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

Chapter 78 Using Their Own Methods! A Devastating Strike from the "King of Straight Shots"

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In the second game, Fan Zhenyang served.

Instead of using his unpredictable and magical serve, he served a very ordinary short ball, which landed on Chen Feng's backhand side.

Chen Feng frowned slightly, becoming even more vigilant.

He didn't know what Fan Zhenyang was planning, so he could only remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

Chen Feng stepped forward and gently flicked the ball with his backhand, returning it to Fan Zhenyang's backhand net position.

This is his most effective tactic: to drag the game into a rhythm he's most comfortable controlling.

He wanted to see what tricks Fan Zhenyang could pull off with this unorthodox penhold grip!

But what happened the next second completely overturned Chen Feng's understanding of billiards over the past twenty years!

Fan Zhenyang's steps moved as if by a ghost, taking a small step to the left.

Unlike typical penhold players, he didn't make a large sideways turn to prepare for a forehand attack.

Instead, he suddenly flipped his wrist!

His right hand, which was holding the racket, came from the left side of his body and went behind the ball at an extremely strange angle!

Hook your wrist inward and then burst forward!

The entire movement was graceful, fluid, and full of beauty!

Wang Hao – Penhold grip with backhand topspin!

"call out--!"

A white lightning bolt, faster than any previous backhand smash, instantly tore through the air!

The ball, with a strong topspin, slammed into Chen Feng's wide-open forehand space at an extremely tricky angle!

"What?!"

Chen Feng's pupils suddenly contracted!

His brain simply couldn't process this sudden change!

All he knew was that his supposedly proud defensive anticipation was like a fragile piece of paper, instantly pierced by this ball!

He didn't even have time to lift his racket!

"Snapped!"

The ball landed with a thud.

1: 0!

The entire training hall fell into a deathly silence once again!

If Chen Feng's victory in the first game was expected, it was a testament to his strength.

At this moment, Fan Zhenyang's point was an unexpected shock!

"Straight...straight backhand?!"

"My God! He actually knows how to play with a straight grip?! And the quality is just too high?!"

"This...this is impossible! How could a shakehand grip player produce such a perfect penhold backhand topspin?!"

"A monster! He's absolutely a monster! How many more of his trump cards do we not know about?!"

The players on the sidelines looked as if they had seen aliens; their worldviews were about to shatter.

On the coach's bench.

Head coach Wang Dehai dropped his thermos with a clatter, spilling scalding hot tea all over the floor, but he was completely unaware.

His eyes were fixed on Fan Zhenyang on the field, and his mouth was agape enough to fit an egg.

"Old...Old Wei..." He turned his head with difficulty, his voice trembling, "Tell me, am I dreaming?"

Wei Gang's poker face could no longer hold back at this moment.

His face was filled with the same shock as Wang Dehai, a figure depicted in a world-famous painting.

He muttered to himself, "The body of a horizontal grip, the spirit of a vertical grip... offense and defense in one, attacking from both sides... I've only ever seen this kind of playing style in theoretical literature... How did he do it?!"

……

On the table tennis table.

Chen Feng finally snapped out of his shock.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He knew that he might have seriously underestimated how terrifying the boy in front of him was.

The game continues.

Chen Feng serves.

He no longer dared to serve short balls easily, but instead chose to serve a very fast long ball to sneak attack Fan Zhenyang's forehand baseline.

However, what he was facing was a Fan Zhenyang who had been completely "unsealed"!

"Well done!"

A glint of light flashed in Fan Zhenyang's eyes!

Since you won't let me use the backhand topspin.

Then I'll use my forehand to settle this with you!

He took a big step to the side, his body like a fully drawn bow!

His arm, like a giant python poised to pounce, suddenly swung forward!

Wang Chuqin's imperial burst!

"boom!"

A loud bang!

The white billiard ball transformed into a shooting star streaking across the sky, carrying a terrifying, destructive force, and retaliated fiercely at an even faster speed!

Chen Feng managed a weak horizontal block!

"Bang!"

An immense and irresistible force came from the paddle!

His arm went numb, and the racket almost slipped from his hand!

The ball bounced high and flew directly out of bounds!

2.0!

"good!!!"

"Yang Shen is awesome!!!"

In the stands, the women's team members could no longer contain their excitement and burst into a series of clear and enthusiastic screams!

They have completely transformed into "fangirls" of Fan Zhenyang, waving their little fists and cheering him on wildly!

"Go Yang Shen! You're so cool!"

"Beat him to a pulp! Let him know who the real number one is!"

Meanwhile, the male team members subconsciously felt a pang of worry for their captain.

"Feng, stay calm!"

"Go for it, Feng Ge!"

The cheers from both sides, clearly distinct yet devoid of any hostility, intertwined, pushing the atmosphere on the field to its peak.

Wang Dehai and Wei Gang exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with shock, but also with relief and elation!

Healthy competition!

This is exactly what they want to see!

With these two players, how could table tennis in Lanzhou not flourish in the future?!

……

The situation on the field has undergone a complete reversal.

When Fan Zhenyang unleashed his unexpected backhand topspin move, Chen Feng's much-vaunted "control flow" tactic instantly crumbled.

He couldn't stop Fan Zhenyang's backhand because Fan Zhenyang could directly attack with a more powerful penhold backhand.

He dared not serve long balls easily because Fan Zhenyang's forehand smash was even more powerful than Gao Peng's!

He felt like a shrewd chess player who had encountered a bug that didn't play by the rules at all!

All the traps you set, he just "flies" over them!

How can we play like this?!

"Snapped!"

Fan Zhenyang executed a stylish backhand topspin that changed to a straight shot, scoring a point!

4: 1!

"Snapped!"

Fan Zhenyang delivers a powerful forehand side-spin smash, scoring!

6: 2!

"Snapped!"

In a long rally, Fan Zhenyang, under pressure, even suddenly switched back to a shakehand grip and unleashed a fierce, unpredictable straight shot that pierced through Chen Feng's defense!

8: 3!

Overlord's twist, straight shot with a backhand, emperor's explosive drive, fierce change to a straight line...

He can wield all sorts of amazing skills with ease and switch between them seamlessly!

He was like a martial arts master with eighteen kinds of weapons, defeating Chen Feng, the "tactical master", and forcing him to retreat step by step without any chance to fight back!

The audience in the stands had already gone wild.

They felt like they weren't watching a game, but rather a dazzling display of individual skill!

"My God! He's switched back to a horizontal grip!"

"After a penhold backhand topspin, he can then transition into a powerful straight shot? This... what kind of divine maneuver is this?!"

"My mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch the game..."

The last goal.

Fan Zhenyang once again used a "penhold backhand topspin" to force Chen Feng to the far end of the table.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he placed a light, short ball with strong sidespin in front of the net.

Chen Feng gave it his all, sprinting to the net and barely managing to save the ball.

But his doors were already wide open.

Fan Zhenyang had been waiting for a long time.

He leaped high into the air, his arm swinging like a battle axe, and brought it down fiercely!

A thunderous, earth-shattering forehand slam dunk!

"boom!"

11: 6!

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