“A new world record!”
The MC was the same one from last time. Seeing Meng Fan give the competition another surprise, in the beginning, he was very excited to the point where his voice almost cracked. “Meng Fan has once again refreshed the world record he created! 841 points, he beat his old record by a whole 1 point!”
A whole…1 point…is this guy for real?!
Nobody in the audience had given his statement a second thought, but the fickle netizens on Meng Fan’s stream were much harder to please.
Of course, they were also very excited, much like the live audience.
Soon, the second turn of the first round was about to begin.
Turn end.
Now, all eyes from the audience were on Meng Fan’s machine. Even the gaze of the ten city kings also swarmed to Meng Fan’s machine as soon as they finished scoring to see his final score.
842 points!
It exceeded his score by another whole 1 point!
“He refreshed it again, he did it again!”
The excited voice of the MC was heard again. “Meng Fan has once again broke the world record, this is his third time breaking it, and the second time he beat himself! This time, he has raised the world record again by one point!”
The third turn of the first round finished…843 points!
The MC could feel the corners of his mouth twitching. Before he could speak, the live audience all shouted in unison, “Meng Fan has once again raised the world record by a full point!”
The ten city’s kings were all dumbfounded.
“He’s doing this on purpose!”
“Increasing the world record by 1 point at a time!”
“What kind of a monster was he?!”
“He was the f*cking Sergey Bubka of arcade basketball!”
“Meng, Sergey Bubka Fan?”
“Meng Sergey Bubka, FAN!*”
*Fan is synonymous with annoying
In his sports career, Bubka broke the world record of men’s pole vaulting 35 times. Each time, he only raised his record by 1 meter, earning himself the title of [Mr. 1 cm].
Meng Fan only raised his record by 1 point too!
The most important thing was that basketball points were not scored by individual points, but separated into two-pointers and three-pointers. What did this mean?
It meant that Meng Fan had calculated the exact score and controlled it to the exact number. It meant he had a lot of power left to show.
Wasn’t that terrifying?
No, to them, the most terrifying thing was how good this player was at math!
He had to calculate how many two-pointers and three-pointers he had to throw to make his score increase by just one point.
Was Meng Fan this good at calculating?
Of course not.
He was just lucky.
Once he entered the last 20 seconds of the fourth level when he began to suppress his score, he would score three points continuously to increase his score by one point. All he needed to control was throwing one less or one more.
Is this luck believable?
The first round of the provincial finals for singles ended like this. It ended in an incredible, but in a very simple yet violent way. Meng Fan naturally advanced to the second round with the top score. As for the others… Nobody else cared about them except for those who also advanced.
Because of Meng Fan’s demon-like playstyle as he refreshed the world record, the other ten city kings were not in a good state and scored much lower than usual.
They all had a feeling too since it was pretty obvious that Meng Fan wasn’t going to screw around like this in the second round. They all had nothing to do with the provincial championship, as Meng Fan already had first place on lockdown.
Unless his arm broke. Or more accurately, both his arms broke. Otherwise, there would be no accidents.
The difference in skill was too big!
He would probably still be this good at the national finals, let alone the provincials!
He was a living demon!
And Meng Fan did not disappoint either. In the third turn of the first round of singles that began at 3:00 pm, Meng Fan continued to break his own record with each turn. However, it was different in these three turns as he’d increased +1 with each, but on the third turn, his +1 luck didn’t trigger, increasing his score by +2 instead.
When it ended, the new world record for the seven-ball arcade shooting was 848 points!
The MC gradually became less passionate as the afternoon progressed. The audience at the scene was also feeling a little numb, but different from the kind of numbness one normally experienced. At least they were still able to roll their eyes, and only erupt in amazement when Meng Fan increased his record by 2 points.
Even gods could make mistakes!
The atmosphere at the scene became very interesting.
Of course, when he announced that Meng Fan was the champion of the Zhejiang province finals, his voice became passionate once again, while the audience at the scene also provided him with a warm applause and hoarse screams.
Regardless if Meng Fan was annoying or not, they couldn’t help but admit he was pretty badass.
