Imperial Treasure

Chapter 471 - 319: The missing ball, the broken racket

Chapter 319

Rui Ziling was startled, not reacting, as Sui Yi’s fingers came together, directly tapping several points on the back of her hand and wrist meridians, while pulling her arm off the court.

Nalan was completely stunned.

"Sui Yi, are you actually going to concede directly?" Yang Rui sneered.

"If I lose, then I lose," Sui Yi’s response surprised everyone.

All they saw was her talking to Rui Ziling.

"I’ve sealed your meridians; will you detoxify yourself or shall I do it?"

Her gaze was indifferent, her tone was neither particularly gentle nor cold, merely a neutral detachment, but her voice was soft and the lingering sound was melodious, which was very soothing to hear.

Rui Ziling looked down, sighing, "Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention just now... I’ll do it myself. Can you still go back on court? They..."

If they were just to lose like this, Sui Yi might be in some trouble.

"It’s nothing serious," Sui Yi said indifferently.

"I can handle it... you go, consider it avenging me," Rui Ziling glanced at Yang Rui.

Sui Yi looked steadily at her for a couple of breaths, said nothing else, and picked up the tennis racket to walk onto the court.

The way she entered and exited the court was efficiently impressive.

Clearly appearing so ethereal and aloof, neither sharp nor domineering, how did she still evoke this compelling aura of submission from others?

Rui Ziling stood there, thoughtful.

Meanwhile, Sui Yi was already facing two opponents alone.

Yang Rui still felt somewhat relieved, after all, he had managed to take down one of Sui Yi’s companions, thereby significantly increasing his chances to take down Sui Yi with Nalan’s help.

"Can’t enter the court anymore?" Tang Hanyan was genuinely concerned about Sui Yi facing two opponents, Gong Jiu shook his head, "No, that’s the rule. Sui Yi wouldn’t allow it herself either."

That was indeed dangerous, Tang Hanyan sighed, but then heard a crisp voice.

"One person is enough."

Eh?

Tang Hanyan turned her head and saw Eastern Lady’s casually indifferent face.

Both manly and demonically enchanting.

Before she could ponder further about this person’s identity, she heard an exclamation from the crowd nearby!

Turning her head to look...

A twisted, rapidly spinning tennis ball streaked through the air, fiercely striking Yang Rui’s wrist~~

Block it, forcefully block it!

Inner strength layered upon layer, forming a vaguely bluish defense, but...

Bang!

Yang Rui’s entire arm was blown away, but the racket was still in his hand... leaping into the air, his body bent, fiercely gripping the racket with both hands.

"Go!"

Great Windmill, this was the Great Windmill Smash!

Whir~~

The air even emitted a blast sound, banging down ferociously, heading straight for Sui Yi’s head!

Terrifying to the extreme!

She sidestepped, her wrist horizontal, the racket scraping against the ground... sliding~~half-arc, striding three steps, from down to up.

Swoosh~~~

Scold Red Brush, the first brush! Flying Sand and Moving Rock!

Whirl!

The tennis ball, caught up by the turbulent inner strength, snapped!

Shot out!

Afterimages flickering, resembling Flying Sand and Moving Rock..

Nalan’s pupils rapidly locked on... here!

The racket rotated around her wrist, gripped, and swung!

Bang! The ball hit the net of the racket, that force slightly changed Nalan’s expression, she gritted her teeth, still resolutely struck back...

But barely had it crossed the net when Sui Yi had already charged forward!

Feng Yan’s third strike, with the force of thunder!

Bang!

When that tennis ball, like a thunderbolt, ferociously struck Yang Rui’s face as it crossed over the net, Nalan suddenly realized something.

—She had underestimated her after all.

Click clack, with blood blurring from the nostrils, Yang Rui, leaning to one side, covered his face, revealing a fierce half of an eye, glaring menacingly at Sui Yi.

One on one, just right!

Sui Yi landed near the net, holding the racket, looked up, Nalan was already at the baseline, catching the ball, smiling at her.

"One on one, just right!"

Right as the word "just right" came out, the ball had already floated past Sui Yi..

Not good!

Gong Jiu felt a tightness in his chest, but saw Sui Yi stepping back, three steps, counterclockwise backhand, returning the shot!

Seemingly slow, methodical, yet as fast as a thunderclap, turning to receive and hit the ball in one breath!

Swoosh~~

The tennis ball, with a snakelike trajectory, floated over the net railing, landing on the sideline white line..

Hitting the ground, spinning rapidly, yet only bouncing up less than a centimeter..

There was a bit of a teasing feel~~

The other side, Nalan: "..."

Everyone: "...."

It’s like this again!

Again!!!

Nalan sighed, not sure which specific word to use, but regarding Sui Yi’s highly technical and explosive counterattack... she was left speechless.

"Incredible! Absolutely incredible!" Tang Yu from the Tang Family shouted as he swung his fist. Similarly, children from wealthy families like Yunfeng who could play tennis, many of them even members of top tennis clubs, understood more than most ordinary people even if their skills weren’t top-notch. They were truly able to appreciate such a splendid match, yet... they were ultimately shocked by Sui Yi’s tennis.

"Who just said Sui Yi can’t play tennis?" Tang Hanyan asked gloomily.

