Sports like billiards are not too difficult for powerful ancient warriors.

Warriors who have reached the level of transforming energy have mastered the control of inner energy and power.

It can be said that it is clear at a glance what kind of force should be used when hitting the ball and where to stop the ball.

However, this snooker is much more complicated than fancy billiards, with offense and defense included.

This Mr. Shibano is a warrior who has reached the level of Huajin.

And he often plays billiards, so he behaves so confidently.

Of course, Chen Fan is also proficient in this, and there are often such leisure activities in the army.

During his days as Lord of the Night, he played many roles and used such methods to get close to specific targets.

After calling the waiter to reset the ball, Zhiye tried the cue and walked to the stage confidently.

Bend down, aim, and hit the ball hard.

The cue ball hit the pile of red balls and directly scattered the teams.

The scattered red balls rolled in all directions.

By chance, a red ball rolled towards the bottom pocket and fell straight into the pocket.

Raising his head, Zhiye smiled and said, "It seems I'm lucky."

Wu Chaoyang had a look of amazement on his face and clapped his hands and applauded.

Every round of snooker is the most difficult at the beginning. The red balls are piled close together. If you scatter them at will, you will give your opponent a chance.

Zhiye is a very brave man. He broke up the pile of red balls with one ball and pocketed it directly. The cue ball was in a good position.

Next came Shibano's performance moment. His skills were impeccable, and he collected the red balls and colored balls in turn according to the order in the rules.

Wu Chaoyang flipped the scoreboard himself and was a little busy.

The final shot cleared the stage and broke 100 in a single shot. It was a wonderful and dazzling performance.

Onlookers applauded.

The score is one to zero.

Zhiye smiled, stepped aside, and motioned for Chen Fan to tee off.

Chen Fan stepped forward with the club in hand.

Mr. Zhiye is indeed a master in this way, and as a martial artist, he must not be given a chance.

Chen Fan teed off and pushed lightly. The cue ball passed by the pile of red balls. After bouncing off the base, it hid behind the green ball near the tee point.

Snooker!

This is the most exciting part of snooker, a billiards game, and the origin of the name snooker:

When defending, make this difficult 'snooker' ball shape, and the offense and defense become very exciting.

Wu Chaoyang looked at it and said with a smile: "Awesome!"

Chen Fan smiled.

He won't be like Shibano, who just hits the ball and scores goals to try his luck.

Zhiye, however, didn't care. He stepped forward and watched for a few seconds before hitting the ball.

His cue stick hit the edge of the cue ball, and with a powerful stroke, the cue ball spun in an astonishing arc, bypassing the green ball blocking the path, and bounced off the ball pile.

Even when playing snooker, Zhiye's ball was of extremely high quality and only opened a small gap in the pile of red balls.

The cue ball bounced back to the edge of the baseline, leaving Chen Fan no chance.

After Chen Fan took a look, he smiled.

Aim and hit!

After the crisp impact, a red ball at the edge of the red ball pile moved in response. After hitting the boundary, it bounced to the bottom bag and was caught!

Wu Chaoyang gave a thumbs up with a look of admiration on his face.

This was not actually an opportunity, but Chen Fan still took action decisively and his skills were impeccable.

After the cue ball bounced back, it was just behind the black ball line, leaving a perfect landing position.

Chen Fan was naturally not polite and easily collected seven points, then took the opportunity to bounce away the red ball pile and collect the ball in an orderly manner.

After hitting the red ball each time, he pointed directly at the black ball with the highest score.

Wu Chaoyang was busy keeping score and praised again and again.

Soon, Chen Fan scored 48 points, and the situation was open. There was no difficulty at all. This game should be won steadily.

Zhiye's face became a little gloomy. Chen Fan stood at the edge with the ball and took aim. Suddenly he put one hand on the edge of the table.

Chen Fan hit the cue ball again.

But this time, as soon as he took action, he couldn't help but frown.

The cue ball, which was originally pointing directly at the target, suddenly stagnated while rolling, and its angle shifted slightly.

With a snap, the target red ball rolled toward the bottom pocket. By the time it reached the halfway mark, it had already missed the mark by more than ten centimeters. It was obvious that it could not enter the hole.

Wu Chaoyang was about to keep score, but was stunned for a moment, with a look of regret on his face.

He thought Chen Fan had made a mistake.

Zhiye smiled and said in Sakura Mandarin: "It seems that luck is on my side."

There was a proud look in his eyes.

Chen Fan sneered and said in Sakura Mandarin: "Mr. Zhiye, what do you mean by such an unflattering method?"

Zhiye said proudly: "This is not a snooker game in the ordinary sense, Mr. Chen, just playing ball, how boring is that? In this game, we are not only competing on the skills, but also on the control of internal energy!"

"Unless, Mr. Chen, you want to cheat?"

He said confidently.

Chen Fan sneered, made a gesture of invitation, and said: "So that's it. Mr. Zhiye said it only now. It seems he did it on purpose. Okay, please hit the ball."

Zhiye's palm just now, An Jin suddenly came out, destroying Chen Fan's goal.

He didn't explain this before, and didn't say it until he did it. It can be seen that he has already made plans in this regard, and he went to great lengths to win Chen Fan.

Zhiye smiled proudly and leaned forward to hit the ball.

"What did this guy say?"

Wu Chaoyang asked Chen Fandao.

"This Mr. Shibano, in addition to competing with me on his football skills, he also wants to compete with me on how to destroy and influence the opponent's goals."

Chen Fan answered with a smile.

Bang, Zhiye easily knocked a red ball into the bag.

"Can you still play like this?" Wu Chaoyang said in surprise.

"It's just a competition of outside moves."

Chen Fan looked at Shen Tinghao and said, "Young Master Shen really put a lot of effort into winning against me!"

Shen Tinghao said calmly: "It's not easy to win you. I have to put in more effort. I must get what I like, and I don't like losing either."

Chen Fan said: "I'm afraid it's a waste of time!"

At this time, Zhiye aimed at the black ball and took the shot.

Chen Fan casually slapped the edge of the billiard ball very slightly.

But Zhiye seemed to have been on guard for a long time and suddenly stopped.

The pool table shook slightly, and the target ball Zhiye wanted to hit was shaking.

Zhiye raised his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, your power control will cause violations. If it is only at this level, I am worried that this pool table will be shattered by you. Haha, let me add one more thing, who broke the pool table?

Whoever loses directly loses!"

As Chen Zhe and Chen Fan were speaking, he suddenly struck hard, and with a crisp sound, the black ball fell into the bag.

After scoring the goal, he looked at Chen Fan proudly and said: "Of course, if Mr. Chen admits defeat now, he will avoid humiliating himself."

Looking at Zhiye's triumphant face, Chen Fan said calmly: "Mr. Zhiye, I am indeed not as familiar with these methods as you are, but if you want to bring your face up to me, I will make it happen for you."

Zhiye shook his head, looking rather disdainful.

Even though Chen Fan is powerful in terms of force, he is confident that he will not lose to the martial arts master in secretly controlling the situation.

Of course, ordinary martial arts masters would never be so boring and play tricks like this.

"Master Wu, you should keep score, lest you forget that it's not good."

Shen Tinghao looked at Chen Fan and said with a bit of pride.

Wu Chaoyang curled his lips and said, "Just let the waiter keep score."
To be continued...