Based on the MC, Meng Fan had already finished the main contest, and had absolute dominance in arcade shooting!
One game, six turns, and six broken world records!
“It wasn’t just dominant power, he’s simply an overlord! The only self-respecting, voice of the world, the one who was willing to give, with the arrogance of heroes, with a vision, uniqueness, and invincibility… In short, he’s a god, an arcade basketball god!”
The MC at the scene was prepared to blow the roof.
“Ding!”
Meng Fan received an alert, receiving a +1 championship honor point.
The singles tournament was the same as before being the last one to commence. Hence once the rounds ended, the organizers could begin the awards ceremony and group photos.
…
“Thanks, thanks.”
Meng Fan received the provincial final award medal and his prize. This included a cash prize of 20,000 HXB, and some jerseys, sneakers, and sponsored goods.
Meng Fan shook hands with the organizers. Afterward, he also greeted the second and third place winners, maintaining a polite attitude towards everyone.
“Meng Fan, can I ask you how you’re feeling right now?”
“What do you want to say about the upcoming national finals in December?”
“Can I ask, do you always break world records in such a unique way?”
“How much of your abilities you’re still hiding at present?”
“Once you attend the national finals, will you continue to break the world record?”
“Meng host, does Su Qing Cen know of your attendance in this competition? Is she cheering for you as well?”
“Meng boss, I heard you are to be a special guest at Su Qing Cen’s concert, will you be performing sand art?”
After the awards ceremony, the long-awaited reporters began to rush up.
There were several media outlets from Hangzhou, and even more this time at the provincial finals. Some of them had come to see the world record holder, but they didn’t expect to run into six more world records!
Among the media members, there were also entertainment reporters in addition to sports and social categories!
Between the microphones that were stuck in his face, Meng Fan was immediately able to spot the sign from CCTV 5. The treatment for the provincial finals was much better than the regional competitions. CCTV 5 had sent reporters; perhaps because of the world record holder.
Last time, he’d made the channel even though there was no reporters present. This time, it should be smooth sailing!
“A new world record!”
The MC was the same one from last time. Seeing Meng Fan give the competition another surprise, in the beginning, he was very excited to the point where his voice almost cracked. “Meng Fan has once again refreshed the world record he created! 841 points, he beat his old record by a whole 1 point!”
A whole…1 point…is this guy for real?!
Nobody in the audience had given his statement a second thought, but the fickle netizens on Meng Fan’s stream were much harder to please.
Of course, they were also very excited, much like the live audience.
Soon, the second turn of the first round was about to begin.
Turn end.
Now, all eyes from the audience were on Meng Fan’s machine. Even the gaze of the ten city kings also swarmed to Meng Fan’s machine as soon as they finished scoring to see his final score.
842 points!
It exceeded his score by another whole 1 point!
“He refreshed it again, he did it again!”
The excited voice of the MC was heard again. “Meng Fan has once again broke the world record, this is his third time breaking it, and the second time he beat himself! This time, he has raised the world record again by one point!”
The third turn of the first round finished…843 points!
The MC could feel the corners of his mouth twitching. Before he could speak, the live audience all shouted in unison, “Meng Fan has once again raised the world record by a full point!”
The ten city’s kings were all dumbfounded.
“He’s doing this on purpose!”
“Increasing the world record by 1 point at a time!”
“What kind of a monster was he?!”
“He was the f*cking Sergey Bubka of arcade basketball!”
“Meng, Sergey Bubka Fan?”
“Meng Sergey Bubka, FAN!*”
*Fan is synonymous with annoying
In his sports career, Bubka broke the world record of men’s pole vaulting 35 times. Each time, he only raised his record by 1 meter, earning himself the title of [Mr. 1 cm].
Meng Fan only raised his record by 1 point too!
The most important thing was that basketball points were not scored by individual points, but separated into two-pointers and three-pointers. What did this mean?
It meant that Meng Fan had calculated the exact score and controlled it to the exact number. It meant he had a lot of power left to show.
Wasn’t that terrifying?
No, to them, the most terrifying thing was how good this player was at math!
