Chapter 78 - 77: Great Effort Creates Miracles

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Chapter 78: Chapter 77: Great Effort Creates Miracles ... Li Zhigang executed a flawless professional move, sending out a high-clear shot. "Beautiful!" One of Li Zhigang’s teammates immediately shouted in praise, "The high-clear shot is one of the most fundamental techniques in badminton. Most amateur rookies can’t even send the shuttle from one baseline to the other. A professional player can crush an amateur with just high-clear shots alone." "Exactly!" Another teammate chimed in, "This shot from Li Zhigang is both high and fast, flying straight to the opponent’s baseline before dropping vertically. It may not look like it has much killing power, but it’s actually hard to return. Amateurs simply can’t send the shuttle back to his baseline. An off-target return just sets him up for a ferocious smash." Ye Shanshan anxiously gripped her hands, watching Yan Xiaobao. His legs hardly even moved as he swiftly retreated to the baseline, eyeing the shuttle descending straight down, holding his... blade? No, holding his racket, and swung forward for the return. "Bang!" With a sudden explosion akin to a celebratory cannon blast, the shuttle shot into the sky like a streak of white lightning! Everyone craned their necks, staring dumbfounded as the shuttle streaked across the court like a white meteor, passed above the net, and plunged straight downward. Yan Xiaobao had barely sent his shot when he noticed everyone had frozen in place, staring fixatedly at the shuttle that had already hit the ground... "O-Out... out of bounds..." The referee snapped out of his daze, looking at Yan Xiaobao as if he were a monster, "2-0." The referee had watched no fewer than a thousand badminton matches, and yet he had never imagined someone could hit the shuttle from their baseline all the way beyond the net... to another court’s baseline behind it. "T-Too terrifying! How... how is this possible?" The crowd erupted in astonished gasps. "Utterly unbelievable! Even the first badminton player in history to achieve the Olympic, World Championship, World Cup, Asian Games, Asian Championship, All England Tournament, National Games, and multiple World Badminton Federation Super Series Championship titles—the legendary Super Pill—might not be able to pull this off..." "But... but he clearly doesn’t know how to play badminton... How... how could he hit the shuttle so far?" "This must be natural Divine Power..." "Even Divine Power wouldn’t explain it. Badminton relies on technique for generating force; it’s all about finesse. No matter how strong brute force is, it’s useless!" Only Ye Shanshan had guessed the truth: Yan Xiaobao didn’t know how to play badminton or how to generate force with technique—he wasn’t using badminton skills at all. What he was using was—Sword Skill! "Honey! Don’t use so much strength, just aim to hit the shuttle to the opponent’s baseline!" Ye Shanshan loudly advised him, her earlier worry now completely replaced by confidence. "Oh, one more time." Yan Xiaobao, starting to find some enjoyment in the game, eagerly pushed Li Zhigang, "Hurry up and serve!" Li Zhigang shook his head abruptly, trying to clear his mind, and silently reassured himself: It’s okay, this guy just has brute strength. Badminton isn’t a sport that relies purely on strength. Even if his high-clear shot can make it to my baseline, it doesn’t matter—I still have drop shots, power smashes, slicing smashes, and other moves that he’ll never be able to return! Li Zhigang served another high-clear shot. "Bang!" This time, Yan Xiaobao slightly controlled his strength, but the shuttle still went out of bounds, landing outside the court. "Out of bounds, 3-0." "This shuttle is too light! It flies out so easily—this isn’t fun at all!" Yan Xiaobao complained, feeling dissatisfied. "Honey, it’s okay! Hit the shuttle upwards, and it’ll be less likely to go out of bounds." Ye Shanshan shouted to him, "Badminton shuttles may start off fast, but the feathered design creates significant air resistance, which slows them down quickly. If you send it skyward, it won’t fly as far." "Alright." For the fourth shot, Yan Xiaobao followed Ye Shanshan’s suggestion and aimed the shuttle upward. "Bang!" "Violation... violation..." The referee once again looked at Yan Xiaobao as if he were witnessing a supernatural event, "4-0." "How is it another violation?" Yan Xiaobao furiously pointed at the shuttle on the ground, "It clearly landed inside the court—it didn’t go out of bounds!" Li Zhigang sneered coldly, "Idiot, if the shuttle touches the roof, ceiling, or surrounding walls, it’s still a violation. If you don’t know how to play, admit defeat and scram! Oh, and don’t forget to leave Shanshan with me." "You bastard! Are you looking for a beating or what?" Yan Xiaobao was seething with rage and frustration. These complicated badminton rules made him feel like he couldn’t fully use his strength. It was downright infuriating. "Wait a minute!" Ye Shanshan had a sudden idea and ran onto the court to whisper in Yan Xiaobao’s ear, "Aim the shuttle at him! As long as you hit him, it doesn’t matter if the shuttle goes out of bounds or not—you’ll still score." "Really? Why didn’t you say so earlier!" Yan Xiaobao was delighted. So badminton could be used to hit people, and it wasn’t even against the rules? Scoring this way sounded like a blast to him. "Again, again, hurry up and serve!" Ye Shanshan stepped off the court, and Yan Xiaobao eagerly prepared to play—not just badminton, but specifically the "hit Li Zhigang" version of the game. Li Zhigang smirked coldly and served once more. In his mind, if Yan Xiaobao kept playing like this, he’d lose purely to violations and out-of-bounds shots. The shuttle soared toward the back of Yan Xiaobao’s court, beginning its descent. Yan Xiaobao dashed with lightning speed to the optimal position, carefully aimed at Li Zhigang, and swung with force. "Bang!" The shuttle flew like a projectile out of a cannon, heading straight at Li Zhigang. "Ouch!" Li Zhigang, completely unprepared, took a shuttle straight to the forehead, leaving a bump the size of the shuttle there. He never could have imagined that the completely clueless Yan Xiaobao could somehow unleash the most powerful and aggressive move in badminton—the power smash! The audience was equally stunned. "What the heck is this? That young man doesn’t even know how to play badminton, yet he just unleashed an insanely powerful smash out of nowhere!" freewёbnoνel-com "Right? That’s totally unscientific! Smashing is one of the ultimate skills in badminton. You can’t execute a proper smash without at least two or three years of experience!" "That shuttle... so fast! I didn’t even see it clearly. This... this is unbelievable!" Li Zhigang clutched his swollen forehead, wincing in pain and feeling deeply shaken. He hadn’t even started smashing yet, but how did Yan Xiaobao end up smashing him instead? "Switch server, 1-4." "This is fun, this is fun!" Yan Xiaobao, who had finally discovered the "true joy" of badminton, laughed heartily as he mimicked Li Zhigang’s serving posture, sending out a high-clear shot. The movement was surprisingly professional, and the shuttle’s speed and height far surpassed Li Zhigang’s. "Dammit! Let me show you the lethal force of my smash!" Li Zhigang gathered all his strength, retreated to his court’s baseline with a cross-step, crouched slightly, then leapt high into the air, swinging down with all his might! ... [Please comment, recommend, tip, and support!] ...

Chapter 78 - 77: Great Effort Creates Miracles

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