Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 1691 - 922: The Genuine Tool

The bet was officially made, witnessed by Wang Longlong.

Yang Sheng stood with his arms crossed, his short hair motionless in the absence of wind, exuding a serene charm.

Gong Jin stood with his hands behind his back, possessing a natural nobility, standing proudly, with an extraordinary demeanor.

He wasn’t worried about losing. Among ordinary students, the gap in badminton skills wasn’t significant. Compared to skills, physical fitness was more important.

In singles badminton, it’s ultimately a test of physical fitness. When your physique is up to par, any move you make is a skill.

Just now, in a brief moment, he discovered the origins of the so-called Senior Brother Ouyang. The opponent was a main player on the school basketball team, so his physical fitness was beyond doubt.

A tall guy over six feet, crushing ordinary girls, and this match was crucial to winning the confession battle. Ouyang would undoubtedly use every means to win the match.

So, how could Gong Jin possibly lose?

On the square downstairs, Senior Brother Ouyang held the badminton racket, staring at Yun Tingting across the net. She stood in the light, graceful and moving, with beautiful play of light and shadow.

"Tingting, since you want to compete with me, of course, I’ll agree," Senior Brother Ouyang’s voice was warm, like the outstanding big brother next door.

"His smile is so bright!" Wang Yanyan was infatuated.

Liu Chuandao: "Tsk tsk, in your eyes, handsome people are always bright no matter what, right?"

"Oh oh! I’m getting drunk!" Pang Jiaoti cupped her big face.

Cui Yu chimed in: "Get drunk quickly, fall into Shen Xinli’s arms! Xinli, your new favorite is here!"

Class 9’s Shen Xinli turned silently back to the Class 9 classroom, his darkness seemingly transforming into tangible shadows, drifting several meters away.

Gong Jin couldn’t imagine, he had never seen someone so gloomy, reaching such a terrifying state. What had the other party gone through?

Yun Tingting looked at Ouyang across from her and said, "You better not hold back, none of that pretending to lose to try and move me nonsense."

Senior Brother Ouyang was taken aback. He had indeed thought of that, losing the match to win the beauty.

Yun Tingting emphasized, "I only like guys stronger than me."

Chai Wei snickered: "Tough lady."

Hu Jun calmly: "She’s got a point with that stubbornness."

Lu Qiqi pinched her nose: "You guys are so lecherous."

Hu Jun looked at her with sympathy.

Hearing Yun Tingting’s declaration, Gong Jin’s heart relaxed, the confidence that was already 95% shot up to 99% instantly.

’Love Badminton Singles Match’ officially began.

Yang Sheng stared at Yun Tingting’s posture, her body slightly bent, the center of her gravity entirely on the balls of her feet. This stance allowed for quicker follow-up on the ball.

Liu Chuandao and the others greedily scanned Yun Tingting’s posture with their eyes, feeling that her slight squat and the curve of her hips were incredibly enticing.

Ouyang was the server, he tossed the shuttle high and delivered a smash, the shuttlecock made a "bang" as it shot out.

At the moment Ouyang raised his hand, Yang Sheng murmured: "Start stepping."

Yun Tingting instantly sprang into action, sharp as a lynx in the hills.

Yun Tingting didn’t exert much effort, just casually flinging the shuttle away.

Seeing the soft shuttlecock, Ouyang tried another smash, thinking it would fluster Yun Tingting, but she casually took two steps and returned with a backhand.

Instead, it was Ouyang who began to panic, falling into Yun Tingting’s rhythm. After lobbing a few shuttles, Yun Tingting used a backhand half-smash to finish off Ouyang.

Ouyang stood where he was, completely caught off guard.

"Ouyang, you’re no good!"

"So weak, useless!"

The men on the second and third floors immediately united, starting with cold words, criticizing him mercilessly, showcasing the unity and disunity of men in full view.

"Hmm, that’s strange!" Chen Siyu, who watched the entire match, questioned: "Yun Tingting seemed as gentle as a husband taking home a dinner invitation, so how did she win?"

Hu Jun and Cui Yu nearby almost thought they heard wrong, feeling a bit bewildered, with a look of disbelief.

Yang Sheng was very precise about sports, explaining: "Yun Tingting was relaxed in her movements and positions during the game, but if you observe closely, you’ll find that she’s incredibly decisive and fierce at the moment of hitting."

"So, actually, Yun Tingting’s skills are quite good." Yang Sheng concluded.

Chen Siyu: "How does she compare to you?"

Yang Sheng dismissed it with a smile, not answering.

The match, just as Yang Sheng predicted, saw Yun Tingting effortlessly dominate by simply lobbing and dropping shuttles in the next two games.

Ouyang, previously praised in the basketball domain, showed only rigidity and clumsiness on the badminton court, miserably losing to Yun Tingting.

Holding the racket, Yun Tingting looked at Ouyang, who was still in shock, and said: "Sorry."

Ouyang’s expression was very strained. Ever since securement of a guaranteed place in Nanda, he had been in high spirits.

He had intended to confess to Yan Chuchen of senior three, but that woman was articulate and well-connected, hard to approach, so he focused on Yun Tingting in the second year, who was highly acclaimed. If he could hold her, many would envy him.

But in the end, he failed.

Senior Brother Ouyang forced a smile: "If I surpass you in badminton, would you consider it?"

Chen Siyu lamented: "A losing dog’s speech reflects someone just watching their beloved being taken..."

Cui Yu: "Why did you stop talking?"

Chen Siyu covered her mouth: "Ah, I suddenly remembered I have something important."