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

Hearing the successive reports of good news, the bureau chief was so excited his face turned red. He slapped his thigh hard: "Genius! Genius! This kid is not just an athlete, he's a phenomenon! A super phenomenon that can change the entire sports landscape of our Blue Province!"

"Quick! Contact Ms. Gu of Liying Group! Tell her we're willing to give up the exclusive title sponsorship rights for this year's Provincial Youth Games! As long as the price is right!" Director Wang made a decisive move, knowing he had to strike while the iron was hot and maximize the value of this wave of traffic.

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The provincial capital, the headquarters of Liying Group.

Gu Qingcheng looked at the public opinion report submitted by the public relations manager, and a hint of surprise flashed in her stunningly beautiful eyes.

"You mean we didn't do anything this time, and the topic of Fan Zhengyang just exploded on its own?"

"Yes, Mr. Gu." The PR manager wiped the sweat from his brow, his tone filled with disbelief. "We had already prepared a budget of tens of millions to buy trending topics and boost his traffic. It turns out we didn't need it at all!"

"He's a walking trending topic generator! One match he plays can land him on three trending topics! A new hairstyle can spark millions of discussions! The Dawn racket he uses is now completely sold out online, and the price has tripled!"

"Mr. Gu, we...we think we've really struck gold!" The manager's voice trembled. "His current online influence is that of a major internet celebrity! Even though he hasn't done anything!"

As Gu Qingcheng listened to the report, a slow smile crept onto her lips.

She admitted that she had underestimated the boy's charm.

She thought she was the "mastermind" who controlled everything, but she never expected that the pawn she had chosen would grow wings and transform into a giant dragon soaring through the heavens!

This feeling, far from making her feel out of control, actually made her more excited and fascinated.

"Very good." She parted her red lips slightly and gave a new instruction, "Since he can fight on his own, our publicity strategy needs to be changed."

"From this moment forward, stop all low-level practices like buying trending topics and manipulating traffic. What we need to do is create idols!"

"Invest all resources into high-end projects to enhance his image! Contact top fashion magazines like Sports Illustrated and GQ to shoot covers for him! Produce a personal documentary for him! Contact top musicians to create a theme song just for him!"

"I want the name 'Fan Zhengyang' to be more than just an internet celebrity or a popular star; it wants to become a symbol of an era! A totem representing youth, passion, hard work, and an indomitable spirit!"

"Yes, Mr. Gu!" The manager was so impressed by his boss's grand "god-making plan" that he accepted the order and left.

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In the following days, the provincial youth competition venue completely turned into Fan Zhengyang's personal tour exhibition match.

Wherever he goes, he is met with deafening screams.

No matter which match he plays, the stadium is always packed, and the online live stream crashes due to buffering.

He responded to everyone's expectations with a series of undisputed and overwhelming victories.

Against fast-paced attackers known for their speed, he used an even faster, more aggressive straight-line attack, making it impossible for the opponent to even touch the ball.

Against players with unconventional pimpled rubber playing styles, he used textbook-perfect fundamentals and understanding of spin to render all of his opponent's "weird" moves "easy".

Against tall, long-armed, and powerful opponents, he used a higher-quality Emperor Burst to go head-to-head with them, making them question their existence.

Every victory is like a meticulously designed public lesson.

It was as if he was using this method to declare to the world:

No matter what your fighting style is, no matter what your special moves are.

Before me, everything will be cracked and then ruthlessly crushed. Remember our domain name: [domain name omitted], for exciting content anytime.

He swept through the competition, achieving a terrifying record of undefeated victories and not losing a single game, and forcefully entered the round of 16.

His opponents, before the draw, were all silently praying:

"Please! Please don't let me draw Fan Zhengyang!"

"I'd rather face a top player from the provincial team than run into the Demon King Fan!"

"Mom, I want to go home..."

A seventeen-year-old boy has already used his strength to bring a sense of despair to all the young geniuses in the province.

A legend belonging to the Blue Ocean Demon King is resounding throughout the entire Blue Province table tennis world with an unstoppable momentum!

Just when the entire provincial youth competition was about to turn into a large-scale fan meeting for Fan Zhengyang, a refreshing current, or rather, an equally powerful cold current, quietly swept through the other half of the draw.

While most spectators and media cameras were fixed on Fan Zhengyang like spotlights, screaming wildly at his every "fancy thrashing" of his opponents, some truly knowledgeable veteran fans and professional coaches turned their attention to table number 3 in section B.

There, a similar... no, it should be described as a series of pleasing "one-sided massacres" were also taking place.

"Holy crap! It's over? It's only been less than ten minutes!"

"Another 3-0! And the opponent didn't score more than 10 points in all three games!"

"That was fast! It was like a game-changer! Did that guy not even break a sweat?"

In section B of the stands, several middle-aged men wearing vests emblazoned with the image of seasoned fans stared in disbelief at the figure on the field who had just finished the game, their faces filled with shock.

In front of the table tennis table, a tall, handsome young man calmly shook hands with his opponent, who was completely stunned by the beating.

He wore a simple white team uniform, held a racket in his left hand, and had a clean and pure demeanor, like a piece of uncarved jade.

His face lacked the domineering arrogance of Fan Zhengyang and the hysterical passion of Zhang Benzhi; instead, it possessed only a calm and serene demeanor.

It was as if the exhilarating victory he had just achieved was nothing more than completing an ordinary daily training session.

He is another top contender for the provincial youth championship, a seeded player, and the "crown prince" from the provincial capital city—Lin Yi.

"Is this Lin Yi? He truly lives up to his reputation!" A young fan watching his game live for the first time couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. "His playing style is so elegant and graceful!"

"Elegant? Stylish?" A middle-aged man next to him, upon hearing this, adjusted his reading glasses and said in a tone that implied, "Young man, you've only seen its 'form,' not its 'core'!"

"His terrifying quality isn't his elegance, but his precision! Precision like a surgical scalpel!"

The middle-aged man pointed at Lin Yi in the audience, his voice tinged with awe.

"Look at him throughout the entire match, there were almost no unnecessary movements. Every backswing, every swing of his arm, was as if it had been precisely calculated by a computer; any more would have been too much, any less would have been too little."

"His opponent was a player known for his forehand attacks. But look, throughout the entire match, how many balls did Lin Yi actually give him to the forehand side? He used his unpredictable backhand smashes and changes of direction to completely suppress his opponent's backhand, keeping him in an extremely awkward and unable-to-turn-side position from start to finish, unable to unleash any of his power!"

"This isn't just a simple technical domination; it's a complete tactical crushing! He's like a top-tier chess player who, before the game even begins, has already predicted all your moves, then laid a trap, leading you step by step into it until you're utterly crushed!"

After the uncle's "professional explanation," the young fans around him looked at Lin Yi with a different kind of admiration than simple appreciation.