Chapter 57: The Night of the Final Battle, A Clash at the Pinnacle

"Uh, sorry for making you laugh, as long as we're having fun, that's all that matters."
Chen Yufeng shrugged helplessly. Honestly, he didn't care much. He never knew how to play billiards anyway, so losing wasn't a big deal to him.
The whole point of going out was to enjoy oneself.
If he really wanted to beat Liu Teling, it would be easy—he could just cheat using the Divine Disk Mall and utterly crush her. But that would take all the fun out of the game.
After all, this was just entertainment among friends; why be so serious?
Liu Teling, however, thought completely differently. She wasn't just playing around—she really cared about winning.
Now that she'd beaten Chen Yufeng, she felt an exhilarating satisfaction. At last, she wasn't losing to him in everything. He was such a novice at billiards; so, this guy wasn't invincible after all.
"Master Xiaofeng, my hands are itching to play. I'm actually pretty bad myself. How about the two of us play a round?"
He Meixuan wanted to experience the thrill of trouncing Chen Yufeng, the so-called master, so she challenged him to a few games.
"Alright, sure."
Chen Yufeng, keeping it light-hearted, played three more rounds with He Meixuan.
Though He Meixuan wasn't quite as skilled as Liu Teling, she was no beginner—far better than Chen Yufeng.
After three rounds, Chen Yufeng's performance was still abysmal. He only managed to pocket five balls and was thoroughly defeated again.
"Haha, Master Xiaofeng, don't be discouraged. Your skills are a bit lacking, but you can learn step by step. Come on, apprentice yourself to me; I'll teach you. I guarantee you'll master it with my guidance!"
He Meixuan was absolutely delighted. She'd been awed again and again by Chen Yufeng before, feeling as if he were an omnipotent genius. Now, finally, she found an area where she could beat him, and it made her incredibly happy.
So, you aren't all-powerful after all; there are things you're not good at.
"Alright, beautiful master, teach me then."
Chen Yufeng replied with perfect cooperation. Let her take advantage now; see how I turn the tables later.
He Meixuan, of course, had no idea what Chen Yufeng was plotting. She was overjoyed—such an amazing genius was now her apprentice! This was something to be proud of, so she said warmly,
"Alright, Xiaofeng, come here. Let master teach you, hands-on. Watch closely..."
"Alright, alright."

Chen Yufeng was fantasizing about taking advantage of her during this hands-on teaching, but fate intervened—a commotion suddenly erupted among the crowd.
He looked up to see a foreign middle-aged man, about 1.85 meters tall and dressed in white Nike sportswear, entering the billiard hall amid a chorus of admiration.
Beside him, someone held up a glowing sign, clearly displaying the words: World Snooker Master Osney.
"Look, Osney is here! Wow, a top-tier world snooker master!"
"So handsome! Seeing him in person today, he really is extraordinary. I've watched all his matches online—the skill he displays is simply otherworldly!"
The entire billiard hall was instantly thrown into a frenzy. For billiard enthusiasts, there was hardly anyone who didn't know this world-class snooker master.
Several of his matches were considered classics in the history of snooker.
Not everyone present was a fan, but at least eighty percent were captivated by his skill. Watching his games was a soul-stirring experience and a feast for the eyes.
You could say that he played not only snooker but also achieved a perfect blend of billiards and art.
His graceful movements and miraculous skills inspired awe, establishing him as the undisputed king of the snooker world.
Even Liu Teling and He Meixuan admired his skills, regarding him as their idol in the billiard community.
Chen Yufeng, of course, knew of this snooker superstar. He was indeed a master; his billiard skills were truly impressive.
After Osney arrived, another figure entered amid similar adulation—a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth, about 1.8 meters tall, dressed in white, with a hint of youthful innocence on his face.
Beside him, another glowing sign read: China's Number One Snooker Prodigy, Li Donghui.
Judging by the atmosphere, his popularity rivaled Osney's.
The legends about Li Donghui were even more impressive. Reportedly, his family owned a billiard hall, so he was exposed to the game from infancy. At two, he wasn't tall enough for the table, so he played standing on a stool.
By age four, he was entering various domestic open tournaments with his parents, achieving remarkable results.
At six or seven, he was nearly unbeatable in China's snooker circles; by eight or nine, he was already competing in world-class tournaments abroad.
At twelve, he defeated one of snooker's legendary figures, Rosell, at a world-level master tournament, instantly securing his place among the world's top snooker masters.
He was only twelve at the time!
In recent years, if anyone dominated the snooker scene, it was undoubtedly him.

Li Donghui could rightly be called the pride of China's snooker community; the title "prodigy" was well-deserved.
He commanded immense fame domestically and attracted countless fans. Naturally, his appearance caused a sensation.
The showdown between Osney and Li Donghui, two gods of the game, had been heavily promoted by the Starlight Club days in advance. The number of wagers placed was countless—some had bet online without even coming to the venue.
The upcoming match would be broadcast live online.
Both Osney and Li Donghui were world-class, but judging by the bets, more people were backing Osney. Though Li Donghui was a top-tier master, he was still quite young.
Of course, that was just one opinion; many supported Li Donghui, too. Despite his youth, he had been competing since childhood, and his experience was no less than Osney's.
His miraculous skills were evident to all.
The two entered without starting immediately. First, they warmed up, practicing a few shots at a side table.
Meanwhile, a cheerleading squad of six beautiful women danced to liven the atmosphere.
About two to three hundred people had gathered in the billiard hall, all eagerly awaiting the imminent showdown. To witness this epochal battle in person was an honor, filling everyone with excitement.
As they waited in anticipation, time ticked slowly by...
Finally, after another ten minutes, seeing that most guests were growing restless and the two masters were ready, the Starlight Club manager dared not delay further. He raised his voice and shouted,
"Friends, please quiet down."
"Hurry up—stop messing around!"
"Damn it, get started! My patience is limited..."
After a few impatient complaints, the crowd sensibly fell silent, waiting for the referee to announce the match.
Once everyone was quiet, the referee called out loudly,
"Now, I hereby announce: the ultimate showdown between World Snooker Master Osney and China's Number One Snooker Prodigy Li Donghui officially begins!"