Chapter 128: Chapter 124 Unique Transfer Technique_2

Wang Longlong, with his somewhat chubby face, couldn’t contain his smile:

“So, I hereby announce that the referee will of course be…”

“Of course, it’ll be Jiang Ning,” Yang Sheng interrupted him.

“Huh?” Wang Longlong felt awkward.

“Jiang Ning, you are the only other witness here besides them and Ma Shicheng. I don’t trust them, so I’ll trouble you with this!”

“Help us out.”

“No problem,” Jiang Ning agreed.

So Jiang Ning walked over to the nearby ping-pong table, summoned his mana, cleaned it up, then heated up the table’s special density board and sat on it.

Seeing this, Xue Yuantong followed and sat down next to Jiang Ning, sticking close to him.

Jiang Ning could feel the softness of Xue Yuantong’s padded coat.

“Alright, let’s start!” Xue Yuantong acted as the temporary referee, clapping her hands to signal the beginning of the match.

Ma Shicheng had been waiting impatiently, ready to finish off Yang Sheng with a deadly shot.

Yang Sheng served an ordinary ball, Ma Shicheng assumed a posture, swung his backhand forcefully, and with a “clang,” the ball rebounded back. Ma Shicheng’s powerful swing created a miracle, the ball flying incredibly fast. Surprisingly, Yang Sheng missed an empty shot.

“Brother Ma is the shit!”

“Brother Ma is powerful!”

This shot was fierce indeed—if it kept going like this, Ma Shicheng would annihilate Yang Sheng!

Yang Sheng was also surprised—was Ma Shicheng such a good player?

If he maintained this level, she couldn’t confidently claim a complete victory over Ma Shicheng.

And as for Ma Shicheng, he just smiled casually. He didn’t dare say much, but given the chance, his smashing ability was unmatched.

Ma Shicheng gestured a “two” with his hands to Yang Sheng, indicating he still owed her two duty days.

Yang Sheng got serious and served a low ball. This ball was difficult for Ma Shicheng to smash. He carried his paddle normally and returned the ball, only for Yang Sheng to nudge it to the edge—the ping-pong ball grazed the table’s edge and went past, Ma Shicheng had no chance to catch it.

A chorus of boos rose from the audience!

“Brother Ma seems a bit weak!”

“Brother Ma, what happened, can’t handle it?”

Hu Jun and the others suddenly started belittling Ma Shicheng, making him wish he could shut them up.

Shen Qing’e, not far away, asked Yu Wen, “Who do you think will win?”

“I think Ma Shicheng will win. Generally, boys play ping-pong better,” Yu Wen said. In her mind, in many sports, when boys and girls compete together, girls generally don’t stand a chance.

“Yanan, what do you think?” Yu Wen nudged Jiang Yanan, who was playing with her phone.

Beside her, scrolling through QQ Space, Jiang Yanan shared a post about a star, calling everyone to come and support.

At that moment, she looked up towards Yang Sheng and saw Ma Shicheng using an exaggerated posture to powerfully smash the ball, the force intimidating.

She immediately said, “Ma Shicheng will definitely win!”

In truth, Jiang Yanan had a bit of a grudge with Ma Shicheng over a star they had argued about last time, but faced with Yang Sheng, who had tricked her into duty for a month, the latter seemed more hateful, and she wanted Yang Sheng to lose.

The more Ma Shicheng played, the more he sweated—not from heat, but fear. Often when he saw an opportunity and smashed a shot, Yang Sheng would win back three.

When Ma Shicheng missed a shot, Xue Yuantong announced:

“Ma Shicheng is down by thirteen points.”

As expected, this statement caused an uproar.

“Brother Ma, can you pick it up?”

“Maybe you should stop playing, Brother Ma. With those skills, it’s not looking good,” Dan Kaiquan said.

“Thirteen points, Brother Ma, you’ll be on duty for a whole semester for Yang Sheng!”

“Brother Ma, you’re making a mistake!”

Ma Shicheng’s face grew increasingly grim.

“I might as well play myself, I can still hit the ball,” Dan Kaiquan said.

He was a spectator at that moment, seeing the level of play between the two and feeling it was rather ordinary, with nothing special.

Especially Ma Shicheng, so foolish always being led around by Yang Sheng, many balls he could easily hit from the sidelines. He bragged if he were up there, he definitely wouldn’t be that dumb and would surely hit them.

Seeing Dan Kaiquan’s eagerness to get involved, Yang Sheng taunted:

“What’s up, Dan Kaiquan, coming to spar a bit?”

