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Chapter 73: Not So Likeable Anymore

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Not So Likeable Anymore

Watching Su Mu stretch in a very standard warm-up preparation.

He Qiya didn’t know what came over her, but she suddenly had a bad feeling.

Especially after Su Mu finished warming up, he swung his racquet a few times.

That not-so-great feeling inside He Qiya was growing stronger.

Su Mu’s racquet swinging posture was very standard.

He Qiya couldn’t understand, initially Su Mu had also swung his racquet a few times.

But it felt very casual, like an ordinary person casually swinging a racquet a few times.

How could there be such a big difference in just a few minutes?

Feeling that her thoughts were too incredible, a person couldn’t change so much in such a short time.

He Qiya attributed her feelings to Su Mu’s driving skills being too formidable, leaving her with a psychological effect.

Dismissing her thoughts, He Qiya also did some warm-up preparation.

Picking up her racquet, ready to regain some dignity on the tennis court.

"Ladies first, you serve."

Su Mu made a gesture inviting He Qiya to serve.

"Su Mu, be prepared."

Looking at Su Mu with a relaxed face, casually holding the racquet in his right hand, standing there.

He Qiya kindly reminded him.

No matter what, given Su Mu’s perfunctory attitude, He Qiya thought he would lose terribly.

Su Mu curled the corner of his mouth but said nothing.

That nonchalant attitude just infuriated He Qiya.

She might not surpass Su Mu in driving, but could he possibly win against her at tennis, where she had the advantage?

He Qiya decided to teach Su Mu a lesson, just because of his casual attitude.

A high-pressure ball, He Qiya decided to suppress Su Mu right from the start.

He Qiya’s speed and power were very on point; the angle and velocity the ball bounced at Su Mu’s end were extremely tricky.

If it were someone with average skills, it would be impossible to catch this ball.

Unfortunately, the current Su Mu was someone with Champion tennis techniques at his disposal.

Let alone He Qiya.

Even the world champions of the tennis world might not gain any advantage against Su Mu.

The system had mentioned that what it provided was the culmination of human top intelligence and techniques.

Therefore, naturally, Su Mu’s tennis skills must have been contributed to by the champions.

The aggregate of the champions—how could the strength of a single world champion possibly withstand that?

He Qiya, feeling confident of her victory, watched with her eyes wide open as Su Mu easily caught the ball.

She then watched, her eyes still wide, as Su Mu gently floated the ball back over the net, landing on her side.

He Qiya wanted to move forward to catch it.

But she found that the ball, as if it had eyes, bounced away in the opposite direction to her.

First serve a loss

He Qiya couldn’t believe Su Mu’s tennis skills were so high.

Such an angle of the ball was very rare even in official matches.

In He Qiya’s memory, she had only seen this type of play a few times in international tennis opens.

Comforting herself that Su Mu had gotten lucky this time.

"It’s your turn to serve."

He Qiya, having missed the ball, signaled Su Mu to serve.

Su Mu understood that He Qiya didn’t believe in his skills, her pride was hurt.

Since He Qiya wanted to lose a few more times, Su Mu was certainly happy to oblige.

Serving looked very relaxed.

Su Mu even gave the impression he hadn’t used much effort.

But strangely,

A simple serve and yet He Qiya found she couldn’t receive it at all.

She watched the tennis ball fly to her side.

Watching the ball hit the ground, then bounce up again.

By the time He Qiya rushed to catch it, the ball seemed to be playing a joke on her, flying away in an instant.

He Qiya was frozen in place for a few seconds.

Could it be that Su Mu’s statement about "knowing a bit" was a deception?

Impossible, right?

Although He Qiya wasn’t very familiar with Su Mu, she could tell that Su Mu wasn’t the type to deceive others.

Was it her own comprehension that was too poor?

Was Su Mu’s "knowing a bit" actually very impressive?

Rejecting her thought again, He Qiya felt that might be Su Mu was just lucky.

With her own self-assured tennis technique, He Qiya wouldn’t concede easily.

"Let’s go again."

He Qiya immediately got into position, ready and serious.

Her expression was also very grave.

It was clear that He Qiya was now fully committed to this match.

Su Mu shook his head, finding the unyielding girl quite characterful.

But too stubborn, and hence not so endearing.

Serve.

The outcome was the same.

He Qiya could only watch the ball hit the ground, but was absolutely unable to catch it.

Disagreeable, she tried again, then failed again.

...

Su Mu didn’t even remember how many times he had served; He Qiya hadn’t caught a single ball.

Seeing He Qiya now sweating profusely, Su Mu gestured for a stop.

With Champion Physical Fitness, this level of exercise was child’s play for Su Mu.

But it was different for He Qiya.

Although He Qiya herself said she had received professional training,

a large amount of exercise combined with He Qiya’s continuously tense nerves

left Su Mu aware that He Qiya’s physical endurance must have reached its limit.

"Let’s call it a day, no more playing."

There is an inherent difference in physical strength between men and women, not to mention the gap between an ordinary person and Su Mu, who possessed Champion Physical Fitness.

Su Mu decided to end today’s match.

After all, the outcome had been inevitable from the start.

He Qiya must also have realized the gap between Su Mu and herself.

He Qiya propped her hands on her knees, gasping for air.

Looking at the still relaxed Su Mu, it seemed that the long duration of exercise was as simple as child’s play for him.

Incredulity filled He Qiya’s beautiful wide eyes.

"Su Mu, are you a tennis player?"

Although He Qiya knew the likelihood of her question was slim, practically nonexistent,

the perplexed He Qiya could only find this one explanation in her mind.

"No, I said I could play a bit."

"But my ’a bit’ means that I seldom play, not that my skill is only a little."

Thanks to the system, Su Mu’s skill level had risen to a completely different league.

Naturally, Su Mu also needed to recalibrate what he had previously said to He Qiya.

"Let’s put it this way, even if I were to play a match with the world’s top tennis players, I wouldn’t necessarily lose."

Su Mu didn’t say for certain that he would win, mainly because he had just acquired the skill

and hadn’t practiced it in reality yet.

Handling He Qiya was an effortless matter.

But if he were to face those top athletes, Su Mu felt it was better to remain humble.