Billiards: Starting with the Overlord's Shot, Dominating the World

At that moment, Fan Zhengyang looked at the woman in front of him who had paved the way for him and considered every detail for him, and an indescribable feeling of gratitude welled up in his heart.

He dropped all his playful smiles and nodded solemnly.

"good!"

A single word carries immense weight.

Ye Zhiwei, who was standing to the side, lowered her head silently as she watched this scene.

She knew that when it came to sacrificing for Fan Zhengyang, she might not be able to compare to this all-powerful woman.

But she did not give up.

Ye Zhiwei quietly opened her notebook and drew a heavy red cross next to the name of her opponent in the finals.

"Although I can't give you divine weapons, I can... help you gather as much information about them as possible and help you analyze their weaknesses." The girl made her vow in her heart.

The celebration banquet ended in a strange yet subtly tense atmosphere.

Holding the divine weapon "Dawn," Fan Zhengyang was filled with boundless pride.

He knew that tomorrow's final was not only for himself, but also for the two girls behind him who had very different styles, yet had poured their hearts and souls into him.

This battle must be won!

And you have to win... beautifully!

When Fan Zhengyang defeated Wang Feng, the former main player of the provincial team, in a way that was almost like a dimensional reduction attack, the entire Blue Ocean City went completely crazy.

If before, Fan Zhengyang was just a rising internet celebrity with some fame, then after this exhilarating semi-final, he has become a legend, a phenomenon that the entire Blue Ocean City sports circle and even the social news section cannot ignore.

#17-year-old prodigy advances to the Blue Ocean Cup finals#

#He will challenge three-time champion Chen Mo#

#Fan Zhengyang, the next snooker superstar?#

Topics like these dominated the headlines of all local news apps.

The sports channel of Lanhai City TV, for the first time ever, interrupted its broadcast of the National Football League to air a five-minute special report dedicated to this suddenly emerging young prodigy.

The report repeatedly played highlights of Fan Zhengyang's matches.

That earth-shattering topspin, that unpredictable serve, and that incredible straight-line shot that forced Wang Feng to concede defeat...

Every single scene is enough to send the adrenaline soaring for any viewer, whether they know football or not.

"Dear viewers, did you see that? This is our own genius from Blue Ocean City!" the beautiful host said in an extremely excited tone.

"His name is Fan Zhengyang, he's only 17 years old, and he comes from LanHai No. 3 Middle School! He fought his way through the competition in the most incredible way, making it to the finals of this year's LanHai Cup! And his next opponent will be our city hero, the three-time defending champion, and the city team's number one player—Chen Mo!"

Can the new king challenge the old? Will a miracle happen again? Tune in to our sports channel tomorrow night at 7 PM for live coverage of this highly anticipated showdown! This is not just a match, but potentially a... passing of the torch!

This wave of publicity directly pushed the atmosphere of the finals to its peak.

In no time, throughout the entire city of Lanhai, from white-collar workers in office buildings to old men playing chess on the street, from students in schools to aunties selling vegetables in the market, everyone was talking about the name Fan Zhengyang.

"Hey, did you hear? There's a kid from No. 3 Middle School who's incredibly good at table tennis!"

"How could he not be amazing? My son goes to the same school as him, and he said he used to be a water cooler manager, but when he stepped onto the field, he wiped out the entire opposing team. It's more fantastical than a novel!"

"I watched his game, and wow, his playing was amazing! Even I, someone who doesn't watch sports, was thrilled!"

This trend even spread to the provincial level.

On the provincial table tennis team's internal forum, a post got a lot of upvotes.

[Title: How to evaluate that new kid named Fan Zhengyang from Lan Hai City?]

The replies below were varied and diverse.

"Chen Mo's opponent? Interesting. Chen Mo is ranked in the top eight in our provincial team, so this kid must be quite strong to be able to compete against him in the finals."

"I watched the video. The playing style is very aggressive and impactful. However, it shows too much of a self-taught approach, and the fundamentals need further discussion."

"Hey upstairs, you call that 'sharp, straight-line' move 'unorthodox'? If you're so good, why don't you try it yourself?"

"Stop arguing. We'll know after he finishes fighting Chen Mo. Chen Mo is a well-known genius appraiser. We'll see what he's made of once we put him to the test."

……

With such overwhelming publicity and an almost suffocating level of attention, everyone assumed that 17-year-old Fan Zhengyang must feel nervous and under immense pressure.

After all, his opponent was Chen Mo. A man who had dominated the table tennis scene in Lanhai City for three years. A well-rounded, experienced, and mentally stable "hexagonal warrior." A figure that Fan Zhengyang could only look up to on television before this.

However, to everyone's utter surprise, including Gu Qingcheng and Ye Zhiwei, our protagonist, Fan Zhengyang, was currently...

They were playing games with great enthusiasm in the internet cafe.

"Charge! Don't be afraid, ADC, I'm here to protect you! Watch me initiate the team fight with a Flash!"

"Nice! Pentakill! Who else can do this?!"

He was operating the keyboard and mouse while shouting at the top of his lungs, his face beaming with pure joy after winning the game, showing no sign of the tension that the big competition was approaching.

"Brother Yang, you...you have the finals tomorrow, and you're still playing games here?" Zhao Kai (his number one underling), who was playing games with him, looked at Fan Zhengyang with admiration and confusion.

Is this heart made of iron?

"What's wrong with playing games?" Fan Zhengyang took off his headphones and stretched. "It's about balancing work and rest. Besides, it's just the finals, anyone can do it."

Zhao Kai: "..."

He felt his knees go weak again.

This kind of pretentious posturing is so refreshingly unconventional that it's impossible to guard against it.

That evening, Gu Qingcheng made a video call out of concern.

In the holographic projection, she was wearing a sexy nightgown, lounging lazily on the sofa. Her voice, tinged with concern, whispered, "The finals are tomorrow, are you nervous? Would you like me to... tell you a bedtime story to help you relax?"

Fan Zhengyang was lying in bed, practicing juggling with his new racket "Dawn." Hearing this, he laughed and said, "No need, Sister Qingcheng. I'm in a great mood right now, I feel like I can beat ten of them."

Gu Qingcheng stared at his nonchalant demeanor for a long time, then finally smiled helplessly.

"Okay, you little genius." She blew a kiss to the camera, "Then get some rest. Tomorrow, bring back a championship for your sister as a present."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhiwei sent another message.

"Zhengyang, I've finished the data analysis for Chen Mo and sent it to you. He's very strong, almost without weaknesses, so you must be careful. Get some rest, don't overthink it, I believe in you!"

Fan Zhengyang opened the file and felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at the dense data and tactical suggestions that Ye Zhiwei had compiled overnight.

He replied, "Received, my strategist. Don't worry, I've got the championship in the bag."

Turning off his phone, Fan Zhengyang lay on the bed and placed the racket named "Dawn" beside his pillow.

Is he nervous?

To be honest, a little bit. But mostly, I'm excited.

It's a deep, soul-stirring excitement of about to face a true powerhouse!