Zhiye saw that his inner strength was useless, and his expression became a little stunned.

He was good at this and thought that it would be easy to influence Chen Fan. Who would have thought that he would have failed now.

In the last two goals, Chen Fan scored cleanly. After his inner strength was released, he felt like a cow sinking into the sea.

For a moment, he was a little puzzled.

Billiards is a sport that is most susceptible to off-field factors. Any disturbance can affect whether the ball goes in or not.

But Chen Fan seemed to ignore his little moves when hitting the ball. What was going on?

In his confusion and confusion, the waiter came up to place the ball.

In this gap, Chen Fan said in a calm tone: "I told you, you can't score another goal. Mr. Zhiye, in my eyes, you are just a hot chick. You have the inner strength to control the ball. It's not worth a penny."

Zhiye's face turned livid when he heard this, and he said fiercely: "Just wait and see, Mr. Chen, you will know how ridiculous your arrogance is!"

"What did the little devil say?"

Wu Chaoyang looked at the expressions of the two people and asked with a smile.

"I said he was a hot chick, but he didn't believe me."

Chen Fan explained.

This time, Shen Tinghao and the others heard clearly, and they all looked unhappy.

"Chen Tian...Chen Zhuo, you are too crazy. You just won one round by luck. The situation is still early."

Shen Tinghao said with a gloomy face.

"Young Master Shen, it would be better for you to find a master from domestic martial arts to fight for you than to find a hot chick from Sakura Country."

Chen Fan said calmly: "After all, you are also a descendant of the seven top families. When did you become so depressed that you asked for help from the Japanese?"

Now that Shen Tinghao already knows his identity, Chen Fan naturally has nothing to be polite about.

Speaking of which, the grievances between them are not superficial, and cannot be resolved by a few words and hypocrisy.

Moreover, Shen Tinghao is very narrow-minded. Since he is offended, there is no need to worry about his posture. All he has to do is make him bow his head.

"You..." Shen Tinghao's face suddenly turned pale.

He gritted his teeth at Chen Fan and said, "The outcome has not yet been decided, just wait and see."

"I'm afraid that Mr. Shen will act dishonest and it won't look good." Chen Fan said calmly.

"Am I going to cheat?"

The veins on Shen Tinghao's forehead jumped wildly as he said: "What is my identity, Shen Tinghao? How can I cheat? I don't want some people to hide their heads and hide their tails, deliberately changing their identities to disgust people!"

In the end, he couldn't help but ridiculed Chen Fan about his identity.

People behind him were talking a lot, and some people couldn't help but said: "Young Master Shen, you mean that someone deliberately hides his identity? What is his original identity?"

Shen Tinghao glanced at his companion coldly and didn't want to answer.

Chen Fan smiled, was too lazy to continue the bickering, and continued to tee off.

He didn't bother to defend the tee shot, and the white ball exploded directly into the pile.

Not so lucky, I didn't score this time.

Zhiye was overjoyed and muttered: "With so many opportunities, I don't know how to hit the ball. Mr. Chen, it seems you are just blowing by your mouth!"

With that said, he leaned over and kicked off the ball.

This time, he concentrated all his attention and concentrated on guarding against Chen Fan's internal energy.

But when the ball hit the ball, he was suddenly shocked.

When this shot was hit, it made a sound like breaking a bamboo tube. The direction of the cue ball shifted hugely, and it was actually thousands of miles away from the target red ball.

A master like him would naturally not make such a low-level mistake.

But in fact, when the front end of the cue ball hit the cue ball, he clearly felt a huge force appearing on the cue ball, forming a deflection and rebound force.

This is incredible!

Of course he knew that Chen Fan's use of dark energy would cause interference to him.

But the dark energy is transmitted through the table and can only interfere with the ball's path.

This time, it seemed that some kind of force enveloped the cue ball, making the stone billiard ball extremely heavy and slippery.

He was a little confused.

"Bad hit, four points will be deducted for the little devil."

Wu Chaoyang laughed and reminded Fang Qiong.

Is this going to deduct points? Fang Qiong was stunned for a moment, and then did it.

Chen Fan said: "This is just the beginning, Mr. Zhiye, I said you can't score a goal, then you definitely can't score."

"you……"

Zhiye understood a little and said, "How is that possible?"

"Don't use your Sakura Kingdom's shallow martial arts methods to speculate on our Daxia Kingdom's methods."

Chen Fan said calmly and hit the target with a ball.

"Hmph, Mr. Chen, preventing me from scoring goals and scoring goals yourself are two different things."

As Zhiye said this, he pressed the edge of the table with his palms, feeling inwardly.

However, the next moment, he looked horrified.

His inner energy was suddenly blocked at the edge of the table and could not be transmitted.

How is this possible?

But that was the fact. Chen Fan calmly pocketed the black ball and then said: "Mr. Zhiye, there is no need to waste your efforts. Your inner strength is not worth mentioning to me."

"You...stored your inner energy in this pool table?"

Thinking of something, Zhiye asked with a surprised look on his face.

"You finally understand?"

Chen Fan hits the ball calmly, easily and casually, and scores goals smoothly.

Snap.

Snap.

The sound of billiard balls hitting the net is crisp and sweet.

Hearing Chen Fan's answer, Zhiye couldn't believe his ears.

It is simply unheard of that internal energy can be stored.

It would be understandable if the inner energy could be attached to the object held in the hand, but the fact that the inner energy could actually be stored completely overturned his cognition.

Inner energy is invisible and has no quality. It is vigorous and vigorous, just like air.

Even a martial arts master doesn't have such means!

He now somewhat understands why Chen Fan let him do whatever he wanted after the initial upgrade and scored goals again and again.

At that time, Chen Fan began to control his inner energy and store it everywhere on the billiard table, but the funny thing was that he knew nothing about it and was still complacent about it.

"This...impossible!"

He still couldn't believe it.

Chen Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him and scored the goal in an orderly manner.

Shen Tinghao knows a little bit of Sakura Mandarin. Although he cannot fully understand it, he can understand it somewhat.

Of course, many clues can be seen from the changes in Zhiye's expression.

His face suddenly became gloomy.

It’s obvious that Zhiye is no match for Chen Fan!

It looks like this bet is going to be lost?

His followers also fell silent.

Amidst the banging sound of the goal, Chen Fan missed the goal with one shot.

One hundred and forty-seven points on a single stroke, the highest score!

"Two to one!"

Chen Fan smiled and said to Shen Tinghao: "Young Master Shen, it seems that you are destined to lose this time. Are you really not going to cheat?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? You haven't won yet."

Shen Tinghao knew that the situation was not good, so he spoke forcefully.

"I will convince you."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Mr. Zhiye, do you think so?"

Zhiye looked defeated and said: "You are obviously not a martial arts master, how can you be so powerful?"

"Xia Chong and Zuyubing? The tiny Sakura Country is trying to predict the heritage and methods of our huge country?"

Chen Fan said calmly: "Mr. Zhiye, I suggest you go back to Sakura Country and don't act like a fool in front of the talented people of Daxia Country."

As he spoke, Chen Fan signaled Zhiye to tee off.
Chapter completed!