The Exalted Warrior novel Chapter 733

“You’re right!”

Only then did the realization hit Tanya. Even if Leo pocketed all the remaining balls on the table, the highest score would only be sixty-seven, as the total point was only one hundred and forty-seven. And now Fane had scored more than half, did this not smell like victory?

“I...I won this round?”

Fane’s face went blank and confused, then he opened his mouth, “But...but aren't there a few more balls on the table?”

“You… I’m speechless. The highest score that one can get is only 147 because the total point is only 147. You already scored 80 out of it. So, even if Leo finished off all the balls on the table, it’s impossible for him to score more than you!” Yvonne explained patiently.

“Hehe! Sounds about right!”

Joy dawned on Fane then he looked at Leo. “Now, Young Master Leo, it’s your turn!”

At this point in time, Leo almost wetted his pants, sheens of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. This punk scored 80 points in one go. Even if he hit all the balls into the pockets, he had already lost!

“My turn your *ss! You win this round!”

Leo’s fury sprang to life that he practically yelled at the owner of the place, “Boss, reset the game! We’re going for the next round!”

The owner immediately went up and set up the balls. He shot Fane a thumbs up as he finished setting up the game. “Young man, amazing play! You’re a genius among geniuses! Before the games, I studied you and realized that you are indeed a newbie. The posture is not particularly correct, and you took several seconds to adjust the cue stick for a better angle. Besides, there are hints of hesitation in your eyes sometimes, but at the later part of the game, you became better and better.”

The owner’s high praise toward Fane was like a sharp needle, piercing through Leo and the others’ eardrums. They could feel a flicker of irritation thrumming through their veins.

Timothy prayed that Fane would lose the game too, and it would be even more delightful for him to see Fane lose one billion. Even if Sharon offered to pay, Fane would still owe her a great favor—one that could not be repaid easily.

Never did he expect that Fane would win the first round.