Chapter 1137 Violent Ball Performance
Zhong Xiang was full of confidence, and Yang Hao seemed to be equally confident, and he didn't see the novice's embarrassment or panic at all.
"Brother, the ball you picked is too heavy." There was a man in his thirties next to him who seemed to look down on Zhong Xiang bullying Yang Hao, a novice, and suggested to Yang Hao: "Heavy bowling balls can certainly maintain a more stable line. , but the requirements for strength are higher, just now your third ball was not hit because of insufficient power."
Yang Hao turned his head and glanced at the man who spoke. He was thirty-four or fifteen years old, wearing a casual sportswear and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked refined and refined.
Yang Hao smiled lightly at the man, and thanked him: "Thank you for your reminder, it's okay, I was just trying my hand just now, and I didn't try my best."
The man seemed to want to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he said, "You should pay attention to balance when exerting force, otherwise the ball will go half way."
Yang Hao nodded: "Okay, I will pay attention, thank you."
The man didn't speak again, just nodded with a smile, and then stood halfway, watching quietly.
Yang Hao dunked the ball with three fingers, walked to the edge of the fairway, then took a small step, bent down, and swung his right hand forward suddenly.
The heavy bowling ball seemed to lose its weight suddenly, and Yang Hao threw it directly on the ground in a straight line, moving forward at a shocking high speed, even before it had time to roll over. After passing half of the track, it then spun at an astonishing high speed, rolled straight towards the end of the fairway, and finally hit the wooden bottle in the center.
boom!
A loud and crisp explosion echoed in the empty space of the bowling alley. All the onlookers opened their eyes wide, looking in shock at the falling wooden pin at the end of the fairway that was almost bursting.
all hit!
A straight line, without any deviation, directly hit the wooden bottle in the front!
The ferocious power, the explosive impact, and the rolling and exploding wooden pins show how terrifying power this bowling ball contains!
Shock!
sluggish!
Everyone was absent-minded for a moment. From Yang Hao's three tryouts before, everyone can be sure that Yang Hao is not pretending. He is indeed a novice. Even if it is the last shot, his posture is also unbelievable. But the effect he caused was extremely amazing.
Even if an ordinary person hits a strike, the strength will not be so heavy, the wooden pins will only overwhelm one by one, and the chain reaction will all fall down, but the bowling ball thrown by Yang Hao is like a cannonball, directly hitting the wooden pin in front of him. bottle, and then caused a violent explosion!
Just that nearly exploding sound was enough to make everyone's heart tremble. How much power could it have to create such an effect?
After a moment of silence, cheers, exclamations, and whistles instantly filled the entire space.
"Wow, so handsome!"
"What a powerful shot. This guy doesn't look strong. How can he have such powerful explosive power?"
"It looks like we are really going to counterattack. The provocateur looks like he is going to be an idiot today."
Jiang Yan was already cheering excitedly: "Yang Hao, you are so handsome, come on, beat him!"
Haruko Yukimura's eyes were also bright, and her eyes were shining brightly. Although she didn't say anything, her bright eyes and excited face all showed the joy in her heart.
When Tang Meng saw Yang Hao's amazing performance, there was no surprise in his eyes like the others. Instead, the smile on his face seemed a little forced.
The people on Yang Hao's side were jumping for joy, but the faces on Zhong Xiang's side were a little ugly. No one expected that Yang Hao's balls would be so violent and efficient. It was only the first game, and Zhong Xiang was overwhelmed. .
Wang Chao and the others no longer had the previous frivolous look on their faces. They all looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and when they looked at Zhong Xiang's face, their eyes were a little complicated.
"What the hell."
Zhong Xiang cursed in a low voice, took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, walked out, smiled at Yang Hao and said, "You played well."
Yang Hao smiled faintly: "It's my first time touching the ball today. I can't compare to experts like you who can be teachers to others. Let's continue."
When Yang Hao said a word, Zhong Xiang's expression was extremely unnatural, and even Wang Chao and others beside him seemed quite embarrassed. They had provoked Yang Hao and the others in every possible way before, and they also uttered molesting words to the two girls. Now Being hit in the face by Yang Hao's words, there was a faint feeling of pain on his face.
Not far from Yang Hao, the elegant man who persuaded Yang Hao before frowned and thought for a while, then smiled and said to a woman next to him: "He is using strength to overcome cleverness, and he has a lot of ideas."
The twenty-seven-year-old woman next to him asked curiously: "Using force to defeat skill?"
