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Chapter 701: Crushing Defeat

Chapter 701: Chapter 701: Crushing Defeat

"You?" Leng Qianqian glanced at Li Zhirong, then turned to look at Chen Wei, feeling incredulous, "You want to challenge him?"

"Yes! That’s right!" Li Zhirong nodded decisively.

"Uh..." After confirming that Li Zhirong wasn’t joking, Leng Qianqian gave a faint smile, "I think you should forget it. You’re not strong enough."

"Why do you say that?" Li Zhirong asked with a fake smile.

"Haven’t you seen his performance just now? To challenge him, you’re still too green." When dealing with outsiders, Leng Qianqian never minced her words.

She didn’t even feel the need to consider Li Zhirong’s feelings.

"Miss, aren’t you underestimating me a bit too much? Just so you know, I’ve participated in the 13th Golden Pot Amateur Bowling Tournament, and I even won the championship," Li Zhirong began bragging about his impressive resume.

"Really? So what?" Leng Qianqian didn’t see why the champion of an amateur competition was worth bragging about, let alone showing off.

If her little junior brother was willing, he could easily win various official, professional competition awards with no effort at all.

To that end, Leng Qianqian was even more confident than Chen Wei himself.

In any case, she believed in him unconditionally.

"Miss, it seems that you must be a newbie who just got into bowling and isn’t aware of the prestige of the Golden Pot award, which is quite normal."

Li Zhirong convinced himself not to stoop to the level of a bowling novice; it would lower his own status.

A classic case of a hollow victory.

Turning his head, his gaze fixed on Chen Wei, "Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

"Of course, if you have any awards higher than mine, I will willingly admit defeat," Li Zhirong said with a provocative tone.

"Fine by me," Chen Wei readily agreed.

He simply didn’t want Li Zhirong to keep bothering Leng Qianqian, disturbing the time for just the two of them.

Fight quick, end quick!

"Well, I must admit, you’ve got guts."

Li Zhirong’s mouth said so, but his heart was full of disdain.

Hmph, I didn’t expect you to actually accept. You, who’ve never even won an award, dare to challenge me, a semi-professional player?

I don’t know who gave you the courage!

Next, I’ll show you the real gap between a commoner and a pro!

"..." Seeing that Chen Wei had agreed, Leng Qianqian said no more, stepped aside, and walked to a nearby resting seat to sit down.

She had to admit that Li Zhirong’s ability to draw hatred far exceeded his bowling skills.

Leng Qianqian was looking forward to Chen Wei putting him in his place.

"Me first!" As Chen Wei was about to go to the ball rack, Li Zhirong stepped ahead, quickening his pace and picking up a bowling ball.

He decided to take the initiative and shatter Chen Wei’s confidence with a perfect strike.

Touch and confidence are the absolute keys to victory.

"..." Chen Wei did not say anything. The outcome was already decided. What did it matter if he struggled a bit more?

Poor Li Zhirong, still full of confidence, believed that the scales of victory would always tip in his favor.

Strength is eternal. Can good luck last a lifetime?

The more he thought, the more smug Li Zhirong became inside.

He approached the lane.

"Ho... Ha..." He took a deep breath, then exhaled, aimed down the lane, and got into position.

Bang!

He sent the bowling ball rolling straight down the lane.

Boom!

After the sound, Li Zhirong was somewhat surprised to see that one pin had not fallen.

Well, that should be enough to nip at his ego.

Let him understand that he and Leng Qianqian were different; he was not that amateurish.

Her extraordinary performance was just his minor slip-up, nothing more.

Turning around, he expected to see Chen Wei’s face show despair, but instead, Chen Wei appeared expressionless.

Hmph, he must be pretending, definitely!

Li Zhirong comforted himself with this thought.

As he walked past Chen Wei, he didn’t forget to "kindly" remind him, "Don’t feel too pressured. Don’t be so nervous. I wouldn’t want you to come up with excuses later, saying you only lost to me because you weren’t in good shape."

"..." Chen Wei did not respond to that.

In one ear, out the other; he treated Li Zhirong as if he were thin air.

"..." Li Zhirong.

Frowning deeply.

Good kid, pretty arrogant!

He clenched his fist.

I want to see just how long you can keep up that arrogance!

He gritted his teeth with a grinding sound.

Bang!

Seeing that Chen Wei didn’t even aim before the throw but simply relied on his feel to release the bowling ball—

Li Zhirong almost couldn’t hold back a laugh.

This guy, is truly an amateur.

Boom!

But the next second, Li Zhirong’s smile froze. His face turned from green to purple, looking extremely ugly.

Because he saw clearly that all ten bowling pins were knocked down without a single one left standing.

This kid’s luck can’t possibly be this good!

Even so, Li Zhirong was still utterly convinced that all this was purely due to Chen Wei’s luck.

He refused to believe this devil’s luck and threw the bowling ball a second time.

Bang! Boom!

This time, he successfully knocked down all ten.

"Nice!" he couldn’t help but cheer.

His girlfriend glanced at him and couldn’t help but facepalm, finding it embarrassing.

It was clear who was better.

For Chen Wei, hitting all ten pins was as easy as eating, so why are you so excited?

He was just short of having "small-minded triumph" written across his face.

As he passed by Chen Wei again, Li Zhirong’s mouth curved into a smirk, he let out a light snort, his expression especially smug.

Bang! Boom!

However, this time, Chen Wei still hit all ten pins.

"..." Li Zhirong.

The third round of bowling.

Li Zhirong hit eight.

Chen Wei hit ten.

The fourth round of bowling.

Li Zhirong hit six.

Chen Wei hit ten.

"..." An invisible pressure loomed over Li Zhirong’s heart. He couldn’t believe that after four rounds, Chen Wei hadn’t missed a single pin.

On the other hand, his own form was horrible, and his throws were getting more and more crooked.

Even knowing that he was utterly defeated in terms of score and that there was no need to continue,

Li Zhirong still felt a stifled sense of pride, thinking that if he could just hit one more strike, it wouldn’t be so shameful.

Bang! Boom!

Disaster!

By the time Li Zhirong realized it, it was already too late. He never expected that due to Chen Wei’s display of overwhelming dominance, his hand would shake, throwing the ball off course.

This time, he didn’t hit a single pin!

Bang! Boom!

It was Chen Wei’s turn, and, as expected, he scored a perfect ten.

After five rounds, Chen Wei scored a perfect game.

Li Zhirong only hit one strike.

"No, how is this possible?" Li Zhirong looked at his slightly trembling hands, finding it hard to believe.

He had been defeated so miserably!

He even started to suspect that Chen Wei had mistakenly taken the script that was supposed to be his.

The one to face such humiliation should have been Chen Wei, not him!

How could it be me?

Yes! That’s right, it must be so!

And so, Li Zhirong spoke up again, proposing, "Let’s play another game!"

"Sorry, not interested," Chen Wei flatly refused, with a cold look in his eyes.