Gong Jiu: "Not me."

Jiang Chenyu: "She herself."

Tang Hanyan: "Then what was that just now? How could she..."

Eastern Lady: "Simple, ’Baidu.’"

So, like Eastern Lady, Sui Yi could use the word ’Baidu’ in a highly cold and stunning manner, followed by an overwhelming power that slaughtered countless people’s sense of shame.

Damn it, thinking you’re the smart ones, the academic masters, right!

Yang Rui kept bleeding from the nose and had to leave the field. Revenge? Sui Yi didn’t give him a chance, just as she had asked before.

You plan to seek revenge here? I’m sorry, I don’t think you are capable.

So, Yang Rui was sent off the field.

Across the way, Rui Ziling silently chuckled after a long pause. Is this how you avenge me, Miss Sui Yi... within ten seconds... such efficiency.

In the stands, observed by some students and entrepreneurs, a few celebrities and singers were utterly puzzled; however, they were quick on the uptake, constantly asking privately who everyone on the field was, especially that young student...

"I’d bet the cucumber I kept in my refrigerator for half a year that this girl is definitely a super special forces agent secretly trained by the nation,"

Pu Qinghan felt that his agent, though usually wildly imaginative and unreliable, hit on a key point this time.

—None of these people are ordinary.

They felt like masters from the Martial Arts World, only disguised under the guise of tennis, a naturally intense sport. Yet, it didn’t seem so unbelievable.

Just very high-standard.

"Sui Yi..." Pu Qinghan suddenly felt a strong desire to understand this person.

The Yun family members were very quiet, seemingly having acknowledged Sui Yi’s strength which was entirely beyond their expectations.

"A century’s worth of Inner Strength is one thing, but this girl’s control over Inner Strength is truly terrifying," Yun Xilai said, his face shadowed and his eyes flickering uncertainly.

It couldn’t be dragged out any longer.

In the stands, Jiong Jiong was almost eager to lick someone’s shoes, and Xiao Ran among others was very surprised.

"Such an incredible girl, no wonder the Yun Family is struggling with her," a middle-aged man from the Xiao family sighed lightly. Although Xiao Ran didn’t know the reason, he knew his elder brother was always discerning, and the few he had praised included his own brilliantly talented younger brother.

On the field, it was now Sui Yi’s turn to serve.

She looked at Nalan.

Suddenly said, "Do you find this boring?"

Nalan was taken aback, then laughed, "If you keep using that technique, I would indeed find it boring."

"Then let’s end it."

Huh? What did she mean by that?

Before Nalan could react, she saw Sui Yi serve a ball.

She only saw her serving, not the ball.

Only heard a bang, then turned to see a ball imprinted on the wall behind her.

Nalan inhaled sharply, suddenly looking down at her own racquet.

Click, the wooden handle of the racquet fell to the ground.

The break was perfectly smooth, just below where her fingers held the handle.

It was a close shave.

Nalan took a deep breath and threw the handle on the ground, "I concede."

The audience stirred, clueless, but they knew Nalan’s racquet had inexplicably broken, and then she conceded...

Why not just replace it?

"Replace it? A racquet can be replaced, but life can’t..." Liang Qing sighed, "She has become more terrifying.."

Xiao remained silent, the girl who had broken into their leader’s garden at night had now reached a level where even the supremely proud Nalan had to concede?

Yang Rui looked grim, wordlessly morose.

The Yhan Family also lost spirit. Sui Yi was too strong, scarily so. The Yun Family might have had a chance if they had gone all out, but now it was clearly too late.

Once Nalan conceded, the Yun family knew they had lost, completely lost.

And at that moment...

Bang!

"Court C, 6 to 5, Flower Demon wins!"

"Court A, 5 to 6, Wei Feng wins!"

All three matches had their outcomes, but undoubtedly, Sui Yi’s match was the most breathtaking and the most regretful.

The broken racquet had cost everything.

"Grandfather," Yun Junyan, holding his bandaged face, couldn’t help but call out, but Yun Xilai was emotionless and just stood up and walked away...

Look at that attitude, just... trash!

Gong Jiu gave the finger behind his back!

The matches were decided, clearly there was no desire to continue fighting, so they started leaving the venue. Unfortunately, the students’ excitement was just beginning. Before many people could rush over, Sui Yi, carrying her tennis racquet, and Rui Ziling left together from the side of the gym.

Outside, Sui Yi met Qin Sang.

There was also a dejected-looking girl standing next to her.

As soon as that girl saw Sui Yi, her expression stiffened, and she lowered her head.

After Qin Sang looked at her, the girl stepped forward: "Sui Yi, I’m sorry, it was me who tampered with your arrangement, because Yun Junyan said if I didn’t agree then..."

Rui Ziling wasn’t really concerned, but was curious how Sui Yi would handle this girl.

"Hmm... you can go."

"Eh?" The girl was taken aback; Qin Sang patted her shoulder, "I’ve said before, being honest isn’t hard, forgiving is the hardest. When you can learn to be as forgiving as Sui Yi, you won’t be used by others."

With that said by Qin Sang, the girl’s expression turned even more awkward, and she hastily ran off. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit qidian.com to vote and give your monthly ticket. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)