Several nearby players applauded.
"Oooo!"
"Nice shot!"
"First try!"
Yun Wanhe calmly turned around.
"As expected."
Inside...
He was grinning from ear to ear.
[Perfect.]
[This Immortal Emperor’s control is flawless.]
[Now they’ll compare him to me.]
He casually glanced toward Chi Lingxi.
She wasn’t even looking.
She was staring at Shen Tian instead.
A vein twitched on Yun Wanhe’s forehead.
Shen Tian casually walked forward.
"Hm."
He looked at the windmill.
Then at the hole.
He didn’t even crouch down to read the slope.
Instead...
He lazily held the club with one hand.
Qin Ruobing blinked.
"What are doing? Aren’t you going to line it up?"
Shen Tian shrugged.
"I’ll just wing it."
He lightly swung.
Tap.
The ball rolled forward...
It looked far too fast.
Yun Wanhe smirked.
"Too much force. Amateur."
The ball slammed toward the windmill...
Right as one blade blocked the entrance.
Everyone thought it would bounce away.
Instead...
Clink.
The ball struck the blade...
Ricocheted off the side wall...
Hit another blade...
Bounced off the decorative rocks...
Circled halfway around the entire obstacle...
Then...
Plunk.
Straight into the hole.
Silence.
Even Yun Wanhe froze.
Shen Tian blinked.
"Huh. I guess that worked."
The surrounding players erupted.
"WHAT?!"
"No way!"
"Did you see that?!"
"It banked off four different surfaces!"
"That had to be luck!"
Yun Wanhe’s smile slowly disappeared.
[Luck.]
[Pure luck.]
[There’s no way he calculated that.]
Shen Tian simply smiled.
[Actually... neither did I.]
- Hole Two -
A long uphill climb.
The cup sat behind two narrow walls.
Only a perfectly controlled shot could reach it.
Yun Wanhe volunteered first again.
"This one is simple."
He inhaled.
The putter moved.
Tap.
The ball rolled uphill.
Lost speed...
Barely curved between both walls...
Then slowly dropped into the cup.
Plunk.
Another hole-in-one.
Applause broke out again.
Meng Lan clapped.
"Amazing!"
Yun Wanhe folded his arms.
"It was nothing."
Inside...
He practically floated.
[Now let’s see him top that.]
Shen Tian stepped up.
He looked at the steep incline.
"Hm..."
He scratched his head.
"This looks annoying."
He swung.
The ball flew much harder this time.
Instead of going between the walls...
It bounced off one.
Then the other.
Then the back wall.
Then rolled backwards.
Everyone thought he had failed.
Until...
The returning ball slowly curved...
Threaded perfectly between the walls...
And dropped into the cup.
Plunk.
Even Yun Wanhe’s eye twitched.
[Again?!]
Shen Tian tilted his head.
"Oh. I thought I overhit it."
Chu Luoshen laughed.
"I don’t think anyone believes you anymore."
- Hole Three -
A bridge crossed over a tiny stream.
Miss the bridge...
The ball fell into the water.
Chu Zijin accidentally knocked hers straight into the stream.
"Awww..."
Meng Lan laughed so hard she almost dropped her club.
Chi Lingxi quietly made par.
Qin Ruobing needed three strokes.
Then...
Yun Wanhe stepped forward.
He smiled confidently.
"The bridge is too narrow. So..."
He lightly chipped the ball.
Instead of rolling...
The ball briefly left the ground.
It landed perfectly on the center of the bridge.
Rolled straight across.
One stroke.
The gathering crowd applauded again.
Several nearby golfers were beginning to watch their group instead of playing.
"That guy’s incredible."
Shen Tian walked over.
He looked at the bridge.
"Hm."
He deliberately hit the side railing.
The ball bounced off the wooden rail.
Skipped across both sides of the bridge...
Never touching the center...
Then curved into the cup.
The spectators lost their minds.
"HE USED THE RAILINGS?!"
