Chapter 852 The Competition between Ting and Feng 2
Mu Yufeng's smile instantly disappeared from his handsome face, "How is that possible? How could my ball pop out!"

"What's impossible?" Yan Shiting snorted coldly, "It means that your strength is too strong and you can't grasp the level."

"No...it won't be..." Yu Feng looked at Cheng Yingxuan with a shocked expression, "Xuanxuan, I have always played golf with precision, accuracy, ruthlessness, fastness, and all in one go..."

The more you talk to the back, the quieter you are.

Because Yan Shiting was almost at the same time as he was speaking, using the same posture, the same way of describing, precise, accurate, ruthless, and fast, and swung out in one go!
The white golf ball flies into the sky, then lands, rolling and rolling...

The distance was obviously as high as Mu Yufeng's.

Mu Yufeng was bleeding in his heart, he only hoped that Yan Shiting's ball would not go into the hole...

It's a pity that God didn't listen to his hope of dripping blood.

Yan Shiting's shot still went into the hole...

This time there were no onlookers cheering, because everyone had to wait to see if the ball would fly out without shame.

After dozens of seconds, the ball still did not come out of the hole.

The golf caddy finally cheered, "The ball went in, it went in. Yan Shao also hit 135.67 yards, which is 120.6 meters away! And the ball didn't pop out, Yan Shao beat Mu Shao!"

With the announcement of the results, applause broke out again from the onlookers.

Mu Yufeng's displeased gaze hit this side, You Qi stared at the golf caddy, "Are you so happy that I lost?"

"I'm sorry, Young Master Mu, I... I'm a fan of Shao Yan... Shao Yan can become the richest man in Asia from scratch without relying on family power..." Unlike you, relying on the foundation of the family... the more the caddy said, the louder the voice Small, because I was afraid that Mu Yufeng would clean up.

Cheng Yingxuan cast a cold look at Mu Yufeng, "I'm just telling the truth. Besides, it's a fact that you lost."

"Xuanxuan, I..." Mu Yufeng wanted to cry without tears, "I usually hit casually at this distance, and none of the shots will be shot, why did I miss the shot today..."

"Okay, if you lose, you lose, so much nonsense." Cheng Yingxuan said calmly, "It's just a shot."

Mu Yufeng said with a pale face like a dead parent, "There is still a man's face..."

Yang Qian was stunned.

Mu Yufeng was so handsome just now, both in terms of his skills and his playing posture, and the ball flew far enough... Dare he be so handsome with just one POSS?
When the ball flies out, the hair is gone.

Originally, she thought that Mu Yufeng would win, and she also hoped that he would win.

Because Mu Yufeng won, he could continue teaching Yingxuan and let Yan Shiting see how close this couple is.

Then, Yan Shiting lost, he must be in a bad mood, maybe he would go to drink to get drunk.

On the other hand, she can sneak in, comfort him thoughtfully, and draw closer her relationship with him.

If he was really drunk or depressed, she could take advantage of her to climb into his bed if she comforted him.

Unexpectedly... Young Master Mu actually lost!
It really made her lose garlic!
A strong smile appeared on Yan Shiting's stern face, and he said disdainfully, "I still think that Young Master Mu is so powerful, but that's all."

"I'm not convinced, come again!" Mu Yufeng rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight again.

Yan Shiting sneered, "The rule just now is that one shot determines the outcome, are you going to break your promise?"

Cheng Yingxuan's eyes also flashed impatience, "Okay, Yu Feng, if you lose, you lose, and if you can afford to lose, it's a manly act."

(End of this chapter)

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