"Hmph, I've defeated everyone. You think you can cancel my qualification for the match? Even as the head of the Sports Department, you don't have the authority to cancel someone's registration!" Situ Yang actually thought Lin Feng was talking about forcibly erasing his achievements! He spoke with immense arrogance, "You really think you're something, don't you!"

Lin Feng paused, then gave a wry smile. "Damn, let me return those words to you! What I meant is, I'm also signing up for the table tennis selection trials to eliminate you..."

"Eliminate... me?" Situ Yang's eyes widened as if he had heard an incredibly funny joke, yet this joke seemed so absurd and idiotic that he found it hard to believe.

Sleepy-eyed, Lin Feng hadn't even lifted his head when a piece of chalk hit him. Immediately, whispers and snickers filled the classroom.

"Has Lin Feng lost his mind? He actually said he's going to sign up for the table tennis selection trials to eliminate Situ Yang? Doesn't he know Situ Yang was the overall champion in last year's Youth Cup challenge?"

"Who knows if he's truly foolish or just pretending! I doubt he even knows how to hold a paddle properly, yet he's talking about eliminating Situ Yang. He must have taken the wrong medicine."

"Heh, look at Lin Feng's current grip. It's neither the Horizontal Holding Method nor the Vertical Holding Method. He's just casually gripping the long handle of the paddle. With that kind of grip, he doesn't look like a formidable player at all!"

"He must be really out of his mind..."

…

All the students rooting for Situ Yang cast mocking glances at Lin Feng, occasionally interjecting with professional-sounding comments.

"Yay... I knew I wasn't wrong about Lin Feng! He's so brave, daring to challenge Situ Yang... This is a rare sight!" Su Zi giggled as she watched Lin Feng, then whispered to Ning Aoxue beside her.

"Hmm, let's wait and see... Situ Yang is all reputation, nothing more!" Ning Aoxue casually commented on Situ Yang, her disdain evident as she clearly stated her position.

"Hehe... Miss Ning actually responded to me. Looks like she has high hopes for a certain someone!" Su Zi leaned close to Ning Aoxue's ear and teased.

"Hmph, you talk too much!" Ning Aoxue ignored the playful Su Zi; she had already made her point.

...

"Place your bets, place your bets! Fair game for everyone, the betting pool is open! Come on over if you want to win some cash! Lin Feng, the head of the Sports Department, versus table tennis titan Situ Yang! What fireworks will their fierce showdown ignite? The selection trial is a single-game, winner-takes-all match, following the ITTF 11-point system. Current odds: Lin Feng pays 3 to 1, Situ Yang pays 1.5 to 1. Minimum bet ten, maximum one thousand! Come try your luck!" A few spectators, enjoying the commotion, seized the opportunity presented by the heated discussion and started an "open gambling" ring.

And quite a few people threw their money in... Soon, a pile of ten and hundred-yuan bills accumulated in front of the student who had set the odds... Most of them were betting on Situ Yang to win. Every student who placed a bet was convinced that the bookie was going to lose big time. Wasn't this just giving away free money?

Damn, have I become a money tree? Lin Feng shook his head, speechless. I can't just let others get rich off me so easily! He glanced at Su Zi, signaling her to place a bet too.

Su Zi caught on instantly. Taking out a thick wad of Mao Zedong notes from her wallet, she walked over to the student running the betting pool. With a gentle smile, she counted out ten of them and said softly, "One thousand, on Lin Feng to win!"

"This…" The student taking bets looked at the money in Su Zi's hand, then at Su Zi. Knowing she was always with Lin Feng, he asked anxiously, "You... you're actually betting this much money on Lin Feng winning? This isn't some kind of trick, is there? Could Lin Feng and Situ Yang be in cahoots to scam people?"

"Pfft... Would Lin Feng waste his time scamming you for such a paltry sum?" Su Zi shook her head with a playful smile. "If Lin Feng wins, just interview Situ Yang, and you'll know if it's true or not!"

If Lin Feng wins, Situ Yang will definitely lose all face, she was sure. He probably wouldn't dare show himself in front of Lin Feng ever again!

"Alright, I'll trust you this once!" The boy running the betting pool finally accepted the thousand yuan from Su Zi, then wrote out a betting slip. "One thousand, on Lin Feng to win!"

"Hold onto your slip!" the boy said, handing Su Zi the hastily scribbled betting slip before looking anxiously at the court.

"I really want to know, where do you get the confidence to say such foolish things…" Situ Yang lightly balanced the table tennis paddle on one finger, twirling it gently as he spoke nonchalantly. "Practice for another three years, and you might get a chance to play against me. As for now... heh heh..."

"If you're going to win, then serve. Enough with the pointless chatter," Lin Feng said with a faint smile.

"Hmph... I'll show you what a *real* serve is!" Situ Yang moved to a corner of the table tennis table, took a yellow ping pong ball from his pocket, tossed it up lightly, then with lightning speed, executed an incredibly faint slice on the ball with his paddle...

Instantly, a high-speed spinning ping pong ball flew over the net, landing with a soft CLICK in front of Lin Feng...

The ball's contact on Situ Yang's side of the table was feather-light, but upon hitting Lin Feng's side, it instantly accelerated. WHOOSH! It became a yellow blur, rocketing towards Lin Feng.

"Wow, Situ Yang's serve is so vicious!" Su Zi couldn't help but exclaim as she watched Situ Yang's first serve.

Ning Aoxue, less knowledgeable about table tennis than Su Zi, didn't quite understand. "What do you mean?" she asked casually.

"He used a deceptive chopping motion, making it look like a slice, but what he actually served was a rushing, accelerating topspin loop! If an ordinary player misjudges it, they usually can't return it!" Su Zi explained to Ning Aoxue.

Ning Aoxue immediately tensed up. She didn't care if others could return it; she only wanted to know if Lin Feng could!

Lin Feng was also a bit flustered by Situ Yang's move. Fortunately, having never really played table tennis, he could only rely on his lightning-fast reflexes. Just before the ball reached him, he smashed it back fiercely...

THWACK!

The small ping pong ball let out a sharp CRACK. Lin Feng had hit it with so much force it looked like it would split open instantly.

The small yellow ball shot back at twice its incoming speed...

"Wow! So fast!"

"Is that really Lin Feng's hand speed? I can't even see the ball clearly!"

"Damn, that has to be a total fluke, right? How is that possible…"

"I also think Lin Feng just flailed his paddle and got lucky. When Situ Yang served, Lin Feng was clearly caught off guard! How could he return it so well? It must have been luck!"

With no technique, only brute force, Lin Feng swung wildly. Situ Yang had no time to react. He only sensed a yellow blur WHOOSH past him, accompanied by a faint gust of wind...

Damn, can a human body really achieve such speed when hitting a ball? Situ Yang was stunned, utterly dumbfounded by Lin Feng's simple, brutal power!

However, this was only the beginning of Lin Feng's utter demolition of Situ Yang!

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