Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 566 - 565: Golden Tiger!

Chapter 566: Chapter 565: Golden Tiger!

Wang Hao’s eyes were glued to the flurry of bets being placed on the other side!

"Bro, isn’t this a bit unfair? You guys don’t have any faith in me?"

"Jiangjiang, shall we go place a bet too?" Feifei glanced at Wang Hao, then at Jiang Huanyu, and whispered, "I... I’m betting on Master to win!"

Taozi joined in, "Me too!"

"Let’s go!" Women who could be bosses usually have a spirit of adventure and are decisive, so Jiangjiang immediately took her two girlfriends and stepped forward, "We’re betting on... on Wang Hao to win!" She was used to calling him "Master" and almost misspoke.

In fact, Jiangjiang and her friends were just trying to cheer Wang Hao on, but to everyone else, it looked a little different...

After all, a guy getting support from three beautiful women could definitely spark an explosive jealousy that was too much to handle.

"Wow, the three beauties are actually betting on Wang Hao to win!" The one who started the betting parlour and often hung around here for fun was a rich second-generation named Zhang Haifeng. He spoke with confidence, and of course, with even more explosive jealousy, "That kid looks like a total loser, and you’re betting on him. Fine, the odds for Wang Hao to win are 1 to 3. How much do you want to bet?"

Last time, Jiang Huanyu made hundreds of thousands following Wang Hao’s stock tips. She couldn’t miss such a good opportunity this time, even if it meant losing, so she decisively said, "Fifty thousand."

Feifei: "I’ll bet ten thousand." Taozi: "I’ll bet ten thousand too."

"Done!" Zhang Haifeng, with a toothpick in his mouth, nodded, "Join the WeChat group, then we’ll place our bets. I’ve got to be clear: this is just for wins and losses. It doesn’t matter how many balls they hit, we’ll just see who loses more balls by the end! Even if it’s by just one ball, that’s a loss. Everyone got it?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, "Of course."

And so they joined the group, then transferred the money.

The bet was placed, everyone was ready, and Wang Hao and Liu Dong were poised and ready to start the match.

"Shhhhh—"

The sound of the referee’s whistle quieted down the crowd.

This time, the referee officiating the match was a Japanese man who started with an almost impassioned introduction, "Let’s welcome him! To my left is a man solely in pursuit of immense strength, the battle-hardened peak achiever, Golden Tiger—Liu Dong! His weapon is the powerful force that can end a fight in the blink of an eye! He’s called this because he simply cannot be stopped! With a posture that embodies victory, he is truly a fierce tiger!"

The crowd erupted in applause, helpless against the prestige of Golden Tiger. All their pocket money was riding on him now!

Then, when introducing Wang Hao, the atmosphere obviously shifted...

The Japanese referee walked up to Wang Hao and simply said three words, "Screw you!"

Wang Hao: "..."

Are you seriously going to treat us this differently?!

After his impassioned introduction, the Japanese referee asked, "According to the rules agreed upon by both parties, we will use professional-level table tennis rules. There is no limit to the number of points per game, and the game goes on until one side calls stop. At the end of the match, the side with the most lost balls will be declared the loser. Do we all agree? If there are no objections, the match will begin soon."

"I agree," Liu Dong said, utterly confident and regarding it as an adult bullying a child, "I can start at any time."

"I have no problems," Wang Hao smiled, "Let’s begin."

"Good!" The Japanese referee swiftly crossed his arms, both players ready, and he shouted loudly, "The time to realize dreams has arrived! Soon, the battle staking dreams and pride between men will begin!" He then blew the whistle, "Shhhhh—!!!"

The match had begun!

Liu Dong served the first ball.

The posture of a national champion sparring partner was impeccable. Liu Dong tossed the ball high and with a sleek motion, smacked it. The ping-pong ball soared in a mysterious trajectory toward the corner of Wang Hao’s table.

The angle of the ball was particularly tricky, prompting a unified "Oh" from the watching crowd.

Ping-pong is indeed a test of reflexes; the ball flies very fast, and a moment’s delay could mean missing the ball and conceding a point.

Actually, Liu Dong’s serve was quite good, but the issue was, Wang Hao was no ordinary opponent now!

To others, the rapidly moving ping-pong ball was only a blur, but to Wang Hao, it seemed to slow to a crawl.

The changes to his body from the last two rolls of the luck dice had surpassed his expectations. The white ping-pong ball gently spun in the air before flying towards Wang Hao. It traced a graceful arc in the air, lightly tapped the table, and then...

"Smack!" With an effortless flick, Wang Hao sent the ball back in an even more mystical trajectory, barely touching the edge of Liu Dong’s table...

First point, Wang Hao wins!

Everyone watching was dumbfounded! What just happened?! Losing a point right from the start?!

"Did I see that right? We just started, and already lost a point?"

"It must be sheer luck!"

"Exactly, definitely luck! How else could Liu Dong lose a ball so easily?"

"It’s just the start, giving away one point is normal."

"That’s it!" The Japanese referee was also taken aback, astonished for a good while, before he finally flipped the scorecard—0:1!

"This... this..." Liu Dong picked up the ball, a flash of embarrassment crossing his face before regaining composure, "Ahahaha, hey, friendship first, competition second. Just gave you a point! But next, I’m playing for real!"

Jiang Huanyu and her friends started to tense up at the sight of Liu Dong getting serious.

After all, Liu Dong’s table tennis skills were famous throughout Golden Sand, with even some foreign professional-level players coming here to seek his advice.

"Oohoo!" The referee, energized by Liu Dong’s words, declared, "The so-called sport of table tennis requires the harmony of heart, skill, and body. Now, Liu Dong is in his best state of mind! With over a decade of connection with table tennis, he’s sure to seize victory in the end!"

Wang Hao: "..."

Is it really alright for you to be this biased?

"Pal, just you watch," Liu Dong, holding the ball, glared viciously at Wang Hao, said, "You’re going to lose miserably! Prepare to do five hundred push-ups, because I won’t hold back any longer!"

Wang Hao sniffed, "Oh..."

Then...

Second serve, Wang Hao wins!

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