Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 736 - 444 Goodwill Reminder

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"Yang Sheng, you don’t know, this old man is too tricky. Even my Brother Quan couldn’t beat him," Guo Kun Nan said to Yang Sheng as they walked.

Not until Yang Sheng stood in front of the ping pong table.

Seeing her as a savior, Dan Kaiquan was taken aback when he saw Yang Sheng cross her arms and say indifferently, "You guys keep playing."

Dan Kaiquan was stunned for a moment but then understood that Yang Sheng must be planning to study the opponent’s game to counter it.

After picking up the ball, Dan Kaiquan played a few more rounds with the old man.

Yang Sheng watched a few games and found the old man’s play to be quite loose and without much strategy, but at the moment of receiving the ball, his movements indeed had a touch of a master’s grace.

"Can you do it?" Tang Fu asked, for she was quite good at ping pong and had a keen eye.

"Not necessarily," Yang Sheng said as she walked onto the court to replace Dan Kaiquan.

The skinny old man saw a young girl approaching and chuckled, "Calling for reinforcements?"

Dan Kaiquan shouted, "Don’t look down on her; she’s one of the best at ping pong in our school."

The short and stocky old man chuckled to himself, "Last time, there was a college student who won a city ping pong prize, guess what happened to him?"

Someone acted as the setup man, revealing bright deeds, and the skinny old man immediately straightened up, stood with hands behind his back, and put on a sharp look.

Tang Fu said, "He didn’t respect his elders and rubbed you into the ground?"

The skinny old man’s expression stiffened as he looked at the tall young woman; his face remained unchanged, but he couldn’t degrade himself to refute.

He had no choice but to say, "Let’s start."

Yang Sheng served the ball, and the skinny old man realized that she indeed had some skills, but they were far from enough.

He swung his paddle, and the ball he cut was strangely tricky; Yang Sheng had never seen such a ball before.

She was ready to return it, but, although her receiving technique seemed correct, the moment the ping pong ball touched the paddle, it immediately drifted off, making it impossible to catch.

Yang Sheng, suppressing her confusion, played a few games and, as expected, found herself at a disadvantage.

The skinny old man retrieved his paddle, confidently stating, "You won’t be getting your ice cream today."

Yang Sheng’s eyes flickered, and she suddenly asked, "Is there something wrong with your paddle?"

She had heard her father say that some old guys who play ping pong were very crafty and their paddles were custom-made with non-standard materials, which made the balls spin extremely fast and ordinary people couldn’t defend against them.

Unexpectedly, she had encountered one today.

The skinny elder was shocked that his trick was spotted, but as an open and honest person, he readily admitted:

"This paddle, combined with my technique..."

He pointed at the distant Lu Province Science and Technology University, bragging, "I’m unbeatable."

The old man was extremely pleased with himself.

Having crafted his strategy for many years and with the home-court advantage, even professional ping pong players might not be able to defeat him!

Dan Kaiquan understood, "That’s way too sneaky, isn’t it?"

They had hit upon a hard nut to crack.

Since Yang Sheng couldn’t beat the old man, they were resigned to their fate for the day.

As for calling in reinforcements, since Yang Sheng’s skills were top-notch among those they knew, who else could beat the old man?

Tang Fu played a couple of points but was still no match.

The skinny old man inflicted a round of defeats, asking, "Are we still playing?"

Guo Kun Nan said, "Too arrogant, even more than me and Brother Quan!"

Yang Sheng uncertainly said, "Should we call Xue Yuantong to try?"

Xue Yuantong’s skills were on par with hers, but her style was different. Though short, her aggressive playstyle was like a child wielding a cannon.

Guo Kun Nan took the role of the messenger and rushed towards the hotel.

...

Xue Yuantong was playing in Jiang Ning’s room.

Holding her phone, she discussed with Jiang Ning, "Dong Qingfeng is asking if we want to go to Peng City, are you going?"

Being the decision-maker when away from home, she was now willing to share the decision-making with him.

Jiang Ning said, "Yes, there’s an Aquarium in Peng City, I’ll take you to see it."

Xue Yuantong had never left Yuzhou and had only seen Aquariums in picture books or online, and she looked forward to it.

The trip to Peng City, led by Dong Qingfeng, would indeed save them a lot of hassle.

Suddenly, WeChat notified her of a private message: "Jiang Ning, come rescue us quickly, we’re being thrashed by an old man at ping pong, bring Xue Yuantong out to face him."

After receiving the message, Jiang Ning informed her.

Xue Yuantong, eager to help, went out with Jiang Ning towards the ping pong court.

The skinny old man was happily brutalizing the younger players on the court.

Seeing new arrivals, he looked at Jiang Ning with an air of superiority and said, "Young man, planning to play a couple of rounds?"

As soon as the old man spoke, Jiang Ning hadn’t responded when Xue Yuantong coolly said, "It’s me!"

The skinny old man then lowered his gaze to her with a curious look, "You?"

Ping pong was a sport where youngsters could indeed excel, but this little girl seemed much too young.

Xue Yuantong answered, "Yes, it’s me."

She walked confidently toward the ping pong table and took the paddle from Tang Fu.

Tang Fu incredulously signaled with her eyes to Yang Sheng, "Can she do it?"

Yang Sheng didn’t have much confidence; they’d treat her as a last resort.

Once Xue Yuantong was positioned, she said to Jiang Ning, "Watch closely!"

Jiang Ning, hearing this, silently activated a Godspeed Talisman.

There were too many people around; better not let her lose face.

The skinny old man took his ping pong seriously, and before starting, he breathed on his paddle.

Xue Yuantong casually served a normal ball.

Seeing this ordinary serve, the old man almost burst into laughter, ’With that level, she’s way out of her depth!’

He spun his paddle and mercilessly struck with an intense spinning serve.

...

After ten points, Guo Kun Nan and Dan Kaiquan reclaimed their pride:

"Old man, your ball catching motion is on par with the young folks!"

The skinny old man agilely caught the ball, his face full of disbelief; his supposedly unbeatable spinning ball had been easily returned.

Surprised and angry, he demanded, "What’s this young lady’s story?"