"WHO PLAYS LIKE THAT?!"
"That can’t be legal!"
An employee walked over.
Watched the replay camera.
"It’s legal."
The crowd erupted.
Yun Wanhe stared blankly.
"Impossible..."
- Hole Four -
A castle.
Three tunnels.
Only one actually led to the cup.
The other two spat the ball back out.
Everyone guessed.
Most guessed wrong.
Yun Wanhe narrowed his eyes.
His spiritual perception quietly spread underground.
He immediately identified the correct tunnel.
"Found it."
He casually knocked the ball inside.
Five seconds later...
Plunk.
Another hole-in-one.
He smiled proudly.
[Perfect.]
Shen Tian walked over.
"Hm... I’ll take the left one."
Yun Wanhe almost laughed.
[Wrong.]
The ball entered.
Immediately disappeared.
Three seconds later...
It shot out...
Bounced off the castle wall...
Entered the correct tunnel from the opposite direction...
Then rolled into the cup.
Yun Wanhe slowly looked upward.
[He has to be blessed by Heaven!! WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT!?]
- Hole Five-
This hole looked deceptively simple.
The green curved into an enormous spiral.
Hit the ball too softly...
It would stop halfway around.
Hit it too hard...
It would fly out of the spiral entirely.
The cup rested directly in the center.
Yun Wanhe slowly stepped forward.
He narrowed his eyes.
His Immortal Emperor instincts immediately began calculating.
The slope.
The friction.
The exact amount of force needed.
Every blade of grass seemed to become crystal clear.
Then...
Tap.
The ball entered the spiral.
Round...
Round...
Round...
It gradually lost speed.
Everyone unconsciously leaned forward.
"Come on... Keep going..."
The ball completed one final revolution...
Before gently dropping into the center.
Plunk.
Hole-in-one.
The crowd erupted.
"Amazing!"
"Perfect!"
"How do you even calculate that?!"
Yun Wanhe smiled calmly.
Inside...
He was practically laughing.
[Ahahaha!!]
[No one alive possesses finer control than this Immortal Emperor.]
He glanced sideways.
[Let’s see you surpass perfection.]
Shen Tian walked over.
"Looks annoying."
He lazily scratched the back of his head.
Without crouching...
Without measuring...
He casually swung.
Tap.
His ball entered the spiral...
Then immediately slammed into the outer wall.
Several people winced.
Too much force.
Instead of slowing down...
The ball continued circling faster...
And faster...
And faster...
It looked completely out of control.
Then...
As it reached the center...
The speed suddenly became exactly perfect.
Plunk.
Silence...
An employee blinked three times.
"I’ve worked here eight years. I didn’t know that was possible."
Yun Wanhe’s smile stiffened.
[Again...?]
- Hole Six -
A narrow downhill ramp.
At the bottom...
Three moving gates continuously opened and closed.
Miss the timing...
The ball would bounce all the way back.
Everyone watched as Yun Wanhe stepped up.
He didn’t even hesitate.
Tap.
The ball rolled downhill.
Gate one...
Passed.
Gate two.
Passed.
Gate three...
Passed.
Straight into the cup.
One stroke.
The crowd applauded again.
Several people actually began recording with their phones.
Shen Tian stepped forward.
"Timing games. I hate timing games."
He swung.
His ball reached the first gate...
Exactly as it closed.
Thunk.
It bounced backward.
Yun Wanhe smiled.
[Finally.]
Then...
The returning ball rolled up the hill...
Lost momentum...
Rolled back down...
Arrived exactly as every gate opened one after another.
Pass.
Pass.
Pass.
Plunk.
The crowd exploded into laughter.
"He failed successfully!"
"HOW DOES THAT EVEN HAPPEN?!"
Even Shen Tian blinked.
"Well. I’ll take it."
(Author’s Note: IMPORTANT!)
SEND POWESTONES!!!
ALL SUPER GIFTS (Magic Castle, Space Ship, Golden Gachapon) = MORE ChapterS!

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