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

Just then, a lazy voice came from behind the crowd.

"Um... excuse me, just kidding."

Everyone turned around and saw Fan Zhengyang walking over with a racket in his hand, looking completely innocent.

"Excuse me, who was shouting just now?"

These words were like a lit match thrown into a powder keg, instantly bringing the atmosphere in the entire training hall to a fever pitch.

All the city team members were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then a feeling of indescribable secret pleasure welled up in their hearts!

That was so damn satisfying!

The words they wanted to say but dared not say were spoken so casually by this new "Great Demon King"!

Coach Zhou Zhenhua was initially taken aback, then his lips curled up into a wide grin, almost bursting out laughing.

He suppressed a laugh, put on a stern face, but inwardly he was giving Fan Zhengyang a huge thumbs up: Well done! This kid, not only is he good at basketball, but his words are also sharp and witty!

The expression on the face of Liu Bin, the special envoy who was implied, was quite interesting.

The smugness and contempt on his face froze instantly, then at a speed visible to the naked eye, it turned from white to red, then from red to purple, and finally turned into a dark blue-green, as if a dye shop had been opened.

His glasses almost slipped off because of his emotional outburst.

"You... kid, what did you say?!" Liu Bin pointed at Fan Zhengyang, his fingers trembling slightly. He simply couldn't believe his ears.

Liu Bin, a dignified assistant coach of the provincial team, comes down to inspect the work. Which local team's coach and players don't treat him with utmost respect and worship him like a Bodhisattva?

Today, in a small, insignificant city like Lanhai, I was publicly called a "dog" by a callow youth.

This is absolutely outrageous!

"Oh? It's Coach Liu." Fan Zhengyang seemed to finally "recognize" the person who had just arrived. He had a look of sudden realization, but then he looked confused. "Strange, I clearly heard something making noise just now. How could it be you? Am I hallucinating?"

As he spoke, he even picked at his ear with an air of seriousness, his innocent yet irritating expression almost causing the team members around him, who were trying to suppress their laughter, to suffer internal injuries.

"Pfft—"

Finally, one of the team members couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That laugh seemed to have flipped a switch, and suppressed chuckles echoed throughout the training hall.

"You! How dare you!" Liu Bin trembled with rage. He pointed at Fan Zhengyang, then turned to Zhou Zhenhua and shouted, "Zhou Zhenhua! Is this the kind of player you've trained? Disrespectful and spouting nonsense! I think your Blue Ocean City team is rotten to the core!"

Zhou Zhenhua was secretly overjoyed, but outwardly he maintained a serious demeanor, stepped forward, and symbolically "reprimanded" Fan Zhengyang: "Fan Zhengyang! How dare you speak to Coach Liu like that! No respect for your elders! Apologize to Coach Liu right now!"

"Oh." Fan Zhengyang nodded obediently, then turned to Liu Bin and said with a "sincere" expression, "I'm sorry, Coach Liu. My hearing and eyesight aren't very good either. I was quite rude just now. I hope you're magnanimous and won't hold a grudge against a junior like me?"

This "apology" is worse than not apologizing at all!

It was as if they had pressed Liu Bin's face to the ground and rolled it back and forth 360 times with the sole of a size 45 shoe!

"I...I..." Liu Bin was speechless, his face turning a purplish-red. He felt his blood pressure soaring wildly, as if he might explode on the spot at any moment.

"Alright, alright, Coach Liu, the young man is just being naive, please don't take it to heart." Zhou Zhenhua, seeing that things had calmed down, quickly stepped in to smooth things over. He pulled Liu Bin aside and said enthusiastically, "Coach Liu... you've read countless excellent books, such as 'Table Tennis: Starting with the Overlord's Shot, Dominating the World.' Weren't you going to evaluate the players? Perfect timing! We have an internal round-robin match this afternoon. Please take a seat and give us some pointers!"

Without saying a word, he pressed Liu Bin down onto the only "leader's seat" with a soft cushion on the sidelines.

Liu Bin's chest heaved with anger, but he never forgot his "mission" for coming here.

He snorted coldly, sat down, and made up his mind: Today, I will make sure to utterly destroy your Blue Ocean City team! Especially that kid named Fan Zhengyang, I will make sure you know what happens when you offend me, Liu Bin!

The team's internal round-robin tournament has officially begun.

Liu Bin's guidance turned into a unique roast session.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Just as Chen Mo finished a brilliant rally, Liu Bin waved his hand impatiently. "That shot was handled too hastily! He could have easily changed to a straight shot, but he insisted on a cross-court one. His tactical awareness is terrible! Next!"

"Sigh, shaking my head..." Zhang Mang's powerful smash drew cheers from his teammates, but Liu Bin sighed in disappointment, "What's the use of just having power? Look at that arc, it's so high it could raise fish! And the landing point isn't tricky enough. In the provincial team, this kind of shot is just giving them an opportunity! Next!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, those footsteps, they're as chaotic as a shaman's dance..."

Some of the problems he mentioned do exist, but the way he presented them in such an exaggerated and contemptuous manner made them particularly jarring.

The city team members were thoroughly criticized by him, and their morale plummeted. They played timidly, made one mistake after another, and the more they tried to perform, the worse they played.

Zhou Zhenhua's expression grew increasingly grim. He knew that Liu Bin was settling a personal score and deliberately suppressing them.

Finally, after another team member was criticized by Liu Bin to the point of almost bursting into tears, Fan Zhengyang put down his water bottle and stood up.

He walked over to Zhou Zhenhua's side.

"Coach." His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear.

"Hmm?" Zhou Zhenhua turned his head.

Fan Zhengyang's gaze passed over Zhou Zhenhua's shoulder and shot straight at Liu Bin, who was sitting in the leader's seat with a smug look on his face.

His eyes were calm as still water, but deep within them burned a raging fire.

"I would like to ask Coach Liu for some guidance."

Zhou Zhenhua understood immediately!

Looking at Fan Zhengyang's young yet incredibly determined face, a surge of heroic spirit welled up within him.

Good lad! You've got guts!

This is about getting back on track for the entire city team!

Zhou Zhenhua nodded heavily without saying a word, but his eyes expressed his full support.

He turned around and shouted to the field, "The round-robin tournament is paused! Fan Zhengyang, you come on, let Coach Liu give you some practice and some pointers!"

These words were like a thunderclap, instantly silencing the entire training hall.

All the team members stopped what they were doing, and their eyes all turned to Fan Zhengyang, their eyes filled with shock, anticipation and fervor!

It's here! It's here! The main character is finally about to enter the fray!

The "Great Demon King" is about to make his move!

Upon hearing this, Liu Bin was taken aback at first, then a cruel sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

He was just worried about not having a chance to teach this arrogant brat a lesson, but unexpectedly, he delivered himself to his doorstep!

It's like choosing the path to hell when there's a way to heaven!