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

She anxiously relayed her analysis to Fan Zhengyang through the earpiece.

The coach from No. 3 Middle School was also extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pan.

He wanted to call a timeout several times to arrange tactics, but he swallowed the words back.

Because he was horrified to discover that he seemed to have nothing left to guide him.

On the court, Fan Zhengyang's every move and every choice was almost at the pinnacle for his age group. In some crucial plays, he was even more experienced and decisive than the coach.

He felt that he wasn't guiding a team member, but rather looking up to... a rising young master.

9:9 tie!

Key point!

Chen Mo serves, an extremely subtle reverse spin short ball. Fan Zhengyang misjudges the ball, and his return shot goes high, which Chen Mo smashes away!

10:9, Chen Mo has reached game point!

10:10! Fan Zhengyang retaliated with an unreasonable and vicious straight shot!

The game has entered a brutal comeback phase!

In the end, Chen Mo managed to win the first game with a lucky net ball!

The entire audience cheered for Chen Mo and gave Fan Zhengyang a round of applause for his loss.

Break between games.

The coach from No. 3 Middle School quickly grabbed a towel and water and rushed over, his face full of anxiety: "Xiao Yang, don't worry, that last shot was just bad luck! In the next game, we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fan Zhengyang patted him on the shoulder, handed him a bottle of water, and said with a smile, "Coach, don't be nervous, relax. This is only the first game, just a warm-up."

He paused, his eyes sharpening. "I've found his weakness. Next round, watch how I crush him."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was full of convincing power.

That calm and composed demeanor, as if everything was under control, hardly resembled that of a 17-year-old boy who had lost a game. He was clearly a seasoned veteran on the battlefield, commanding the battlefield!

This scene was keenly captured by close-up shots and clearly displayed on all the live stream screens.

A coach with a face full of anxiety, and a player who, in turn, comforts the coach with a calm and composed expression.

The stark contrast creates a highly impactful image.

The chat room exploded with comments!

"Holy crap! Who's the coach and who's the player?!"

"That aura! Those eyes! He's so handsome it's making me swoon!"

"I declare that from today onwards, I am a die-hard fan of Fan Shen! This young master's demeanor is simply amazing!"

"I've seen the look in his eyes; he's someone you don't want to mess with! Chen Mowei!"

This single shot alone allowed Fan Zhengyang's personal charm to transcend the realm of sports, leaving a deep impression on millions of viewers with his unwavering determination, composure, and explosively handsome demeanor.

His popularity has soared again!

Our protagonist, Fan Zhengyang, was completely unaware of all this.

He simply unscrewed the water bottle, took a sip, then looked up, his gaze sharp as lightning, and shot towards the man across the pool table.

"Alright, your newbie protection period is over."

The whistle blew to start the second game.

In the live stream, the enthusiasm of nine million viewers was completely ignited. The barrage of comments poured in like a waterfall.

"Here he comes! I've come to see how Fan Shen turns the tide!"

"Stop jinxing it upstairs, the opponent is Chen Mo! He's incredibly solid, it'll be too difficult for him to turn the tide."

"Am I the only one who thinks that Fan Shen looked incredibly cool comforting the coach just now? Wow!"

"That girl named Ye Zhiwei is so pretty too. A top student and a strategist, what an amazing combination! I hereby declare the 'Fan Wei' couple locked in for good!"

"Stop dreaming! Didn't you see Queen Gu in the VIP section? That look in her eyes... she practically wanted to devour Fan Shen alive! I ship the 'Sunshine City' couple!"

Just as the online debate over who should be paired with whom was raging, the situation on the field underwent a dramatic change.

Chen Mo serves again.

It was another high-quality spin ball, landing in almost the exact same spot as the previous game.

He wanted to replicate his success from the first game, once again controlling the opening and dragging the match into his familiar rhythm.

However, this time, Fan Zhengyang's response was completely different.

Instead of using the Overlord Twist to force a direct confrontation, he took a half step forward, lowered his body, and gently flicked the ball with his divine weapon "Dawn" at an extremely soft angle during its ascent.

This seemingly ordinary act of rubbing contains the ultimate skill.

The ball, with a strong sidespin, returned precisely to Chen Mo's forehand corner with an extremely low arc.

This return shot not only removed all the spin from the incoming ball but also added new spin, and its landing point was extremely tricky, making it impossible for Chen Mo to launch a direct attack.

"Beautiful return!" the commentator exclaimed. "Fan Zhengyang has changed his tactics! He's no longer opting for a powerful attack, but instead using more delicate short-range shots!"

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected that this aggressive young man would also possess such delicate skills. He could only awkwardly return the ball to his starting position.

But the moment he made his move, he saw Fan Zhengyang's body move like a ghost to the spot where his return shot would land!

A prediction! They actually predicted it!

A prediction! They actually predicted it!

This time, Fan Zhengyang did not give Chen Mo any more chances.

With a flick of his wrist, he delivered a clean and crisp backhand flick, the ball flying like a white lightning bolt straight towards Chen Mo's mid-court position!

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

Chen Mo had just finished the chop motion and hadn't had time to adjust his center of gravity. Faced with this ball aimed at his body, he had no way to dodge it.

1: 0!

"Holy crap! This ball... it's like he knew in advance where I was going to return it!" For the first time, a feeling of absurdity welled up in Chen Mo's heart.

What he didn't know was that at that moment, Fan Zhengyang's mind was filled with technology and ruthless work.

During that short break between games, he not only chatted and laughed with the coach, but also accomplished two important things.

First, he received the "final report" from Ye Zhiwei.

"Zhengyang! Chen Mo's core tactic is to pressure the backhand and adjust the forehand! After a rally of more than three shots with you, there is an 82% probability that he will return to your forehand at a wide angle! His backhand has a weakness: when he performs a series of fast rallies, the return line will habitually be biased towards the middle!" — Accurate analysis from strategist Ye Zhiwei.

Second, he activated the system's hidden features.

"System, 100 Inheritance Points consumed to activate the Tactical Analysis module! Target: Chen Mo!"

[Ding! Inheritance Points consumed. Tactical Analysis Module activated! Opponent data scanning in progress... Scan complete!]

Opponent: Chen Mo

[Current tactical intention analysis (90% probability): Continue to use short balls to control your advantage, drag the game into a stalemate, and win by utilizing experience and variations in ball trajectory.]

[Serve prediction (78% probability): Serves a sidespin underspin to your backhand side. After you return the ball, prepare to attack with a forehand from the side.]

[Weakness Analysis: His backhand continuous defensive ability is relatively weak; handling body shots is his Achilles' heel!]

On one side is the "data flow" strategist, and on the other side is the "black technology" plug-in from the system.

With the double buff stacked, Fan Zhengyang was practically unstoppable in front of Chen Mo!

"I'm laying my cards on the table, I'm not pretending anymore." Fan Zhengyang chuckled inwardly. "In front of me, you're completely transparent."

The following matches turned into a personal prophecy show by Fan Zhengyang.