Amid the applause of Wang Guoyun and Zhang Fei, Yi Gan started the seventh inning.

The tee-off rhythm was still the same as the previous set, and Yi Qian carefully stared at the changing numbers of tee-off probability.

100%

I didn't expect that the first time I took a shot, there would be a chance of hitting the tee shot. It seems that the clearing of the table in the previous set allowed Yi Gan's body coordination to adjust to a very comfortable feeling.

Without hesitation, Yi Qian grasped the handle of the punch with his back hand and sent it out quickly.

After the collision of 15 balls, the ball was scored steadily, although there was a 100% chance that there would be no mistakes.

However, only one ball was pocketed, and the white ball stuck tightly to the No. 7 ball, so there was no ball that could be directly hit into the pocket.

"It's terrible now. Although the ball is in the pocket, I can't continue to score goals or even hit the ball.

Yi Qian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little confused when he saw the game.

"If I hit a shot casually, I can't control the landing point of the white ball, which will definitely leave an opportunity for Ma Chenyang to attack, and it is very likely that he will be cleared by others. Is this going to ruin the continuous driving opportunities that I finally got? "

Zhang Fei looked at such a strange game and lamented Yi Qian's bad luck, but he was anxious and couldn't think of a good solution for the moment.

Ma Chenyang began to rub chocolate on his clubs and prepared to play, looking like he was laughing, waiting for Yi Qian to make a mistake.

"There must be a way!"

Yi Qian encouraged himself.

When Yi Qian plays ball with his friends, he often says, "There is a way to any ball."

It may sound like a very idealistic statement, but this kind of thinking brings Yi Qian self-confidence and the courage to solve problems when he encounters them.

Sometimes some complex spherical shapes can really produce magical effects and solve problems through a flash of inspiration.

"When I was at a low level, I could always think of a way. Now that I have improved so much, I must have a way!"

Yi Qian calmed down and was not frightened by the game in front of him. Instead, his mind was quiet. He walked around the table step by step and began to observe and look for solutions.

Ma Chenyang became a little impatient and urged, "Hey, brother, although we don't have a shot limit, it's pointless for you to waste time like this."

Yi Qian was already immersed in analyzing and understanding the game, turning a deaf ear to Ma Chenyang's unreasonableness.

After observing the spherical shape again, his eyes lit up and he finally found a solution!

Returning to the white ball, Yi Gan aimed at the empty side bank, stood up, and bent down to prepare to hit the ball.

Liu Yun was confused and thought Yi Qian was about to give up. Just when he was about to remind him, Zhang Fei stopped him.

Zhang Fei explained to Liu Yun, "Yi Qian's shot was intended to hit the No. 11 ball near the mouth of the pocket, breaking the deadlock and making it easier to start."

Liu Yun took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a ball at the bottom right of the white ball, which was relatively easy to score in the entire game.

"But this kind of hook is not that simple. If the hook fails, wouldn't it give Ma Chenyang another chance?" Liu Yun was a little anxious. He felt that this choice was too risky.

"Trust Yi Gan, he won't do anything he's not sure about." Zhang Fei patted Liu Yun's hand and comforted him.

Is Yi Qian really sure that he will be hooked?

Ma Chenyang didn't believe that an amateur player would have such strength.

In fact, Yi Qian originally thought that the game might be ruined by this ball, but when he saw this ball and looked at it for a few more seconds, the number "12%" actually appeared.

It turns out that the batting result predictor works!

Although the 12% chance was low, Yi Qian still saw hope of breaking the situation.

So there is a scene where Yi Gan starts to take aim without hesitation after observing the game, preparing to hook the ball.

Yi Qian roughly estimated the angle of refraction, moved the stick slowly, and began to aim.

"12%"

"17%"

"39%"

"55%"

…

This kind of ball is different from a tee shot. Just by slightly adjusting the hitting point, the hooked surface of the ball will inevitably get closer and closer to the entire ball.

All Yi Gan needs is patience, waiting until the chance of scoring a goal keeps changing and reaches 80%.

Yi Qian thought silently, "Use a precise aiming adjuster."

In an instant, the chance of scoring a goal soared from 80% to 100%!

Yi Qian had no hesitation and shot out instantly.

The white ball bounced heavily on the edge of the library and flew towards the No. 11 ball.

Ma Chenyang saw the landing spot of Yi Qian's ball and thought to himself, "Oops, I got it!"

As a former professional snooker player and a future star of snooker in Qinchuan Province, he has practiced this kind of skill since he was a child.

Although I dare not say that I can hit the hook 100%, the feeling of landing is still deeply imprinted in my mind.

As long as the shot hits the point near the bank, and based on the rotation and strength of the white ball, you can basically know whether it can go in.

Yi Gan's shot looked quite different when he was making the move. He didn't have time to laugh at Yi Gan, but after a few adjustments, the final shot suddenly hit the most suitable position.

This was beyond belief.

Is this Yi Gan so talented in billiards?

The feeling of the ball is so terrifying!

Ma Chenyang's judgment was not wrong. In Liu Yun's anxious and worried expression, the white ball bounced out at the most perfect angle. After colliding with ball No. 11, No. 11 was hit head-on. Like an obedient child, it fell into the middle. bag.

After the impact, the white ball bounced on the edge of the middle bag and bounced softly, facing the No. 12 ball in the bottom bag.

Ma Chenyang had already expected it, so he just smiled to himself, turned around and sat in his seat.

The golfers who were watching were in a state of excitement.

“Easy to fuck awesome!”

"Damn, this shot is amazing, the calculation is so accurate!"

Even Zhao Shibin, who has always been steady, smiled and kept applauding.

Liu Yun, on the other hand, was overwhelmed with excitement and shook Zhang Fei's arm desperately, speechless.

Zhang Fei raised his hand and gave a thumbs up.

Yi Gan finally felt relieved and patted his chest.

Now that the game has been broken successfully, although the remaining ball shapes are difficult, they are all within Yi Gan's grasp.

Even if he encounters a difficult ball in the middle and lacks confidence, Yi Qian decisively uses the opportunity of kick-off prediction and precise aiming to score it.

This made Ma Chenyang, who had seen hope midway, disappointed again, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

In the end, Yi Qian relied on a stunning hook ball to open the game.

Among the remaining balls, I only used the cool tool once, and I once again completed a tee shot to clear the table.

Score 5:2
Chapter completed!