This is the first time Chen Feiyu played bowling. To be on the safe side, Chen Feiyu threw the bowling ball up and down in his hand a few times, and tried the feel and weight. Fortunately, he felt good and moderate weight.

Then, he recalled the action of Wen Shiqin's pitching just now, and also threw it out in a very good manner. However, after the bowling ball flew away, the speed of rolling on the fairway was much faster than when Wen Shiqin pitched, making a "gurgling" sound like a rushing lightning.

Tong Yifan and Peng Wen both showed contempt. The bowling ball was so fast that it seemed to be magnificent, but the angle was slightly to the right, so it was absolutely impossible to knock down all the bottles. From this point of view, Chen Feiyu was definitely losing.

"It seems that I still look down on Chen Feiyu. Chen Feiyu is clearly a layman, but he still promised my bet. Could it be that he was afraid of me and worried that I would deal with him, but he was also afraid that directly admitting guilt would sap his face. So he agreed to me even though he knew that he would lose. Not only could he save his face, but he could also dispel my hostility?

Chen Feiyu is aware of the current affairs.”

Tong Yifan was very proud.

Qiu Yulan also showed a look of disappointment.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "pop". After the bowling ball knocked down the bottle on the right at an unstoppable speed, the falling bottles fell to the left one after another, knocking the bottle on the left to the ground.

Ten bottles per ball! "How is this possible?"

Tong Yifan and Peng Wen were shocked.

Qiu Yulan's eyes are full of colorful colors.

Wen Shiqin cheered in surprise: "Feiyu is so great. I said, how could you agree to Tong Yifan's bet? It turns out that you are also a bowling expert."

Chen Feiyu had a harmless smile on his lips and said, "You can hit it with just one ball. It seems that bowling is not difficult."

Wen Shiqin laughed out loud, Chen Feiyu's words were really terrible.

Tong Yifan's face turned gloomy and said, "It's just a shot that hits all the money. What's so proud of me? I can hit all the money every time. I'll definitely win this game."

"Be careful that the more you brag, the more you will be when you lose, the more you will be slapped in the face. This time you should be the one who comes."

Chen Feiyu shrugged and walked back to the sofa and sat down.

Tong Yifan sneered and said proudly: "There is a gap between you and me, no matter how powerful you are, you will definitely not be able to beat me."

"Feiyu ignores her and see how long can he be arrogant by himself?"

Wen Shiqin immediately handed Chen Feiyu a bottle of juice and said excitedly: "To be honest, I was worried that you had lost too ugly before. I didn't expect you to be so powerful, which surprised me again."

Chen Feiyu took the juice and drank it, and smiled and said, "If you contact me for a few more days, I promise that it will surprise you more and more."

"Okay, wait and see."

Wen Shiqin was very happy. Of course, if Chen Feiyu could really defeat Tong Yifan, she would be even happier.

At this time, Tong Yifan took the ball to the pitching area and threw the bowling ball out again. He easily knocked down all 10 bottles to the ground, clean and beautiful, without any trace of dragging the mud.

Tong Yifan smiled proudly and said, "Chen Feiyu, it's not that I underestimated you. You are definitely not my opponent in this game."

Peng Wen nodded deeply in agreement. Perhaps Chen Feiyu's bowling skills are really good, but what can he do if his skills are good?

In the final analysis, Chen Feiyu is just an ordinary person, and he is not comparable to Tong Yifan, who has the strength of "latest stage of Tongyou".

In other words, with the blessing of internal strength, Tong Yifan can ensure that he can hit all the goals every time, but as long as Chen Feiyu makes a mistake, he will face a complete defeat. Besides, even if Chen Feiyu really can never make a mistake in one time?

Tong Yifan can also use internal strength to control the speed and trajectory of Chen Feiyu's bowling ball, thus causing Chen Feiyu to lose the game.

It can be said that this game was doomed to Chen Feiyu's failure from the beginning.

Peng Wen was full of confidence in Tong Yifan! Wen Shiqin frowned, with a serious expression and said, "Feiyu, come on!"

"Don't worry, I won't lose to someone who doesn't know how high the world is."

Chen Feiyu smiled at her to show that he didn't have to worry, and then got up and walked to the pitching area.

Tong Yifan and Peng Wen seemed to have heard the funnyest jokes in history and couldn't help laughing. In their opinion, Chen Feiyu is the real person who doesn't know the world. An ordinary person actually wants to surpass a "latest stage of Tongyou" warrior in sports events. This is the real overestimation of one's ability.

Wen Shiqin frowned even more, and she felt that the laughter of Tong Yifan and Peng Wen was very harsh.

Qiu Yulan was unmoved, her beautiful eyes staring at Chen Feiyu, looking forward to Chen Feiyu's next performance.

Suddenly, amid the harsh laughter of Tong Yifan and Peng Wen, Chen Feiyu looked calm and threw the bowling ball out casually. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "rattle", and all 10 bottles fell down.

Tong Yifan and Peng Wen's laughter came to an abrupt end, and then Tong Yifan snorted heavily.

"Yeah, it's great!"

Wen Shiqin jumped up on the spot and was very surprised.

After Chen Feiyu walked back to the sofa and sat down, he replaced Tong Yifan to pitch. Unexpectedly, he scored 10 goals again.

Chen Feiyu also did the same, knocking down 10 bottles.

