Chapter 227: Crushing the System! The World Champion Arrives!
[Ding! Detected the Daughter of Destiny, Wen Feifei, feels surprise and disbelief! Plundering +6,666 Destiny Value!]
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Although Shen Anyu did not win a "Badminton Skill" in the lottery, he didn't need one.
With his cultivation at the Great Grandmaster Realm and his physique honed by the [God-level Steel Body], he could dominate any sport on Earth simply by relying on absolute speed, strength, and reaction time.
In the face of absolute power, all techniques are useless tricks.
It was like a fighter jet racing a bicycle. No matter how skilled the cyclist was at pedaling, the jet simply operated on a different dimension of physics.
This was also because Shen Anyu had been extremely careful to exert only 0.01% of his force.
Otherwise?
Boom!
He could have directly hit a killer badminton shot that would shatter the sound barrier. A shuttlecock moving at Mach 1 would be more terrifying than a cannonball. It would vaporize the racket, pierce through Wen Feifei's shoulder, penetrate the reinforced concrete wall behind her, and probably kill a bird flying outside.
"Aren't you afraid?" Shen Anyu mused internally, looking at the fragile shuttlecock.
As for anime-style moves like hitting a black hole, creating a localized tornado, or shattering space-time with a single shot? Shen Anyu felt that even Heavenly Human (Tian Ren) experts couldn't do that with a shuttlecock without disintegrating it first.
Perhaps in the future, when he reached the Land Immortal realm, he could infuse Qi to reinforce the object and play "Murder Tennis." But for now, he had to be gentle.
"Again! I was just careless!"
Wen Feifei pursed her pinkish-white lips, her watery peach-blossom eyes filled with stubbornness and defiance.
She couldn't believe it.
She had just spent 3,000 precious points—30% of her starting capital—to exchange for [Top-Tier Badminton Skills]. According to the System, this made her technique comparable to a prime World Champion.
So how could she lose to a rich young master who looked like he spent his days sipping wine? How was that scientifically possible?
Her appearance could be cute, charming, delicate, or elegant, ever-changing like a professional actress. But Wen Feifei's core personality was competitive. She was a careerist who aimed to dominate the entertainment industry. She hated losing more than anything.
At this moment, Shen Anyu tilted his head and smiled. His relaxed, almost lazy expression was like gasoline on the fire of her competitive spirit.
"I refuse to believe I can't beat you! Not even one point?"
Shen Anyu looked at Wen Feifei with a smile that didn't reach his eyes—the smile of a predator playing with food.
"Alright. Then let's go again. Show me your 'World Champion' moves."
Lin Shutong and Liu Mi, sitting on the bench, cheered enthusiastically.
"Go Feifei! Take him down!"
"Brother Shen! Don't let her win! Crush her!"
Second Round.
Shen Anyu displayed gentlemanly conduct, still letting Wen Feifei serve.
He knew that if he served seriously, she wouldn't even see the shuttlecock, let alone touch it. The game would be over in seconds.
Wen Feifei's eyes gleamed with calculation. She held the badminton racket in her right hand and lightly tossed the shuttlecock with her left. Her body posture suggested another net shot—a drop shot to force him forward.
Liu Mi and Lin Shutong held their breath in anticipation.
Shen Anyu, however, stood there with a lazy expression, his racket dangling by his side. His posture said: 'Do as you please. It won't matter.'
Wen Feifei glared at him. Her innocent, watery eyes narrowed.
'You think I'm a one-trick pony?'
Suddenly, her forearm flickered.
Instead of a drop shot, she snapped her wrist.
Whack!
With a muffled thump, the shuttlecock flew rapidly towards the back-left sideline—the furthest point from Shen Anyu's current position.
It was a perfect drive. Fast, flat, and tricky.
A smile of victory appeared on Wen Feifei's lips. 'He can't reach that!'
However, the next moment, the smile on her face froze into a rictus of shock.
Swish.
Shen Anyu moved. Or rather, he teleported.
He took a single, light step. His body blurred.
Before the shuttlecock could even cross the net fully, he was already there.
Smack!
He returned the ball directly with a casual backhand flick.
The shuttlecock brushed past Wen Feifei's cheek, carrying a whistling wind that ruffled her ear hair. It landed squarely on the back line behind her.
Thud.
Wen Feifei stood frozen, her racket still raised. She hadn't even reacted.
The lazy expression on Shen Anyu's face hadn't changed. He looked as if he had just swatted a fly, not returned a pro-level drive.
"Brother Shen is so amazing! So incredible! Super amazing!"
Liu Mi jumped up, her slender white jade hands clasping in front of her small mouth as she cheered excitedly. Her eyes curved into crescents of pure adoration.
"Mi Mi... your boyfriend is truly a monster!"
Lin Shutong, sitting nearby, looked at Shen Anyu with deep shock. The envy in her heart surged again like a tide.
So handsome. From a top-tier family. Drives a Bugatti. And he has athletic ability that defies logic?
'How does such a perfect man exist? And why does he belong to Liu Mi?'
On the court, Wen Feifei was trembling.
"Again!"
She bit her pinkish-white lip with her pearly teeth. She bit so hard that a faint tooth mark remained on the delicate skin.
