Chapter 74

The mother ball bounced back three times on the table, and on the last rebound, accidentally, hit the ball with a large pattern. Immediately afterwards, he saw that the ball with the pattern on it had been knocked around. It was swaying as if it was going to stop at any moment. However, it did not stop and continued to roll towards the cave entrance.

Pow!

"Shua!" Everyone's gazes were fixated on Ji Feng's face. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't understand how this ball could be struck by Ji Feng in such a manner.

Of course, if to an expert, the difficulty of this ball was not that high, the angle was too high, and the ball with large patterns on it and the hole in it were not in the same line, then this was not difficult at all. On the contrary, to many people, playing a straight line ball was not as easy as playing a ball with an angle.

Thus, what surprised everyone was Ji Feng's casual att.i.tude when he was playing. When he was playing the ball, he did not even look at it. He just casually hit it and it went in!

What was this?

Was it a demonstration, or was it a show of his extraordinary skill?

When the crowd saw He Dong's ashen expression, they immediately understood that this ordinary looking youth who was actually an extreme expert was slapping his opponent in the face!

This gentle looking guy with gla.s.ses had won two youths for more than ten rounds in a row. Even if it was someone who was betting money, he still wouldn't leave them without a shred of face. One must know that since they were here to play, they must know each other. They might even be familiar with each other. He had been so mean to his friend, not caring about face at all. In that case, he would have to return the favor.

However, that gentle fellow probably didn't expect that the other two youths would actually have such powerful experts. It seemed that if this gentle guy had not pushed them too far, they would not be so merciless as to slap their faces.

At this moment, the gazes of everyone that looked at He Dong became slightly disdainful.

Fake gentleness!

In reality, to these spectators, it was only because they were attracted by He Dong's skill that they paid no attention to his brashness and his ability to take an inch forward, or it could be said that they intentionally didn't notice his brashness.

But now, there was suddenly someone with more skill than He Dong, even to the point that the expert was on a completely different level than him. Everyone's attention naturally s.h.i.+fted away from He Dong, and only now did they have time to think about what He Dong had just done.

However, Ji Feng was indifferent, as if he was not the one playing. His movements were still slow, but no one dared to continue underestimating him.

At this time, there were even people thinking about how the ball that was almost stuck in a desperate situation was surrounded by three b.a.l.l.s. Was Ji Feng really unable to do anything?

But, did Ji Feng really think that way? Would he really be able to hit that kind of desperate ball? This was a question that everyone was puzzled about.

At this moment, the eyes of the person in question, Ji Feng, had already landed on Black Eight.

Ji Feng smiled as he gently pushed the bat forward.

Black Eight entered!

"I'm sorry, I was careless and won!" Ji Feng arrived in front of He Dong with a smile on his face. He slowly extended his hand, asking for money.

He Dong's expression was unsettled, and in the end, he fiercely glared at Ji Feng, then he withdrew 1,000 silver from his wallet and pa.s.sed it over.

"Do you dare to play another round? Maybe I was just lucky! " Ji Feng used the same method of provocation. Moreover, compared to He Dong, his method of provocation was even more direct and r.e.t.a.r.ded, and anyone who wasn't a fool would be able to see that.

"Madman, high!" However, Zhang Lei understood Ji Feng's intentions. He Dong was absolutely a vile character; as the saying goes, a descendant of a wild wolf that gains the upper hand! He Dong was precisely such a person, moreover, he wanted to put gold on his face while being arrogant, and he wanted to ask for face.

Since that was the case, Ji Feng pointed to his weak point. "Didn't you want face? Aren't you going to provoke me?" Alright, now I'm also here to provoke you, and it's a blatant provocation without any scruples. If you still want face, then go ahead and do it. If he didn't fight … Are you still a person who cares about face? How could he ever raise his head to be a human in the future?

Seeing He Dong's constantly changing expression, Zhang Lei had never felt this refreshed before. d.a.m.n, this is too refres.h.i.+ng. I let you brat be so arrogant again. You were so arrogant when you won against me, why don't you even fart now?

Some of the surrounding spectators reacted as well, and they all looked at He Dong.

"Promise him. Young man, what does it matter if we fight again?"

… ….

Ji Feng faintly smiled and snapped his fingers, telling the waiter to arrange the ball properly.

"It's my turn to kick the ball, isn't it?" Ji Feng slightly smiled. All of a sudden, he bent down and crouched down in an extremely graceful posture.

"Pah!"

The first time the ball went off, the ball shot out. Immediately after, everyone saw a scene that left them dumbstruck. It was as if the white ball had eyes, as it bounced off the edge of the table, hitting the second, the third … …

With one kick, he scored five goals!

Not only the onlookers, even He Dong, Zhang Lei, and Xiao Yu Xuan, who had been silent all this while, were stunned. This scene was simply too shocking.

The stars in the sky!

The proficient He Dong had been defeated by Ji Feng!

At this point, Ji Feng stretched out his hand, "My apologies, it's One Thousand Yuan again!"