In the next few rounds, the two of them pitched alternately, and each time they were all hit. The score was very stalemate and had entered a white-hot stage.

Wen Shiqin held her hands in front of her chest, and she was very nervous.

In the ninth round, after Tong Yifan knocked all 10 bottles to the ground again, Chen Feiyu came on the court again and was about to pitch.

Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in Tong Yifan's eyes. Chen Feiyu's bowling skills had exceeded his imagination. If he continued to follow this trend, the draw would definitely end in the end, which he would definitely not tolerate.

"I can't keep it anymore. It's time to take out my killer weapon, use internal strength to expose it, change the trajectory and speed of Chen Feiyu's bowling ball, and defeat Chen Feiyu in one fell swoop!"

Thinking of this, Tong Yifan smiled sinisterly at the corner of his mouth.

Peng Wen also laughed. It was time for the game to end, and the winner would be Tong Yifan! Chen Feiyu glanced at Tong Yifan from the corner of his eyes, and the contempt in his eyes flashed, and then threw the bowling ball out.

The opportunity is here! Tong Yifan's eyes are bright and he immediately took a step to the left, blocking Wen Shiqin's vision, and was about to punch a lightly to control the internal force and externally to change the bowling trajectory.

At this moment, Tong Yifan's stomach suddenly felt ache, his face pale instantly, and a "Ouch" screamed in pain, and he immediately squatted down with his stomach. At the same time, the energy stagnated, and the internal energy that had just been transported to his hand disappeared instantly.

Then, a crisp "rattle" sound was heard, and all 10 bottles were knocked down to the ground by Chen Feiyu's bowling ball.

Tong Yifan's face changed drastically. Damn, he actually had a stomachache at this time. Chen Feiyu was really lucky.

Peng Wen frowned slightly. What the hell is Tong Yifan doing? Does he still want to win?

"Ha, there is still one last round left, it seems that the outcome will be decided soon."

Chen Feiyu chuckled, his expression was entertaining.

That's right, just now when Tong Yifan was about to release his internal energy into Chen Feiyu, Chen Feiyu had already released an internal energy into Tong Yifan's body first. Although there would be no harm, it could make Tong Yifan's stomach and intestines sting in an instant, making Tong Yifan not bother to destroy it anymore.

You know, Chen Feiyu has reached the realm of "half-step legend". Even if he looks at the entire China, he can still be called a peerless powerful man. How could the internal energy he emits be discovered by a genius like Tong Yifan and Peng Wen, who are not even a master?

Of course, it is precisely because of the ignorance that he is fearless. Tong Yifan thought that Chen Feiyu was lucky enough to escape, so he couldn't help but smiled contemptuously and said, "You are right. You should really decide the winner, but the final winner must be my Tong Yifan!"

He was full of confidence. Although he made a mistake this time, it didn't matter. There was still the last round, which would definitely make Chen Feiyu lose incompletely.

"I said that the louder the brat, the more miserable the slap in the face will be when you lose to me later."

Chen Feiyu's expression became more playful. He sat back next to Wen Shiqin. Suddenly, a pleasant smell of girl's body entered Chen Feiyu's nose, making people feel swayed.

"If you want to slap yourself in the face, you are a foolish idea. You should think about it carefully. How can you save your face after losing to me later."

Tong Yifan laughed and walked to the pitching area with the ball, preparing to pitch.

"Wait a moment."

Suddenly, Qiu Yulan, who had been watching, shouted.

Tong Yifan stopped moving and threw his eyes at Qiu Yulan for questioning.

Chen Feiyu and Wen Shiqin were also surprised.

Peng Wen said curiously: "Yu Lan, what's wrong?"

Qiu Yulan smiled and said, "I haven't seen a stalemate game like Tong Shao and Chen Feiyu for a long time. I feel a little itchy and I can't help but want to participate."

"Could Yulan also want to come up and compete?"

Peng Wen smiled enthusiastically and said, "When Yifan and Chen Feiyu compete, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the beauty and compare with Yulan."

To Peng Wen's surprise, Qiu Yulan shook her head and smiled, "I was thinking that since the victory or defeat between Tong Shao and Chen Feiyu is so suspenseful, why should we bet separately and bet who will win? What do you think about Wen Shao?"

Before Peng Wen could speak, Wen Shiqin had already agreed, "Sister Lan has a good idea. I will suppress 100,000 Chinese coins and bet on Feiyu to win."

Although she felt that Chen Feiyu was unlikely to win, as long as she could disgust Tong Yifan, what would it be like to spend a month's pocket money? Besides, Chen Feiyu's bowling skills are so good, he may not necessarily lose.

Sure enough, Tong Yifan was very angry: "Then I will win by 200,000 yuan."

"Since that's the case, I will win by 200,000 yuan."

Peng Wen said naturally: "Yulan, you think Yifan has a big chance of winning."

Qiu Yulan shook her head again, covered her mouth and smiled: "You two big men are a bit unfair to Shiqin, a little girl. We women have always been very united, so like Shiqin, I bet 100,000, betting that Chen Feiyu can win."

As soon as this statement was made, Peng Wen frowned secretly. Although 100,000 Chinese coins were not much for Qiu Yulan, Qiu Yulan bet on Chen Feiyu, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face of Tong Yifan?
Chapter completed!