Peng Wen sighed and called out a pity.

Chen Feiyu chuckled, without any surprise, because this was completely his masterpiece. Just as Tong Yifan took action, Chen Feiyu quietly released a soft energy, changing the trajectory of the bowling ball, thus causing the bowling ball to fail and not hit a single one. Chen Feiyu is strong, how could Peng Wen and Tong Yifan see the internal energy he displayed?

This is called using his way to give to his body. No, not only does he give to his body, but also completely crushing him. If Tong Yifan wants to expose his internal energy to win Chen Feiyu, then he must be mentally prepared to be defeated by Chen Feiyu's powerful internal energy.

Qiu Yulan glanced at Chen Feiyu, thinking about something.

"It's just a mistake in one goal, it's nothing. Victory still belongs to me, Tong Yifan." Tong Yifan adjusted his mentality, accepted the fact of his mistake, glanced at Chen Feiyu contemptuously, and said, "Don't be proud now. According to the rules of bowling matches, the tenth round is different from the first nine rounds. You can shoot three times in the tenth round. I still have two chances. As long as I knocked down all 10 bottles, I can still guarantee my victory."

"Since you are so confident, then continue to pitch. Be careful this time and don't make such stupid mistakes again." Chen Feiyu smiled kindly, as if he was really kind enough to remind Tong Yifan.

"Hmph, you don't need to pretend." Tong Yifan sneered, picked up a bowling ball again, took a deep breath, and threw the bowling ball out.

This time the bowling ball came out and rolled steadily on the fairway, showing no sign of deviating from the track.

Tong Yifan nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this game was stable and he could definitely get tens. As long as Chen Feiyu was hitting the ball, he used his internal strength to change Chen Feiyu's bowling so that Chen Feiyu could not get points, then he could become the final winner of this game, and Chen Feiyu would also become his defeated player, and he would no longer be qualified to compete with him for Wen Shiqin!

Just when Tong Yifan couldn't help but cheer for victory, suddenly, the bowling ball changed its movement trajectory without warning on the fairway, rolling to the right, knocking down a bottle on the far right, making a crisp "pop" sound to the ground.

1 point!

Tong Yifan was surprised and said in disbelief: "Why only one point is impossible, it is absolutely impossible..."

Wen Shiqin leaned on Chen Feiyu's arm and couldn't stop laughing: "Tong Yifan actually knocked down only one bottle. Even beginners won't get such a small score, okay? They will lose their chains at the critical moment. At your level, you still have to bet with Feiyu, and I'm so laughing to death..."

Tong Yifan's face suddenly became gloomy, and his muscles twitched in the corners of his eyes. It was embarrassing. It was so shameful today!

Peng Wen frowned tightly. What was going on with Tong Yifan? Is it true that as Wen Shiqin said, Tong Yifan lost his link at the critical moment?

"You have one last chance." Chen Feiyu said: "There are the last 9 bottles. Judging from your current performance, you will definitely lose this game."

"Shut up!" Tong Yufan angrily rebuked: "How could I lose to you? Don't be proud, isn't it the last 9 bottles? I'll knock them all down now!"

He walked to the ball rack angrily and picked up a bowling ball, turned around and came to the pitching area. To be on the safe side, he used his internal strength to throw the ball out.

"I used my internal energy this time, and I'm definitely sure. Chen Feiyu, just wait for me to step on my feet!"

Tong Yifan is full of confidence!

As he expected, with the blessing of internal strength, the bowling ball rolled very quickly on the track and had a square angle. At such an angle and speed, all the remaining bottles could be knocked down to the ground.

The next moment, there was a crisp sound of "slam". After the bowling ball hit the bottle, four bottles fell to the ground, and the remaining five bottles were shaken on the spot and stood strangely again.

Needless to say, this is still Chen Feiyu's masterpiece. He wrapped five of the bottles with his internal strength, and no matter how powerful Tong Yifan is, he can't knock them down.

Tong Yifan was stunned. Damn, what a hell is this today!
Chapter completed!