Chapter 836 — The Microcosm Explodes, "Are You Cheating?" Shen Yushu Asked Zhen Yingjun

"This is not cheating. I was only yielding to you before out of courtesy, but this third game is the decider, so I cannot keep yielding!" Zhen Yingjun argued.

A roar of jeers went up as the onlookers around them burst into laughter. How was this not cheating? He had taken them for beginners who would be easy to bully and had made his big boasts, and now that he saw how formidable they were, he no longer wanted to yield. That was plainly going back on his word, so how was it not cheating?

Zhen Yingjun flushed red under their laughter, but for the sake of his reputation he did not care if they mocked him! Otherwise, if he, the dignified vice president of the Donghai City Billiards Association, were beaten by two unknown beginners, it would be utterly humiliating! Once word got out, everyone he knew would laugh him to death!

So losing face before this small crowd today was still far better than losing face on a much larger scale!

Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu were both a little angry as well. The man had clearly seen through their plan, and with that, they could no longer have one person move the cue ball while the other took the shot!

"Oh, since you are changing the rules, I will change them too, or we will not be even!" Shen Yushu's eyes darted and a bright idea came to her.

"What rule do you want to change?" Zhen Yingjun asked.

"This time, we will not divide by colors. Whoever pots more balls into the pockets wins. How about that?" Shen Yushu said.

"Fine, so you agree to what I just said?" Zhen Yingjun froze for a moment in surprise, thinking to himself that Shen Yushu's change would be of no use. Even if he no longer allowed Shen Yushu to move the cue ball while Gu Mengyao shot, playing without colors would only make it a little easier for them to find a target when they shot. It hardly mattered, did it?

In any case, Zhen Yingjun took Shen Yushu's proposal as merely settling for second best. Without colors, there would be no need to move the cue ball to look for her own color, she could just shoot directly! But did she really think she could pot balls by shooting directly?

"Agreed. Then who breaks?" Shen Yushu nodded to show her consent.

"I'll go first. I gave you the first two games, so it is about time I broke for once!" Without giving them any chance to object, Zhen Yingjun stepped up to break.

The onlookers despised Zhen Yingjun all the more. He had taken them for beginners who would be easy to bully and arrogantly gave them the advantage, and now that he sensed how formidable they were, he refused to give way. The man really was shameless enough!

Because he had used too much force the last two times, Zhen Yingjun decided to use still less strength this time, just enough to avoid another jump shot. Now that colors no longer mattered, it was even more to his advantage, for he could pot a ball straight off the break.

Zhen Yingjun cut down the force he had used before a little more and then struck out. He thought, with this much strength, the shot should be normal, right?

The result this time was rather as Zhen Yingjun had expected. The cue ball did not fly off again, nor was it a jump shot this time, but the cue ball only crept forward a tiny distance before coming to a stop.

"Huh?" Zhen Yingjun stared blankly. What was going on? Why had the cue ball stopped dead? Could he have used too little force this time? Impossible. It was only slightly less than just now, so how could the difference be so great? Before he had produced a jump shot, and this time the cue ball had only inched forward a few centimeters?

Zhen Yingjun rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things! But he was not, for this time Wei Zhao had not 'helped' him or added any energy, so he had struck with only his true strength.

With the strength he had used, he could only send the cue ball that far.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Shen Yushu burst out laughing. Pointing at the cue ball Zhen Yingjun had struck, she laughed until her stomach hurt. "We let you go first, so how is it like you never shot at all?"

"Just a slip!" Zhen Yingjun's face reddened, though inwardly he had no idea what had gone wrong.

"A slip?" Shen Yushu clearly did not believe Zhen Yingjun's excuse, but she said no more. Taking her place beside the table, she said to him, "All right, I am going to clear the table in one shot!"

"Clear it in one shot?" Zhen Yingjun froze. How was that possible? He said hastily, "Isn't there a rule against continuations?"

"I never said I would use continuations. If I hit another power ball, won't that clear it in one shot?" Shen Yushu looked at Zhen Yingjun as if he were an idiot.

Zhen Yingjun was utterly dumbfounded. At last he understood what Shen Yushu had meant by not dividing by colors. The girl meant to hit another power ball! Because the last power ball had been so utterly inconceivable, it had never even crossed Zhen Yingjun's mind that Shen Yushu could do it again! When she proposed changing the rules, he had not thought in that direction at all, and only now did he realize what scheme lay behind her change!

But could she really hit another power ball? Zhen Yingjun could hardly believe it! After all, that power ball already lay beyond all billiards knowledge. That Shen Yushu might hit a jump shot was still believable, but a shot like a power ball was something even a world-class professional might not be able to pull off!

"You can still hit another power ball?" Zhen Yingjun asked in disbelief.

"I don't know if I can either, but trying should be about enough, right?" Shen Yushu blinked, then raised both hands and cried, "Brother Arrow, please grant me strength!"

Hearing this, Gu Mengyao nearly doubled over with laughter, while Wei Zhao wore a look of utter speechlessness!

Fortunately none of the people around knew what Shen Yushu was talking about, and they took it for some words of self-encouragement, for everyone knew that some athletes shout out cryptic phrases before they act, just as weightlifters cry out words to spur themselves on in the instant they lift the barbell.

After her invocation, Shen Yushu struck. The cue ball traveled quite ordinarily, bumped casually into a colored ball, and then stopped.

It seemed spent and powerless, and just as everyone thought Shen Yushu could not possibly produce another power ball, and just as Zhen Yingjun breathed a sigh of relief, the ball struck by the cue ball suddenly erupted like a tiny universe bursting into flame, abruptly filled with power, and began ricocheting rapidly across the table...

The power ball was born once more!

That ball seemed to know no fatigue, bouncing ceaselessly back and forth across the table. Of course, a single power ball alone was nothing much, since such an inconceivable thing had already happened once before. The crucial point was that what was happening now was even more shocking and horrifying!

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