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

A round-robin tournament.

Fan Zhengyang had a bye in the morning's matches.

Instead of watching the game like everyone else, he sat alone in a corner, using the small data terminal Ye Zhiwei had given him to watch European league match videos.

Just as he was engrossed in watching, a tall figure blocked the light from above his head.

Fan Zhengyang looked up and saw Gao Peng's face, which was filled with complex emotions.

After just a few days, this once invincible "heavy artilleryman" seems to have become a completely different person.

He no longer had that arrogant demeanor, and the disdain and playfulness in his eyes had faded, replaced by a solemnity mixed with shame, resentment, and determination.

"Is there something you need, Senior Brother Gao?" Fan Zhengyang asked casually.

Gao Peng remained silent for a moment, seemingly undergoing some difficult mental preparation.

Then, in front of everyone around him, he bowed deeply to Fan Zhengyang.

"sorry!"

This sudden scene stunned everyone around.

Who is Gao Peng?

He was a notorious troublemaker in the provincial team, with a fiery temper and an arrogant attitude. When had he ever been seen bowing his head and apologizing to anyone?

"I was blind to your greatness before, and I said and did some outrageous things." Gao Peng's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was unusually sincere. "I apologize to you for my previous ignorance and arrogance."

Fan Zhengyang was somewhat surprised.

He never expected that this seemingly simple-minded and physically strong guy would have such an open and honest side.

"It's alright, it's all in the past." He waved his hand, not wanting to dwell on the matter any longer.

However, Gao Peng straightened up, staring intently at him with a burning flame in his eyes.

"An apology is an apology, but the matter isn't over yet!"

His voice suddenly rose.

"Our match is this afternoon. I have a request!"

"Um?"

"I beg you!" Gao Peng said, each word deliberate, as if he were using all his strength, "In this afternoon's match, please... you absolutely must use your full strength! Don't hold back at all! Don't worry about my feelings! Just let me see how big the gap is between me and a true genius!"

His words were resounding and filled with a do-or-die determination.

The surrounding team members were all deeply moved upon hearing this.

They knew that Gao Peng was risking all his dignity to seek an answer and to reach that vast sky he had never seen before.

Team leader Chen Feng and "genius" Li Yan also came over.

Chen Feng patted Gao Peng on the shoulder, his eyes showing a hint of approval.

Li Yan winked at Fan Zhengyang and said with a smile, "Junior brother, although our Lao Gao isn't the brightest, he truly loves billiards. Just grant his wish and let us see just how terrifying your 'complete form' really is."

All eyes were focused on Fan Zhengyang.

They were all waiting for his answer.

We look forward to him putting on a truly epic showdown, one where he holds nothing back.

Fan Zhengyang looked at Gao Peng's bloodshot eyes, which were filled with longing, and remained silent for a moment.

He could sense the other person's yearning for a higher realm.

He was very familiar with this longing.

Because he himself is that kind of person.

He nodded slowly, but what he said stunned everyone.

He looked at Gao Peng and asked in an extremely serious tone, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Gao Peng answered without hesitation.

"What I mean is..." Fan Zhengyang's gaze deepened, "If you just want to see my strength, we can stop short of a fight. But if you demand that I use my full strength, then the nature of the matter is completely different."

He paused, then said, word by word:

You will lose badly.

"That kind of devastation might not be about the score, but it can destroy the confidence you've built up over the years, and even make you start to doubt whether you've been playing the game the right way all these years."

"Are you... really mentally prepared for this?"

Fan Zhengyang's words came from the bottom of his heart.

Only he himself knows how terrifying his state, having combined all divine skills, truly is.

That level of skill is beyond the comprehension of the provincial team.

He didn't want to completely destroy an athlete who had a passion for table tennis because of an intra-team competition.

This was his final act of kindness and a reminder, as a time traveler, to those in this world who also loved the sport.

however--

His well-intentioned reminder was misinterpreted by others.

They became incredibly arrogant!

Gao Peng's face instantly turned red!

He had prepared himself to be thoroughly beaten, but Fan Zhengyang's condescending admonition, like that of a headmaster, was like a needle, piercing his already sensitive pride!

What does it mean to lose badly?

What does it mean to destroy self-confidence?

Who do you think you are? A world champion?

Even if I, Gao Peng, am at my worst, I am still the third main player of the provincial team and a top-ranked power player in the country!

Even if you lose, it shouldn't be to the point of questioning the meaning of life, right?!

Even if you lose, it shouldn't be to the point of questioning the meaning of life, right?!

"I...I understand!" Gao Peng practically spat out the words. "Thanks for your 'reminder'! I'll be waiting this afternoon!"

After saying that, he turned around abruptly and walked away without looking back. His back was filled with anger at being humiliated.

The way the team members around Fan Zhengyang looked at him became strange again.

"Isn't this kid a little too arrogant?"

"Yeah, even Senior Brother Gao Peng apologized first, he really didn't give us any face!"

"Even if he's strong, saying things like that is going too far. What do you mean by 'losing miserably'? That's insulting!"

Even the usually composed captain Chen Feng couldn't help but frown.

He admitted that Fan Zhengyang was very strong, strong like a monster.

However, he did not believe that Fan Zhengyang was strong enough to make Gao Peng question his life.

After all, even I wouldn't dare say I could reliably catch Gao Peng's powerful forehand smash, which was comparable to a cannonball firing.

Has this newcomer lost his way after his previous victories?

Only Li Yan, stroking his chin, had an unusual glint in his eyes.

He recalled the fear he felt that day, dominated by Fan Zhengyang's unpredictable serves.

His intuition told him that things might not be as simple as everyone thought.

This Fan Zhengyang may indeed have the right to say such things.

Fan Zhengyang sighed helplessly as he looked at the strange looks from the crowd.

He knew that his well-intentioned reminder had been completely misunderstood.

It became a declaration of arrogance and conceit.

That's enough!

He didn't want to explain.

Because he knew that for these proud athletes who believed only in strength, any verbal explanation was superfluous.

Action is the only answer.

Since you all think I'm arrogant.

That afternoon, I had no choice but to show it to you all.

Since Gao Peng wants to see the "complete version".

Then let's show Gao Peng, and everyone else, the most magnificent, shocking, and inhumane "complete form"!

He wants to use an unprecedented victory to set the stage for his provincial team career with the most ferocious prelude!