The elegant man explained softly: "He is a beginner. He is not familiar with how to push the ball, and he doesn't have much sense of the ball. It is difficult to hit the ball with technique, but his explosive power It is surprisingly strong and very powerful, so he chose the heaviest bowling ball, because this kind of ball is the most difficult to deflect, and under the action of huge explosive force, the bowling ball has reached the target before it even deflects. He hit the wooden pin, so he used force to overcome skill and used his own strengths to make up for his shortcomings."
His voice is not too loud, but the people around him are also often in contact with bowling. Hearing what he said, they all understood, and looked at Yang Hao with two more expectations. That's what I thought at first, according to his fierce strength, even if he used throwing, he could directly hit a full hit.
Zhong Xiang played well the second time, and successfully hit a full strike. He breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to say something, Yang Hao went straight up, picked up the heaviest bowling ball again, and walked onto the fairway. Throw the ball out again.
boom!
The almost bursting sound, the flying and falling wooden bottles, and the high-speed tumbling almost in a straight line are basically a perfect copy of the last action!
There is no difference at all!
The posture is still the same amateur, even a bit ugly, but the effect is still amazing!
It seems that what everyone sees is not the new round of the game, but the repeat playback of Yang Hao's push ball in the previous round!
Zhong Xiang's face became heavy again, his mood that had just eased up suddenly became tense again, and his heart hung high.
The game has to continue, but the next game doesn't seem to have any surprises, because no matter how good Zhong Xiang's performance is, he can at most tie with Yang Hao, but Yang Hao throws the ball every time. The copied one rolls in a straight line with no slight difference at high speed, and then gets a good result of all hits with a crisp cracking sound.
Careful viewers even noticed that Yang Hao's body posture seemed to become less rigid as he threw the ball again and again, and began to soften, as if there were two more rhythms.
boom!
boom!
...
Explosions again and again, strikes again and again, when Yang Hao threw the bowling ball in his hand again and hit strikes again without any suspense, the whole game had lost its meaning.
Zhong Xiang has lost.
Zhong Xiang was just like Tang Meng before, in Yang Hao's steady attack again and again, he went from apprehension to worry, from worry to fear, from fear to collapse, and finally even achieved extremely bad results.
He didn't fight to the end, but he collapsed.
The huge bet of one million made his heart lose his balance. He originally thought that this one million was a dish delivered to his door, but who knew that he was still being pretended to be a pig and eaten by a tiger. The most important thing was that the other party was really a rookie.
He actually lost to a rookie!
Yang Hao was not surprised by this result, just like what the elegant man next to him said, he never thought about playing any tricks with the opponent from the beginning, just to break the game with force, the slower the roll, the easier it is Deflection, the faster the roll, the faster the throwing speed, the stronger the inertia, as long as you aim in the direction, the more difficult it is to deflect. How can Yang Hao's physical fitness at this moment be comparable to ordinary people?
Sudden explosive power and balance of force, these are not the slightest problem for Yang Hao. For the previous three balls, Yang Hao is just familiarizing himself with the fairway and finding the strength that suits him. If he wants, he can even use the bowling ball like The cannonballs are generally thrown in a flat flight, smashing all the wooden bottles.
Yang Hao clapped his hands, his expression still calm and relaxed, and smiled lightly: "Thank you for the one million, this one million is enough for us to eat many meals."
Zhong Xiang and his group immediately looked extremely embarrassed. Today they pretended to be slapped in the face, but their faces were swollen. Wang Chao was fine and won 100,000, but Zhong Xiang was miserable, losing 1 million.
These few people are still very familiar with each other. Before, everyone was still envious of Zhong Xiang, who was able to win a windfall like one million. Now, everyone is more fortunate. Fortunately, it was Zhong Xiang who made the head start. It's not me, if it's me, then I'm the one who's struggling now.
After Yang Hao returned what they had said before, he said to the man who was a notary: "Please, transfer the money to my card."
The man's expression was a bit abnormal, he glanced at Zhong Xiang, who was looking gloomy, and straightened his expression: "Okay, I'll turn around for you right now."
The man started to operate the money transfer, but he scolded Zhong Xiang in his heart, because they had agreed before that he would be the middleman, and they were afraid that if Yang Hao lost the money, he could give him five Thousands of benefits, but now the benefits are in vain.
Just when he was struggling, Yang Hao seemed to remember something again, and said casually: "Just transfer 1.99 million to me, and the remaining 10,000 is your hard work fee."
When the man heard Yang Hao's words, his face suddenly became happy. Ha, not bad. He paid five thousand just now, but now he has ten thousand. It seems that he has made a profit.
The man was preparing to transfer money, but Zhong Xiang, who looked pale, suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."