Chapter 23: One Pole, Instant Kill!

  "Are you going to continue? Classmates." Bai Yu leaned against the ball case, looking at Chu Feng and others with great interest. Chu Feng and others were struggling in their hearts, admitting defeat was undoubtedly a very embarrassing thing, but not admitting defeat would lose more than just face. Bai Yu's ball skills were beyond description, even more terrifying.

  Chu Feng hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up; "I..."

  "Wait, how can this good show be without me?" A voice came from not far away, Chu Feng looked back in surprise, and the person who came was Ling Fei. Ling Fei had a smile all over his face, with Zhang Qiao Na following behind him.

  "What round are we at? Haven't missed anything, have I?" Ling Fei walked up to Chu Feng and said with a teasing tone.

  Chu Feng nodded silently; "We lost..."

  Ling Fei raised an eyebrow and looked at Bai Yu, smiling: "This fellow student, I don't know if I have the honor of competing with you in a game?"

  Bai Yu held the ball bat under his arm and opened his hands in a gesture of "You're welcome to..."

  Ling Fei smiled and said, "Alright then, I'll have a match with my classmates. Chu Feng, give me the bamboo stick."

  Chu Feng hastily handed the ball stick to Ling Fei, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Teacher, this kid is strange." Ling Fei nodded slightly without changing his expression.

  Chu Feng returned to the resting area and sat down, staring at Ling Fei steadily.

  "Wang Chen, watch closely, this is what's called a trump card..." Ling Fei said in a voice that was neither loud nor soft.

  Wang Chen was taken aback, looked up at Ling Fei, seemingly not having savored the taste yet. Chu Feng patted him; "Don't think about it anymore, hurry up and watch!"

  The white feathers in his eyes also flickered with a light, staring at Ling Fei with a heavy gaze.

  Ling Fei held the cue stick chosen by Chu Feng, looked at it a few times, and found that the cue stick was relatively thin, suitable for aiming but not for exerting force. Ling Fei smiled lightly and glanced at Bai Yu, who had already stood on the opposite side of the billiard table. At this moment, the soft music in the billiard hall had changed.

  A rendition of Linkin Park's "Numb" undoubtedly got the blood pumping for the spectators who were about to watch Bai Yu play basketball.

  Even Chu Feng and his group felt an indescribable numbness spreading throughout their bodies, their eyes shining brightly.

  Ling Fei raised one hand high, extending a finger, and the corner of his mouth revealed that signature victorious smile. He looked up at Bai Yu and said softly, "One shot, I'll kill you..."

  This slightly provocative and aggressive sentence made Chu Feng's party, who had just been frustrated, feel hot-headed, and they all looked at Ling Fei seriously, as if to see how he would defeat Bai Yu.

  "Is that so? One rod... to kill me?" Bai Yu seemed to have heard a funny joke, and smiled disdainfully. Gao Meng left the rest area and walked to Bai Yu's side. Bai Yu put his arm around her, letting her head lean on his shoulder.

  Ling Fei didn't say much, under the gaze of Qiu Ke and Chu Feng's group. He patted Zhang Qiao Na: "Go to Chu Feng's place, Teacher will accompany Bai Yu classmate for a game."

  Zhang Qiaona nodded obediently and looked up at Bai Yu, snorted disdainfully, and walked towards Chu Feng and the others.

  "That's right, I said one move and you're dead. The teacher will teach you that being a person requires low-key..." Ling Fei said with a smile at the corner of his mouth to Bai Yu.

  Just as the music in the billiard hall was about to reach its climax, Ling Fei walked up to the table and nodded at the waiter who had been standing by; "Set up the table."

  The waiter immediately came over and racked up the balls, placing the cue ball in front of Ling Fei.

  "Bai Yu, are you really going to make me serve? I'm afraid you'll regret it." Ling Fei bent down to aim at the white ball, but with great interest said to Bai Yu.

  Bai Yu snorted with laughter; "If you can make me regret it, that's not bad either." After finishing speaking, Bai Yu also lost his smile and hugged Gao Meng tightly in his arms. Apparently, he was also a bit nervous. "This man is not simple."

  This is the only thing on Bai Yu's mind.

  Ling Fei nodded slightly, turned his head again to take another look at Wang Chen, raised his hand, swung the racket and hit the ball.

  ……

  Stunned, the entire audience was stunned, especially those arrogant ball guests. Bai Yu's lightning-fast move had already left them speechless, but Ling Fei...

