put your heart in your stomach."

"If it really comes back, I'll buy you an LV!"

"That being said, why do I still expect you not to win?" the beauty joked.

The two flirted all the way, their voices became smaller and smaller, and they walked farther away.

Yi Gan came out from the corner, his face livid, trembling with anger.

I didn't expect to be despised by others before the game started.

He originally thought that Ma Chenyang was a professional player, and he was a guest at any rate when he came to Xiongguan City to play.

After the game, he also taught amateur players, and everyone treated him with respect.

Unexpectedly, people look down on amateurs like them behind the scenes, and even their hometown is despised.

Yi Qian felt that a ball of anger was burning in his heart, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

"There are no talents in a small place? I will show you the strength of our small place people today!"

Yi Gan gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Even if all the points are used to buy props today, he must give full play and win against Ma Chenyang!

He is looking forward to seeing what Ma Chenyang looks like when he loses!

(End of this chapter)