Hearing this, Dan Kaiquan immediately showed a disdainful expression. In the end, Ma Shicheng was too inferior, a boy who couldn’t beat Yang Sheng, a little girl, in ping-pong, was truly weak.

Not him though, he was fierce. If he, Dan Kaiquan, were playing, he’d surely thrash Yang Sheng.

“Brother Ma, let me try your paddle, I’ll help you win it back!” Dan Kaiquan went up to take Ma Shicheng’s paddle.

Ma Shicheng was a bit reluctant, but his losing mentality had somewhat broken down, and he decided to take a breather, so he handed the paddle to Dan Kaiquan.

Just as Dan Kaiquan was about to serve, Yang Sheng said:

“There has to be a wager, right? How about we stick to the rules from earlier, one day of chores per ball, or two balls for one water-carrying trip.”

Dan Kaiquan readily agreed.

“Just a reminder, if you lose, you’re losing your own tasks, not Ma Shicheng’s, don’t try to cheat,” said Yang Sheng.

Ma Shicheng’s credibility was good, he accepted his losses gracefully, but now it was Dan Kaiquan’s turn, and she was somewhat unconvinced.

Dan Kaiquan saw the doubt on Yang Sheng’s face, felt underestimated, and thought, do I look like someone who goes back on his word?

Spur of the moment, Dan Kaiquan blurted out, “If I lose in today’s game and go back on my word, then you, Yang Sheng, are my mother!”

Yang Sheng: “…”

Ma Shicheng: “…”

Wang Longlong: “…”

Jiang Ning was somewhat speechless, his body pressed close to Xue Yuantong, whose little face was bursting with joy, rubbing against him incessantly.

Since Dan Kaiquan had said that, what else could Yang Sheng say?

Bring it on!

The ping-pong balls “clang clang clang” bounced back and forth.

“Dan Kaiquan loses one ball.”

“Three balls.”

“Seven balls.”

“Dan Kaiquan loses fourteen balls.”

Dan Kaiquan was utterly defeated by Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng said with disdain, “Is this all? You’re nowhere near as good as Ma Shicheng.”

In her opinion, Dan Kaiquan was all talk, no skills when it came to play.

Dan Kaiquan’s face lost all its color; he was completely powerless to retaliate.

Guo Kunnan was not pleased, he decided to stand up for Dan Kaiquan; after all, he had specifically sought out experts to practice ping-pong for a time.

Now it was Guo Kunnan’s turn to play.

Guo Kunnan lost fifteen balls.

“Next,” called out Yang Sheng.

“Can’t you all be this bad?”

“Beating novices is so boring,” Yang Sheng said as she rubbed her wrist.

Cui Yu didn’t plan to play, but seeing her challenge like this, any guy couldn’t stand it; he refused to believe it!

“Kunnan, give me the racket, I’ll avenge you guys!”

After a while, Xue Yuantong tallied the score:

“Cui Yu, eighteen balls.”

Holding the racket, Yang Sheng looked at the last two people, “Do you want to join in the fun?”

Wang Longlong and Hu Jun had a look of terror in their eyes, what the hell, stepping forward just to end up cleaning for her?

“Ouch, suddenly got a stomachache, I can’t play!” Wang Longlong shouted.

Hu Jun swayed: “No way, I feel dizzy.”

Seeing the two of them act this way, Yang Sheng let out a scornful laugh.

“Xue Yuantong, make sure you use your phone later to send me the count of chore days they owe me, don’t get it wrong.”

Xue Yuantong said, “I’m top in the grade, how could I make a mistake!”

Ma Shicheng, Dan Kaiquan, and the rest exchanged glances, each carrying a peculiar expression; they now realized Yang Sheng had won dozens of times from all of them combined, it could cover their chores all the way until senior year.

Looking at it this way, it seemed to be a very distant matter, and maybe not so terrible.

Yang Sheng just happened to catch their expressions, seemingly understanding their thoughts.

She snorted coldly and said to Xue Yuantong:

“Xue Yuantong, let’s play a few rounds before class is over.”

“This time there’s no wager. If you can win against me, I’ll divide some labor power to you, let them do your chores.”

Yang Sheng had won too much today and knew her luck couldn’t always be this good, so she took the initiative with this offer.

Yang Sheng turned to the others and said, “You guys don’t mind, do you?”

“Especially you, Dan Kaiquan?”

“Don’t forget the oath you made.”

Dan Kaiquan felt numbed, “Does this damn thing also involve transferring labor?”

Ma Shicheng and the others shared the feeling; they felt like they had been sold off.

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