Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 567 - 566: Lu! Shan! Sheng! Long! Kou!

Chapter 567: Chapter 566: Lu! Shan! Sheng! Long! Kou!

"What...what’s going on?!" The jaws of the people around almost hit the floor! The man who could almost be called legendary just lost two points in a row?!

Was he still half asleep today?!

"This...this is unscientific! How could the formidable Liu Dong actually lose two points in a row?"

"Come on, Liu Dong! I bet on you to win! I bet all my pocket money for this month on you!"

"Go for it, Liu Dong! The one who is resolved to win must surely make a mark!"

Even the Japanese referee began to desperately cheer him on, "You absolutely can’t underestimate your opponent, even if they’re not well-known. You must give it your all! Go, Golden Tiger, you can definitely win!"

Holding the ball, Liu Dong stared intently at Wang Hao, and snorted coldly, "Letting you have two points is my limit! Now I’m going to really start playing! Brace yourself, and get ready to do push-ups! If I don’t make you do two hundred today, I won’t let it go that easily!"

Wang Hao: "Oh..."

The third point, Wang Hao won!

"Nani!" The Japanese referee broke into a cold sweat, "We might not be fully aware of Mr. Wang Hao’s new techniques, but that’s alright, the Golden Tiger will surely secure the final victory!"

The fourth point, Wang Hao won.

The entire audience was in uproar! What’s happening?! The so-called ’Golden Sand Ping Pong Tiger’ Liu Dong, is he really this vulnerable?!

"Liu Dong, what are you thinking?! How could you be so careless?!"

"Did you overexert yourself last night? Don’t drag us down with you!"

"My pocket money! Oh my god! I was planning to use that to pick up girls!"

Liu Dong gritted his teeth as he looked at Wang Hao, wishing he could pin him to the ground and bite a chunk of flesh off him, "Kid, you’re going to regret this, I promise! Now I’m dead serious, and today I’ll show you what despair really means!"

Wang Hao: "Oh..."

The fifth point, Wang Hao won.

The sixth point, Wang Hao won.

The seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth points, Wang Hao won...

Japanese referee: "..."

Liu Dong: "..."

The three ladies from Jiang Huanyu: "..."

The spectators, completely dumbfounded: "..."

"This...this..." The Japanese referee was sweating bullets—he had bet 100,000 yen on Liu Dong, "Perhaps the victory isn’t ripe for the taking yet, but that’s alright, we should break free from superstitions and dare to fight head-on!"

"You...you..." Liu Dong was completely silent, covered in cold sweat, holding the racket and murmuring, "Dammit, it’s match point again, there’s no way out! Since I was a child, I’ve always been the number one ping pong player in our district. This is the battle for our generation’s honor. What I’m striking isn’t just a ball, it’s the miserable fate of never being able to win a world championship!"

With that, he suddenly stripped off his clothes, revealing a muscular physique and yelled, "Prepare for the next move I’m about to make!"

"Ah! This posture!" The Japanese referee was suddenly shocked and exclaimed, "This shot...could it be...the legendary..."

As he spoke, his emotions surged and he shouted, "Indeed, it is that move, Reincarnation Eye! Wow, it seems Mr. Wang Hao is truly ignorant of true power! Because what Mr. Liu Dong is about to unleash is his signature move, the ’Lu! Shan! Rising! Dragon! Slam!’"

Wang Hao: "..."

Are you really sure your commentary is okay?

"Take this, Wang Hao!" Liu Dong shouted as the ping-pong ball soared high, and then...

The eleventh point, Wang Hao won!

"Ah, it seems like the gap in strength can’t be bridged by just shouting," Wang Hao casually tossed aside his paddle, grinning as he started counting on his fingers—hm, two hands aren’t enough, gotta use the toes too: "Look here, a total of eleven points, and according to what we said earlier, ten push-ups per point, so that’s a hundred and ten push-ups. Now, please start your performance."

"Is everything over?" Liu Dong slumped to the ground with a thud, his eyes lifeless: "So all efforts are really in vain..."

Wang Hao: "..."

He shrugged without much ado, pretending to be profound: "It wasn’t naivety that defeated you; it was talent... Keep it up, comrade!"

Hahahaha! Seems like my physical fitness is freakishly awesome nowadays!

Watching Liu Dong start doing push-ups, the whole place erupted!

"My pocket money! All gone!"

"The ’Golden Tiger’ Liu Dong actually lost so miserably! How is that even possible?!"

"My life! My finances for this month!"

People were wailing miserably, one by one they were utterly devastated, it was a pitiful sight to behold!

"Ahahaha," Wang Hao laughed heartily, snapping his fingers with flair: "You all placed your bets, right? Time to collect the money, what are we waiting for?"

"Collect the money? Yes, yes, let’s collect!" Jiang Huanyu finally snapped out of it, and the three girls rushed over to collect the cash. When they came back, their eyes were squinted with glee, looking at Wang Hao as if he were a god of wealth: "Master, you’re incredible! Who knew you could play ping-pong so well?"

"Do you even need to ask," Wang Hao said proudly, flipping his hair: "You should ask if there’s anything I’m not good at!"

"Master, Master," Feifei then tugged at Wang Hao: "Let’s go to the rest area for a break, have some coffee—I’ll treat you! Hehe, I also wanted to consult you about something, Master!"

Rest and have coffee in the rest area? That sounds good!

"Ah, sure," Wang Hao nodded, exuding the air of a master: "What’s the matter? If it’s something difficult, I’ll have to charge a consultation fee."

Jiang Huanyu coquettishly protested: "You’re going to charge your good friend?"

"That’s right," Wang Hao bluffed seriously: "It’s about the ’red envelope; that’s a matter of ritual, an offering to the gods. If you don’t make an offering, how can you expect a miracle?"

"Yes, yes, that makes sense," Feifei said reverently: "Master, I’ve been paying attention to someone these past few days. Could you help me see what kind of person he is, if he’s good?"

"Face reading?" Wang Hao let out a sigh: "For such a small matter, you don’t need to give any red envelope; we’re all friends here. Where is this person?"

"Of course, in the rest area," Feifei led a few people toward the rest area of the Golden Sand Fitness Club.

Since the Golden Sand Fitness Club was one of the largest gyms in Zhonghai City, it naturally had facilities like a rest area. Once they arrived, Wang Hao looked around.

This is truly a high-end place, the overall air of the rest area could easily rival high-end coffee shops like Starbucks or Rodolun.

"Master, look quickly, over there," Feifei whispered to Wang Hao after they entered the rest area, pointing to a young man not far away: "The one wearing a light blue T-shirt and gray jeans, what do you think?"