Chapter 211 - Six Time World Record Breaker (1/2)
“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.