Almighty Sportsman

Chapter 82 Gentleman's demeanor, the final game
After the referee came over, he had a puzzled expression on his face.

Yi Gan closed his eyes deeply and then opened them slowly, took a deep breath, and pretended to be relaxed. "My clothes accidentally touched the ball just now, it's a foul."

The original referee team for this competition was under Ma Fei's banner.

As a result, there was a training class in Kyoto today, and they were collectively transferred to participate in the study.

As a result, Sanhe Billiards had to temporarily deploy a referee from another team.

Although this referee has also refereeed many games, this is the first time for this kind of competition.

So when Yi Qian was standing on one leg and half crawling on the table to hit the ball, he didn't go over to check it carefully for the first time.

It would be easy for him to confess to the foul, he was a little shocked and a little uneasy.

He discussed with Yi Gan in a low voice, "Ma Chenyang doesn't seem to have seen it, so you don't have to say anything."

When Yi Qian got up after hitting the ball just now and found that the position of the ball under him had changed, he knew that he had touched the ball.

At that time, there was also a little bit of entanglement in my heart. After all, judging from the unchanged expressions and emotions of the referee, Ma Chenyang, and the audience, no one noticed that Yi Qian had fouled.

Except myself.

He didn't say that if you finish the game successfully, you will win, win the championship, and gain prestige, reputation, and money.

And collect enough championship points to start the next sport and speed up your success.

And if he confesses that the ball is fouled and Ma Chenyang gets a free kick, there is a high chance that he will clear the table.

After the game was tied, both sides came to the match point, and it was Ma Chenyang who kicked off.

If Ma Chenyang kicks off and scores a goal, clear the table.

Then the victory and championship of this game will be handed over to Yi Qian.

And with it, easy money, glory, and a better path to success.

After confirming Yi Gan's answer, the referee signaled to Ma Chenyang to change him to a free kick.

Facing Ma Chenyang who was a little dazed and looked at him in disbelief.

And the admiration, admiration, puzzlement and even regretful eyes of the audience around.

Yi Qian asked himself, "Am I too stupid, is it worth it?"

But looking at Wang Zifan and Zhang Fei's thumbs up and adoring eyes.

Yi Gan's expression stretched, he smiled relievedly, and sat in his seat quietly waiting for the result.

When Ma Chenyang took advantage of this unexpected opportunity and focused on attacking.

There are still many people in the live broadcast room exchanging information about Yiqian's fouls.

"Yi Qian actually admitted to fouling himself, it's okay to be a man."

"Isn't this the basic quality of a professional player? How come it involves being a human being?"

"Not everyone can be like himself, taking out the meat that is almost in his mouth."

"I agree, this is a quality that should be necessary, and it is also a quality that should be encouraged and praised. I have become a fan, and I must watch any easy-to-play games in the future!"

"Turning fans on the same road, this is called a professional athlete, and this is billiards, which is known as a gentleman's sport."

Ma Chenyang played this game very seriously, fully displaying the billiard skills he has honed in his nearly ten-year career.

Even in the highlights of the game, one stroke can be regarded as a wonderful clearing, and everyone gave encouraging applause.

At the same time, he focused his attention on both sides in front of the table.

According to the convention of billiards competition, the two match points decide the game, and the players from both sides shake hands.

Yi Gan walked to the front of the stage, shook hands with the complicated Ma Chenyang, and greeted the media personnel taking pictures with a smile.

"Although your game makes me agree, but I will not be soft."

Ma Chenyang's eyes were very sympathetic, but the words he said were still full of fighting spirit.

Yi Qian's eyes were firm, he didn't say anything, and he didn't sit down. He was waiting aside with his club in hand.

This tee shot can be said to largely determine the victory of the game.

After all, both sides played very well today. In the current 24 innings, the two sides have scored a total of 20 strokes to clear the table, and the clearance rate is ridiculously high.

In the live broadcast room, there were also two groups cheering for the players.

"Go for the kick-off! Yangzi wins the championship!"

"No! No! Yi Gan is more worthy of this championship!"

"Don't score, give Yi Gan a chance!"

Not to mention that the audience at the scene were nervous and did not dare to speak out.

Wang Zifan and Zhang Fei clenched their fists, cheering for Yi Gan silently in their hearts, praying that the tee shot would not be scored.

Even in the Junjue Club thousands of miles away, Liu Yun was with a few golf friends.

Looking at the live broadcast projected on the newly purchased large-screen TV on the wall.

His breathing also slowed down unconsciously, and he could vaguely hear his own heartbeat.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Wow!"

After Ma Chenyang dribbled many times to adjust, his legs bounced up, his waist twisted, his arms drove the club, his body stretched out, and the white ball rushed out following the direction of the club.

Everyone was looking at the rolling white ball and the fifteen target balls.

Ma Chenyang did not turn around in a hurry to release the punch, but also waited for the final result of the collision.

In the end, after the ball was settled, no ball went into the bag.

In twos and threes, the landing points are not particularly scattered, and the white ball is still close to the bottom bank.

Both the middle pocket and the bottom pocket have no balls to stay and hit.

Both the color ball and the full color ball are not easy, and the full color ball is slightly better.

But from the angle of the white ball, only a full-color ball from Bianku can be hit, so it is not easy to choose the ball.

Moreover, this ball is quite difficult. Even if it is easy to drive and can advance, there is no natural angle to call the ball near the bottom bank.

Ma Chenyang's frustration of not scoring a kick-off finally eased a lot.

If Yi Gan wants to get started, it will be very difficult to clear the platform, and it is very likely that he will enter a dogfight.

And the complex ball handling in the middle game is exactly where Ma Chenyang's advantage lies.

After all, with ten years of professional experience, hundreds of competitions, big and small, more than 50 championships, and rich round experience, he will do his part in the Northwest region!

When Yi Qian was standing in the kick-off area, he saw a familiar angle.

It was the game at the Junjue Club in Xiongguan City.

It was also the final against Ma Chenyang.

And it was also a double match point, but it was Yi Qian's kick-off goal at that time.

Then use the props to score the difficult ball on the right bank in sight, and the white ball goes to the half-stick ball on the left bank of K.

A fairy ball shocked the scene and drove the golfers in the live broadcast room crazy.

But at that time, with the addition of props, he only needed to control the route of the white ball and the K ball, which halved the difficulty.

Now you can't use props, relying purely on your own strength, it's a bit tangled to be easy to do.

"Can I?"

Closing my eyes, what played back and forth in my mind was my lonely figure when I scored 1000 five-pointers in a row at the Junjue Club.

At the training base, when he played snake color ten times in a row, he was too tense and drenched in order to control the ball precisely.

During the hundreds of rounds of the battle with Ma Chenyang in the dream, he sat slumped next to the billiard table in the dream space, recovering his energy silently.

And after getting the system, I will give my own feedback and correction for each shot practice, and after each shot is cleared, the thinking will be improved.

In comprehending by analogy, when Wang Zifan and Zhang Fei exchanged intensely, meditated, or corrected each other's mistakes, their faces were full of enthusiasm and happiness.

When all the pictures cycled, Yi Gan slowly opened his eyes.

The previously vacillating eyes became extremely firm, like a whirlpool, with a strong attraction.

Yi Qian seemed to be telling himself, and also seemed to be announcing to everyone, with a certain voice in his heart.

"I can!"

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