Her movements seemed to have lost their former fluency and precision.

Every time I hit the ball, it seems extremely heavy, as if there are thousands of mountains and rivers between the club and the ball.

Hard and slow.

After just six balls.

Condensation Frost's shot had a fatal deviation.

The ball deviated from its intended trajectory and hit the edge of the table with a dull thud.

At that moment, Leng Ningshuang's face turned pale instantly, as if all the blood had been drained away.

Beneath her furrowed brows were a pair of eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

Her hands dropped limply, and the club fell to the ground.

At this moment, Leng Ningshuang seemed to have lost all his strength, all his faith, and all his glory.

The audience looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

They couldn't believe that this was Leng Ningshuang, the once glorious champion who had won the championship for three consecutive years.

But at this moment, Gu Youran was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins.

With smooth and flowing shots, you can completely control the rhythm of the game.

Every swing she makes is full of power and confidence.

The ball seemed to be given life in her hands, flying towards the target according to her wishes.

The audience was attracted by her wonderful performance and applauded and cheered for her.

Finally, with Gu Youran's steady performance, the last ball fell steadily into the pocket.

2:0, Gu Youran won two games in a row.

The audience once again burst into thunderous applause and cheers.

Leng Ningshuang stood silently beside the pool table, her eyes empty and lost.

She lost the bet, and lost completely.

Gu Youran put down the golf club and walked to Leng Ningshuang with a smile of victory on his face.

"Ling Ningshuang, I'm willing to accept the loss. Now is the time for you to fulfill your promise."