CHAPTER 1151: CHAPTER 1151: BIRDIES AND EAGLES

Ye Mingtian slowly stood up, looking at Ryukawa Kumo with disdain in his eyes.

Ryukawa Kumo was extremely displeased, but he forcefully suppressed his anger, greeting Ye Mingtian with a smile.

"Ye Mingtian has only learned golf for an hour, can he really do it?"

"He can perform perfectly in every aspect. To provoke Ryukawa Kumo like this, he must be confident."

"But it’s his first time playing, only learned for an hour. Ryukawa Kumo is a professional champion. Even a genius can’t compare, right?"

"Let’s wait and see then. I have a feeling today’s match will be very exciting."

...

The crowd had already erupted, everyone eagerly watching Ye Mingtian and Ryukawa Kumo.

"Your senior Ye is quite good at showing off, even better than me," Ye Chenfeng chuckled.

Chu Qingxue looked at Ye Chenfeng speechlessly and said nothing.

On the teeing ground, Ryukawa Kumo was solemn, his brows tightly furrowed, cold light shooting from his eyes.

In contrast, Ye Mingtian appeared very relaxed, his expression serene, a gentle smile hanging on his lips, gazing into the distance as if strategizing from thousands of miles away.

The match between Ye Mingtian and Ryukawa Kumo was stroke play in golf, which consists of eighteen holes. Simply put, whoever uses fewer strokes to complete all eighteen holes wins.

The par for eighteen holes is 72 strokes, meaning scoring 72 strokes to finish eighteen holes is a professional level. Regular players usually score around 80 to 90 strokes.

"It seems risky. Ryukawa Kumo’s lowest score is 68, which won him the championship at the Japan Open. Even if Ye Mingtian is a genius, scoring 68 seems difficult!"

"And judging by Ryukawa Kumo’s demeanor, he is indeed angry. He will definitely treat the match seriously and might even show hidden capabilities to break his own record."

"Yes, it’s said that Ryukawa Kumo held back during the Japan Open. Today he is completely serious."

...

A group of people worriedly watched Ye Mingtian, upon hearing various data, almost despairing of him, given that Ryukawa Kumo is a professional champion.

Ye Chenfeng, hearing the surrounding discussions, felt bewildered and asked Chu Qingxue, "Xue’xue, isn’t eighteen holes enough with 18 strokes? Why does it end up being 72 strokes? I can’t quite understand?"

Seeing Ye Chenfeng bewildered, Chu Qingxue looked at him like he was a monster and said, "Didn’t you say you know golf? You wouldn’t be unclear about the rules, right?"

"No, I played it before!" Ye Chenfeng replied.

Chu Qingxue rolled her eyes at Ye Chenfeng and patiently explained, "In the eighteen holes of golf, there are four five-par holes, ten four-par holes, and four three-par holes. So par is 72 strokes. Generally, those who can score around 70 strokes are professionals or coaches, ordinary players scoring 80 to 90 strokes are considered skilled."

Ye Chenfeng listened with surprise and couldn’t help but say, "Didn’t expect you, Xue’xue, to know quite a bit about this?"

"It’s required for work. I’ve played a bit, my best score was 76 strokes," Chu Qingxue said expressionlessly.

Ye Chenfeng looked at Chu Qingxue a few times and murmured, "That’s far off. When I played, I solved it with 18 strokes."

"What did you say?"

Even though Ye Chenfeng spoke softly, Chu Qingxue heard him and casually asked, not caring too much, as 18 strokes was impossible.

The lowest record in golf is 58 strokes, totally unreachable with 18 strokes.

strokes is simply impossible, so Chu Qingxue didn’t take it to heart.

"Don’t believe me? I’ll show you later! This is my ultimate skill," Ye Chenfeng said indignantly.

Chu Qingxue didn’t pay attention to what Ye Chenfeng said and continued watching the field.

Amidst the audience’s anticipation, the match officially began.

Ryukawa Kumo’s first target was a three-par hole, which means scoring a par is three strokes. A stroke to the green area and two more to push the ball into the hole, achieving a perfect par.

"Oh my God!"

But as soon as the match started, gasps of amazement rang out in the venue.

Even Ye Chenfeng was shocked, couldn’t help but look ahead.

"Oh my God, a birdie on the first hole, truly worthy of a professional!"

"A birdie, first hole with a birdie!"

...

Instantly, the venue erupted like a potboiler.

A birdie means being one stroke under par; the three-par hole’s par is three strokes, while Ryukawa Kumo only used two, making it a birdie.

Although it’s just one stroke short, it’s definitely a rare occurrence, difficult to see even in professional tournaments.

"My God, another birdie!"

Right after, Ryukawa Kumo continued to surprise everyone, scoring another birdie.

Third birdie!

Third birdie!

...

Within ten holes, Ryukawa Kumo hit four birdies.

If he scores par in the following eight holes, the final score will be 68 strokes, the score of the Japan Open champion.

For the current momentum of Ryukawa Kumo, this is incredibly easy, and the final stroke count will surely be below 68.

"I’m going crazy, fifth birdie!"

"This is getting serious!"

After a while, the crowd was once again astonished because Ryukawa Kumo scored another birdie on a four-par hole.

He followed up with par scores for several consecutive holes.

On the final five-par hole, Ryukawa Kumo glanced at Ye Mingtian with a smile before seriously focusing on the game.

The par for a five-par hole is three strokes to reach the green and two strokes to push the ball into the hole.

"Two strokes to the green, this is too remarkable! If no surprises, it’s definitely another birdie," people around felt their hearts racing, Ryukawa Kumo might hit another birdie.

"Bang!"

"Clunk!"

They saw Ryukawa Kumo grip the club in an interlocking manner, a sudden swing, making the obstacles on the fairway seem nonexistent. The ball bounced with the precision of a scalpel, landing directly in the hole.

"Incredible, scored eagle in just three strokes on a five-par hole! God, I actually witnessed the legendary eagle!"

With Ryukawa Kumo’s completion of the final hole, the entire venue boiled over, exclamations all around, like people who had never seen the world opening their eyes for the first time, when in fact, these were wealthy individuals.

The principle of an eagle is the same as a birdie, two strokes under par make an eagle. Of course, the difficulty of an eagle far exceeds a birdie, it’s rare even to see a birdie, let alone an eagle.