  The white ball still spinning rapidly on the table told them that what they had just seen was real.

  The only thing on the table was that one white ball spinning rapidly, with no other balls in sight. White Feather's throat moved slightly as he dared not believe what he saw: "You're going to knock the white ball into the cluster and use the airflow generated by its rapid rotation to drop them into the hole?"

  Thinking of this, Bai Yu furrowed his brow "This doesn't add up, even if it's air currents, how can they perfectly grasp the trajectory of every single ball?"

  Ling Fei put down the stick on the table, looked at Bai Yu and smiled: "If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it. The teacher just wants to tell you that as a person, one should be low-key. You are not the strongest, no one is the strongest."

  After finishing speaking, Ling Fei waved his hand at Chu Feng and the others; "It's almost time to go to school, let's go."

  After finishing speaking, Ling Fei ignored the guests' somewhat fearful eyes and walked directly out of the billiard hall.

  Out of the billiard hall, Chu Feng and his group of over a dozen people walked out one after another. Lingyun furrowed his brow: "Let's all go back."

  The crowd of students looked at each other and walked towards the school, leaving only Chu Feng, Wang Chen, and Zhang Qiaona behind.

  Ling Fei lit a cigarette, turned around and glanced at the billiard hall, curled his lips; "Let's go."

  Suddenly, Wang Chen ran in front of Ling Fei and blocked his way. "Teacher..." Ling Fei looked at him and took a drag on his cigarette. "What's wrong?"

  "Teacher, I want to know why those balls will... fall into the hole in such a strange way?" Wang Chen's eyes held a hint of hope as he looked at Ling Fei.

  Ling Fei smiled slightly and patted Wang Chen's shoulder; "That doesn't count, you need to know that everyone has a kind of innate talent. When you step into the field that can unlock this talent, you will become a superior person. Remember, don't be humble, success requires 99% effort, and 1% is innate talent."

  With a hint of profundity, he glanced at Wang Chen, took another drag on his cigarette, turned around and left. Chu Feng and Zhang Qiao Na hastily followed him, leaving only Wang Chen standing there in a daze.

  Many years later, the genius youngster Wang Chen, who was hailed as the "God of War" by the international billiards world, accepted an interview. The host asked him, "I heard that every time you practice billiards, you only do one move countless times. Can you talk about why?"

  Wang Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied: "My teacher once told me that success requires 99% effort and 1% talent. Everyone understands this principle, but I know my teacher's meaning is more than that, so I keep practicing the same action, letting my soul become familiar with every swing."

  After that, he mysteriously smiled at the host and said a sentence that made the host feel puzzled: "And my ultimate goal is to be able to control airflow."

  Back to school, let Zhang Qiana and Chu Feng hurry back to the classroom, Ling Fei alone wandered around the vast playground.

  His feet stepped on the plastic track, making a series of soft sounds, thinking in his heart; "I don't know what the lesson is about now, this teacher is really irresponsible." Thinking of this, Ling Fei sighed and continued to wander aimlessly. Suddenly, he saw someone walking towards him on the track. Seeing her, Ling Fei's eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.

  The person who came was Han Ruoyue, and Han Ruoyue still had a cold face, as if everyone owed her millions of dollars. But this time her face seemed to have softened a bit, walking in front of Ling Fei, trying to make her voice warmer; "I'm looking for you about something, can you go up the back mountain with me?"

  Ling Fei was taken aback, he really couldn't think of what Han Ruoyue wanted to see him for. However, a beauty had invited him and he wasn't going to turn her down, this wasn't Ling Fei's style. He nodded casually, but Han Ruoyue didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the direction of the back mountain.

  The location of the eighth high school is actually very good, in this urban jungle can rely on the mountain and fall, it is indeed relatively easy, and this is more proof of the terrible financial resources and strength of the eighth high school. By the way, this back mountain is also one of the several major haunted places in the high school.

  Ling Fei shook her head, gazing at the enchanting figure of Han Ruxue's back, and muttered to herself "ice block" before following after her.

  She went up the mountain, and Han Yue still didn't stop, continuing to walk forward until she reached a larger tree. She stopped there, looking at Ling Fei who was carefully following twenty meters behind her, furrowing her brow, suppressing the discontent in her heart, and turning her body to face Ling Fei directly. Sighing, "Can't you come over?"

  Ling Fei shook his head and backed away a few steps.