"Just a struggle before death!" Ryukawa Kumo said coldly.
"Snap!"
"The second birdie!"
The audience erupted once more!
"It must be a fluke, such good luck! Golf is sotis all about luck," Ryukawa Kumo’s expression barely changed.
"The third one! He’s actually continuing! This is simply unbelievable."
Everyone was dumbfounded when Ye Mingtian hit three birdies in a row.
"It seems he’s grasped so kind of knack, but so what? Can you hit ten birdies?" Ryukawa Kumo’s face was full of disdain.
"The fourth birdie!"
When the fourth birdie appeared, everyone thought they were dreaming. This was sothing completely impossible.
"This can’t be real, right?" Ryukawa Kumo slowly stood up from his armchair, his eyes full of disbelief.
"The fifth birdie!"
"Pfft!"
Soone in the audience almost spat blood in disbelief; this was simply as if he was cheating.
"Five birdies in a row? Is he cheating?" Ryukawa Kumo’s face turned pale, his standing body slightly shaking.
However, the shock continued!
The sixth birdie!
The seventh!
Seventh and eighth!
...
When the tenth birdie appeared, the whole place fell into dead silence, as if the previously boiling scene had co to a halt.
Silence reigned, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Ye Mingtian finished all ten par-4 holes with birdies.
Using immortal-like skills to hit ten consecutive birdies shocked everyone present.
At this mont, Ryukawa Kumo stood there like a walking corpse, face ashen, so pale it had no color. His eyes were filled with emptiness.
His changes were the most noticeable, from disdain, confusion, amazent, to shock and disbelief, all turning into a series of hopelessness.
Ye Mingtian’s appearance brought him the greatest shock, the most unbelievable event.
He couldn’t help but recall a saying: confidence cos from great strength!
Even if Ye Mingtian had only studied for an hour, so people are just like that, exceptionally gifted, absorbing in one hour what others might not in ten or dozens of years.
Moreover, Ye Mingtian is known as the "perfect man," and it’s said his perfection spans every domain.
Being invincible in every field is not just a rumor; it can indeed happen.
"Ten birdies in a row! Even if every other par-4 is a par, that’s at least 68 strokes!"
"Moreover, with Ye Mingtian’s current montum, having already mastered techniques and thods, the remaining four par-5 holes will definitely be birdies!"
"Haha, if calculated like this, 64 strokes, Ye Mingtian is definitely going to beat Ryukawa Kumo."
"This feels really gratifying! In one word, satisfying!"
...
Although everyone intended to curry favor with Ryukawa Kumo, but now Ryukawa Kumo and Ye Mingtian’s match had escalated into a comparison between the Island Nation and Divine Land.
So everyone still stood on Ye Mingtian’s side, especially seeing a turnabout with Ye Mingtian here, everyone exclaid in surprise.
"A real businessman, smart indeed! Setting such a big trap for Ryukawa Kumo, setting traps from beginning to end, the longest path Ryukawa Kumo has walked is indeed Ye Mingtian’s sche!" Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.
Chu Qingxue’s eyes revealed a trace of thought, and she couldn’t help but sigh, "He’s no longer the Ye senior of the past; now he’s a businessman. His perspective on matters also starts from a businessman’s angle."
"Indeed, he has created a series of illusions. For example, angering Ryukawa Kumo, when Ryukawa Kumo brought up the marriage proposal, he was imdiately refused by him. The subsequent arrogance was all an illusion. Especially, the bet was not proposed before the competition began but only after angering Ryukawa Kumo to showcase extraordinary skills, aiming to lower his guard and achieve his goals, ticulous to the extre.
Moreover, this is definitely an advanced tactic; while others are obsequious, he has been arrogantly gaining the chance for cooperation. Everyone else focuses on golf, but he, though exceptional at it, had his attention on business." Ye Chenfeng analyzed.
Hearing Ye Chenfeng’s analysis, Chu Qingxue felt enlightened.
Especially Ye Chenfeng’s last sentence, it enlightened her.
In fact, the purpose of all the tycoons coming here was to seek cooperation opportunities with the Ryukawa Family, but everyone’s focus was too centered on golf. Including Chu Qingxue. They ended up ignoring the real purpose.
Only Ye Mingtian was clear-headed, arranging everything from the start, not only trapping Ryukawa Kumo but also luring everyone into his trap.
At this mont, for Ryukawa Kumo as an individual, it was despairing and hopeless.
But today, Ryukawa Kumo did not just represent himself; he represented the Ryukawa Family.
Realizing Ye Mingtian’s bet, he only then realized he had been fooled.
However, there was still a glimr of hope lurking in his heart that in the next four holes, Ye Mingtian wouldn’t make birdies, leaving him with a chance to win, even if it was just a tie.
But Ryukawa Kumo himself didn’t believe such a thing would happen since Ye Mingtian had already hit ten consecutive birdies.
This indeed was real skill, not just luck.
The par-5 holes began!
Everyone’s hearts were on edge, despite already predicting the outco, they still held unimaginable anticipation, as if Ye Mingtian could still bring surprises.
"This round, I lost!" Chu Qingxue sighed, having already treated this opportunity as a competition against Ye Mingtian.
"Bang!"
"Hm? It’s actually a par! It seems birdies aren’t sothing you can just hit at will."
The crowd was surprised because Ye Mingtian scored a par on the first par-5 hole.
Even if he hits birdies on the next three holes, he could at most tie with Ryukawa Kumo, and if unstable, he might even lose the match.
At this point, everyone couldn’t help but worry for Ye Mingtian.
Ryukawa Kumo instantly beca excited, his whole person glowing, the previous despair and gloom wiped away.
He stood there and said coldly, "Heh, even if you hit all birdies, you’ll only tie with !"
Ye Mingtian’s lips curled into a mischievous arc, and he continued.
"Bang!"
What happened next was absolutely shocking because Ye Mingtian hit the ball onto the green with one shot, and a standard par would have required three shots to reach the green. But Ye Mingtian only used one.
"Eagle!"
He then used two more shots to sink the ball into the hole, completing a beautiful eagle.
The entire field was astounded. Just as everyone was worrying for Ye Mingtian, he countered with a pleasant surprise.
"Gah!"
Imdiately, Ryukawa Kumo’s smile froze on his face, and he was dumbfounded.
The transition was too fast, like a whirlwind, leaving Ryukawa Kumo utterly bewildered.
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