Are you even a professional

"Don't you dare go easy on me. I refuse to believe I can't return a single one!"

Su Yang toyed with the shuttlecock and said, "You said it."

"I said it. Come on, let's keep going!"

"Alright."

After saying that, Su Yang tossed the shuttlecock up and continued to smash it with powerful swings.

This time, Shen Yixue was highly focused. She gripped the racket with both hands, lowered her center of gravity, and hopped from side to side as if she were holding a tennis racket.

The shuttlecock flew rapidly toward her. Timing it perfectly, she quickly ran to the left and swung a backhand.

Smack.

She finally managed to catch the shuttlecock for once and hit it back.

Seeing this, Su Yang quickly stepped forward and hit the shuttlecock back to Shen Yixue's opposite side.

Shen Yixue looked up, dashed forward, and managed to hit the shuttlecock horizontally back to Su Yang just before it hit the ground.

Standing to the side, Pan Ning finally nodded and smiled.

Meng Qianyu stood between them, watching with extreme concentration, looking back and forth from Su Yang to Shen Yixue.

However, the situation on the court was quite clear; the rhythm of the game was entirely in Su Yang's hands.

He strung Shen Yixue along, making her run left and right. After several back-and-forths, he ended the rally with a powerful smash.

"Ahhh!!" Having failed to return the shot, Shen Yixue roared and jumped up and down in frustration.

It was obvious she really wanted to win, even if it was just a single point.

Because that rally had lasted for several exchanges, combined with the blazing sun, Shen Yixue was exhausted. Her face was flushed, and she rested her hands on her knees, panting heavily.

"Phew! Phew!"

"I refuse to believe I can't win a single point!"

"Let's continue. Your serve." Su Yang didn't have a single drop of sweat on his face and looked incredibly relaxed.

After resting for a dozen seconds, Shen Yixue picked up the shuttlecock and went at it again.

For the next few serves, Su Yang deliberately let Shen Yixue win three points, and then completely crushed her to finish the match.

"Whoa!! Brother Su Yang is amazing!" Meng Qianyu stood on the sidelines, clapping and cheering.

Shen Yixue was so mad her teeth itched, but she had to admit defeat. She really couldn't beat him, and after finishing one game, she was completely exhausted.

"Wait until I rest and get a drink of water, then we'll fight again!"

"Go ahead. Who's up next?" Su Yang continued to casually twirl his racket, looking at Pan Ning and Meng Qianyu.

After watching that match, Meng Qianyu had completely lost any desire to play. Her skills were poor to begin with, so she had absolutely no confidence in playing against Su Yang.

Playing against Shen Yixue would be fine; the two of them were probably about the same level.

At this moment, Pan Ning stood up, grabbed a racket, walked onto the courtyard court, and looked at Su Yang. "I'll play."

"Oho, looks like you've got some skills."

"Let's find out."

"Alright, come on. You serve first. Qianyu will keep being the referee."

"Okay! But Brother Su Yang, you can't underestimate her. My sister's skills are no joke."

"Is that so? Good then, it's more fun when the opponent is strong, hehe."

Sweating profusely and drinking water on the sidelines, Shen Yixue glared at Su Yang and shouted, "Are you saying I'm not strong?"

"What else?" Su Yang mocked mercilessly.

"You, you, you! Pan Pan, teach him a lesson for me!"

Pan Ning didn't reply to her. She looked at Su Yang and asked, "Ready?"

"Ready whenever."

"Alright, I'll serve." As Pan Ning spoke, she tossed the shuttlecock and swung her racket with a textbook badminton starting posture.

Smack!

The shuttlecock flew swiftly toward Su Yang.

Su Yang smiled slightly, stepped forward quickly, and returned it with a backhand.

Pan Ning wasn't slow either. As the shuttlecock flew over her head, she observed Su Yang's positioning, then jumped up and fiercely smashed the shuttlecock toward his backcourt.

Because Su Yang was standing quite close to the center line, this shot flew directly behind him.

Startled, Su Yang quickly ran back.

But before he could get into position, the shuttlecock had safely landed on the ground.

"Yes!! Way to go, Pan Pan!" Shen Yixue shouted happily.

Su Yang picked up the shuttlecock and laughed. "Not bad. You said you only knew a little, but this is a completely different level. You're much better than Yixue."

Hearing this, Shen Yixue rushed over to Su Yang, pinched him, and then quickly ran away.

Su Yang chuckled and looked at Pan Ning. "My serve."

"Bring it." Pan Ning replied with a relaxed expression.

After that single point, Su Yang had a rough idea of Pan Ning's skill level. Not daring to underestimate her, he began to take it seriously.

He tossed the shuttlecock and swung.

Smack.

The shuttlecock flew rapidly toward Pan Ning.

Pan Ning timed it perfectly, ran to the spot a step ahead, and returned it with a forehand.

The two rallied back and forth four or five times for this point, and ultimately, Pan Ning won it.

On the sidelines, Shen Yixue clapped and cheered once again.

"Hahaha, let's see you act arrogant now. Do you know how good she is?"

Su Yang scratched his head. He really wasn't going easy on her, and anyone with eyes could see that.

But for some reason, he just couldn't win.

"Hey? I refuse to believe this. Let's go again."

......

Over the next seven or eight points, Su Yang barely managed to win two.

The score was now 11 to 2, with Pan Ning holding a massive lead.

"Damn! I ran into a pro."

In truth, Su Yang's badminton skills were only decent, and since he hadn't played in a long time, his technique had deteriorated significantly.

He was able to easily beat Shen Yixue mostly relying on his own speed and strength.

Because almost every shot he hit was heavy and powerful, moving very fast, Shen Yixue simply couldn't return them.

Pan Ning's movements didn't look much faster than Shen Yixue's, but she was able to easily reach the shuttlecock and hit it back.

Furthermore, all the maneuvers Su Yang had just used on Shen Yixue were copy-pasted by Pan Ning right back onto him.

"Holy crap! I can't win!"

Pan Ning took the mineral water Meng Qianyu handed her, opened it, took a sip, and said calmly, "Keep going. It's not over yet."

"Alright, again."

About ten minutes later, Pan Ning was the first to reach 21 points and won the match. Su Yang only scored five points.

This score could be described as an absolute crushing.

"Pan Pan is awesome!!" Shen Yixue ran behind Pan Ning, massaging her shoulders and laughing loudly.

Meng Qianyu excitedly ran to Pan Ning's side and massaged her arm. "You're still the best, sister. Brother Su Yang isn't all that great after all."

At this point, Pan Ning's forehead was covered in sweat, and strands of hair stuck to her rosy cheeks.

She placed her racket on a lounge chair nearby, drank a few mouthfuls of water, and then picked up a tissue to wipe her face. "I can't play anymore. Time to rest."

Su Yang walked over to the three of them and put down his racket. Then he looked at Pan Ning and said, "Are you secretly a professional? You just gave me a dimensional strike."

"Do you know how good she is now?" Shen Yixue tilted her head up and said proudly to Su Yang.

"I know, I surrender. I really can't win."

"Hehe, that's what you get for mocking me earlier."

Su Yang nonchalantly pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "Are you done resting?"

"What's wrong? You still want to play me?"

"No, I mean you and Qianyu should play a match. I want to see you two noobs peck at each other."

"You're the noob!" Hearing this, Shen Yixue and Meng Qianyu immediately exploded, both of them waving their little fists and chasing Su Yang all over the courtyard.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! Spare my life, you two beauties!"

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