He had to calculate how many two-pointers and three-pointers he had to throw to make his score increase by just one point.
Was Meng Fan this good at calculating?
Of course not.
He was just lucky.
Once he entered the last 20 seconds of the fourth level when he began to suppress his score, he would score three points continuously to increase his score by one point. All he needed to control was throwing one less or one more.
Is this luck believable?
The first round of the provincial finals for singles ended like this. It ended in an incredible, but in a very simple yet violent way. Meng Fan naturally advanced to the second round with the top score. As for the others… Nobody else cared about them except for those who also advanced.
Because of Meng Fan’s demon-like playstyle as he refreshed the world record, the other ten city kings were not in a good state and scored much lower than usual.
They all had a feeling too since it was pretty obvious that Meng Fan wasn’t going to screw around like this in the second round. They all had nothing to do with the provincial championship, as Meng Fan already had first place on lockdown.
Unless his arm broke. Or more accurately, both his arms broke. Otherwise, there would be no accidents.
The difference in skill was too big!
He would probably still be this good at the national finals, let alone the provincials!
He was a living demon!
And Meng Fan did not disappoint either. In the third turn of the first round of singles that began at 3:00 pm, Meng Fan continued to break his own record with each turn. However, it was different in these three turns as he’d increased +1 with each, but on the third turn, his +1 luck didn’t trigger, increasing his score by +2 instead.
When it ended, the new world record for the seven-ball arcade shooting was 848 points!
The MC gradually became less passionate as the afternoon progressed. The audience at the scene was also feeling a little numb, but different from the kind of numbness one normally experienced. At least they were still able to roll their eyes, and only erupt in amazement when Meng Fan increased his record by 2 points.
Even gods could make mistakes!
The atmosphere at the scene became very interesting.
Of course, when he announced that Meng Fan was the champion of the Zhejiang province finals, his voice became passionate once again, while the audience at the scene also provided him with a warm applause and hoarse screams.
Regardless if Meng Fan was annoying or not, they couldn’t help but admit he was pretty badass.
Based on the MC, Meng Fan had already finished the main contest, and had absolute dominance in arcade shooting!
One game, six turns, and six broken world records!
“It wasn’t just dominant power, he’s simply an overlord! The only self-respecting, voice of the world, the one who was willing to give, with the arrogance of heroes, with a vision, uniqueness, and invincibility… In short, he’s a god, an arcade basketball god!”
The MC at the scene was prepared to blow the roof.
“Ding!”
Meng Fan received an alert, receiving a +1 championship honor point.
The singles tournament was the same as before being the last one to commence. Hence once the rounds ended, the organizers could begin the awards ceremony and group photos.
…
“Thanks, thanks.”
Meng Fan received the provincial final award medal and his prize. This included a cash prize of 20,000 HXB, and some jerseys, sneakers, and sponsored goods.
Meng Fan shook hands with the organizers. Afterward, he also greeted the second and third place winners, maintaining a polite attitude towards everyone.
“Meng Fan, can I ask you how you’re feeling right now?”
“What do you want to say about the upcoming national finals in December?”
“Can I ask, do you always break world records in such a unique way?”
“How much of your abilities you’re still hiding at present?”
“Once you attend the national finals, will you continue to break the world record?”
“Meng host, does Su Qing Cen know of your attendance in this competition? Is she cheering for you as well?”
“Meng boss, I heard you are to be a special guest at Su Qing Cen’s concert, will you be performing sand art?”
After the awards ceremony, the long-awaited reporters began to rush up.
There were several media outlets from Hangzhou, and even more this time at the provincial finals. Some of them had come to see the world record holder, but they didn’t expect to run into six more world records!
Among the media members, there were also entertainment reporters in addition to sports and social categories!
Between the microphones that were stuck in his face, Meng Fan was immediately able to spot the sign from CCTV 5. The treatment for the provincial finals was much better than the regional competitions. CCTV 5 had sent reporters; perhaps because of the world record holder.
Last time, he’d made the channel even though there was no reporters present. This time, it should be smooth sailing!
