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

"Because what I see is different from what others see," she said slowly. "When others watch your game, they see a dark horse with incredible luck. But what I see is a groundbreaking technique, a fearless gaze, and a heart that yearns for victory."

"In the business world, we call them potential stocks. In the world of capital, the best investment is never adding to existing success, but providing timely help. I want to be the first to seize you before everyone else even realizes what's happening. I want to make sure you bear my mark, Gu Qingcheng's mark, from head to toe."

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was filled with an undeniable air of authority.

A discerning eye for talent!

That's true investment acumen! She's not betting on the outcome of a game; she's betting on a person's future!

"Then... what if I lose?" Fan Zhengyang asked.

The domineering aura on Gu Qingcheng's face vanished instantly, and she transformed back into the alluring enchantress she once was.

She leaned closer again, almost touching Fan Zhengyang's face, and whispered, "If you lose... then you have to grant your sister one request."

"What are the conditions?"

"Be my personal sparring partner." Gu Qingcheng's red lips almost touched his, her voice full of allure, "Always available when I call, the kind that only plays with me..."

After saying that, she gave Fan Zhengyang a captivating smile that could charm anyone, turned around, and with elegant cat-like steps, got back into the flashy red sports car.

The hovercar slowly rose into the air, leaving behind only a single sentence carried on the wind.

"Little brother, choose between the championship trophy and my personal sparring partner. I'll be waiting for your answer."

Fan Zhengyang stood there, his heart pounding wildly.

He touched the air still lingering with the scent of perfume, then glanced at his classmates who were completely stunned, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Wow... this girl's got some skills. She's making me... almost want to lose."

Despite his thoughts, he still clenched his fist.

Only children make choices; Fan Zhengyang wants them all!

The championship trophy is his, the contract is his, and as for that private sparring partner... sooner or later, it will be his too!

"I refuse to accept this!"

A roar, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, resounded in the somewhat old-fashioned billiards hall of LanHai No. 3 Middle School.

Zhao Kai's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Fan Zhengyang, who was surrounded by his teammates in the center.

That look in his eyes seemed to want to devour him alive.

He couldn't accept that his school's star player had had all his glory stolen by a water dispenser manager.

"Fan Zhengyang! I challenge you to a match! Whoever wins will be the captain of No. 3 Middle School, and whoever wins will be the real number one!" Zhao Kai pointed at Fan Zhengyang and issued a challenge that risked his dignity.

The team members, who had just been immersed in the joy of victory, fell silent instantly and looked at each other in bewilderment.

This scene is even more exciting than the final.

The coach's expression darkened, but he did not stop it immediately.

He knew in his heart that although Fan Zhengyang's goal was spectacular, it was ultimately just one goal. If the team's morale wasn't high, the road ahead would be even more difficult.

This challenge is both Zhao Kai's last struggle and the ultimate test of Fan Zhengyang's true worth.

He looked at Fan Zhengyang, asking him for his opinion with his eyes.

Fan Zhengyang was overjoyed.

Good heavens, just what I wanted has come to pass. He was just worried about not having a chance to show off his newly acquired "delivery".

Just now, the system interface in his mind flickered.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the daily training task "Sit upright and focus on watching the ball for one hour." Reward: 100 Inheritance Points!]

Fan Zhengyang was stunned. So, I can complete the mission just by sitting and watching the training? This system is full of surprises, I love it!

Without hesitation, he invested 100 Legacy Points into the "Skills" branch of the skill tree.

[Ding! Consumed 10 Inheritance Points, successfully unlocked the legendary player "Ma Lin" Core Skill Pack (Beginner): "Thousand Transformations"!]

[Skill Description: "Thousand Transformations" incorporates Ma Lin's serving system and short-ball handling techniques from his peak period. The host will master at least three highly deceptive serving methods, as well as an extraordinary understanding of "push, flick, twist, and slice" short-ball techniques. Tip: For best results, use in conjunction with the "Unpredictable" serve.]

Fan Zhengyang almost burst out laughing. If the "Overlord's Twist" was a powerful hammer for conquering cities and seizing strongholds, then the "Thousand Transformations" was a poisoned dagger that killed without a trace. The first three moves were all about the thrill of the chase!

At this moment, looking at Zhao Kai's "I'm not convinced, I want to fight ten of them" expression, Fan Zhengyang felt that this guy was simply a "newbie guide" sent by the system. Every time he got new equipment, he would accurately deliver himself to be a sparring partner.

What kind of spirit is this? It's the spirit of internationalism!

Shuan Q, I would really appreciate it!

"Sure," Fan Zhengyang said lazily as he walked out of the crowd, picked up his new racket, and grinned at Zhao Kai. "If Captain Zhao wants some pointers, I'm happy to oblige. But let me make this clear: don't cry if you lose later."

"You!" Zhao Kai's face turned green with anger. "Stop talking nonsense! Whoever loses goes to retrieve the ball!"

"OK, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to everything you say." Fan Zhengyang walked to the pool table with an expression that said, "You're right."

Just then, the cold system notification sounded again.

[Ding! Side quest triggered: Utter Surrender!]

[Mission Objective: Win against Zhao Kai with a score of 11-0, completely shattering his confidence and solidifying your unshakeable position within the team.]

[Quest Reward: 500 Legacy Points]

Fan Zhengyang's eyes lit up.

11:0? A clean sweep?

System, you're really good at this! To kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit; I love that!

The match began with Zhao Kai serving first.

He took a deep breath, his eyes focused, clearly giving it his all.

He served a fast, high-speed, sidespin serve, aiming directly at Fan Zhengyang's forehand at a wide angle.

This is his trump card; in previous team matches, he could score several points just by using this serve.

However, something happened that completely shocked him.

As if he had anticipated the landing point, Fan Zhengyang glided lightly and his body was already in position.

But he didn't pull the ball back, or even block it.

With a slight flick of his wrist, he raised the racket and gently "swished" the ball as it rose.

The ball, which had been so powerful, seemed to have lost all its strength and instantly became incredibly docile.

It wobbled across the net, carrying a strange backspin, and landed precisely in the small triangle area on Zhao Kai's backhand side, and the second bounce after it bounced up barely went off the table.

"Shortcut!"

The coach cried out in disbelief.