Her watery peach-blossom eyes looked at Shen Anyu with extreme defiance. She felt humiliated.
"Alright. Again."
Shen Anyu smiled slightly. "Until you are satisfied."
Next, Shen Anyu proceeded to dismantle Wen Feifei's worldview.
He made her realize a cruel truth: In the face of overwhelming stats, skills are meaningless.
Wen Feifei racked her brain. She used every technique in the book—smashes, clears, drops, net spins. She used footwork that would make a coach weep with joy.
But it was useless.
Shen Anyu was faster. Stronger. He anticipated everything.
He returned every shot with humiliating ease, often sending the shuttlecock to places she couldn't reach, making her run back and forth like a dog playing fetch.
He would not go easy on Wen Feifei. He wanted to break her arrogance.
Of course, he didn't use his full strength. If he did, the shuttlecock would have turned into plasma.
"I... I'm not playing anymore…"
Ten minutes later.
Wen Feifei dropped her racket. It clattered on the floor.
"Huff… huff… huff…"
She was bent over, gasping for air. Her clothes were soaked in sweat, clinging to her body and outlining her magnificent curves. Her face was red, her hair messy.
She felt like a complete fool. She had been toyed with.
[Ding! Detected the Daughter of Destiny, Wen Feifei's mentality has exploded!]
[Ding! Her psychological defense is broken! Plundering +9,999 Destiny Value!]
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'System!'
Wen Feifei screamed in her mind, her voice full of confusion and disbelief.
'Didn't I spend 3,000 Points? Didn't I exchange for [Top-Tier Badminton Skills]? You said I was comparable to a World Champion! How did I get utterly crushed by a rich amateur? I couldn't even score a single point!'
'Is your product defective? Did you sell me a fake skill?'
The [Entertainment Domination System] was silent for a moment. It seemed equally confused.
[System: ...Host, the skill is genuine. Your muscle data confirms it.]
[System: The only explanation is... Shen Anyu is too formidable.]
[System: His physical stats... they exceed the parameters of a normal human. He is... he might be more formidable than a World Champion.]
"More formidable than a World Champion?"
Wen Feifei was dumbfounded. She looked at the man standing across the net, who hadn't even broken a sweat.
'Who is he? Is he an alien?'
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Just then, there was a soft, polite knock on the door of the private VIP room.
The door opened.
A middle-aged woman with an athletic build and a confident aura walked in.
It was Li Jia.
The owner of this high-end badminton court. A retired female badminton World Champion. A legend in the sports world of Yanxia.
She walked in with a professional smile to greet the distinguished guests.
She had just learned from the manager that this VIP room had been booked for three years in a single payment. That was millions of Yuan. As the owner, she naturally had to come and greet such a VVV-IP (Very Very Very Important Person).
Seeing the atmosphere in the room, Li Jia smiled.
"Distinguished guests, I hope you are enjoying the facilities. Is everything to your satisfaction?"
Wen Feifei, seeing Li Jia, suddenly had an idea. Her eyes lit up with a glint of unwillingness to admit defeat.
'I lost to Shen Anyu... maybe because he's a freak of nature. But my skill is real! The System said so!'
She needed validation. She needed to prove to herself that she wasn't trash.
Wen Feifei suddenly stepped forward.
"Ms. Li! Hello! I'm a huge fan!"
"How about... how about we play a match? Just a short one? I would love to learn from a World Champion!"
Li Jia was surprised. She looked at the petite girl, then at the handsome man who seemed to be the leader of the group.
Shen Anyu nodded with a faint smile. "Go ahead. It would be an honor."
Seeing the VVV-IP nod, Li Jia immediately agreed.
"Of course. It would be my pleasure."
For such a generous guest, playing a match was a small service. Besides, it wasn't a challenge. Many rich VIPs liked to play with her for bragging rights.
Li Jia picked up a racket. She began to calculate in her mind.
'She's just a young student. I should go easy on her. I'll use 30% of my strength. I'll feed her some easy shots so she can rally, and then let her win a few points at the end. We need to save the guest's face.'
She treated it as a performance match.
"Wow! Feifei is really brave!" Lin Shutong exclaimed, clapping her hands. "Daring to play against a World Champion! This is going to be good!"
"Indeed."
Liu Mi wiped her sweat with a towel. She looked at Shen Anyu, who was walking over to the bench.
She smiled sweetly and asked, lowering her voice:
"Husband... be honest. How many shots do you think Feifei can return from Ms. Li? Three? Five?"
Shen Anyu sat down, crossing his long legs. He took a sip of water.
He chuckled softly.
"I think... perhaps Wen Feifei can win."
"What?!"
When Shen Anyu's words fell, Liu Mi and Lin Shutong froze. They looked at him with wide, incredulous eyes.
"Win? Against Li Jia? The World Champion?"
"Husband, are you joking? Even if Ms. Li goes easy on her, she can't possibly lose. That would destroy her reputation!"
Shen Anyu smiled without speaking, offering no further explanation.
He knew the truth.
Li Jia was a legend, yes. But she was now over forty years old. She was retired. She was past her physical peak. Her knees and shoulders carried the chronic injuries of a pro athlete. Her stamina had declined significantly.
Wen Feifei?
She was 21 years old. Young, energetic, and full of vitality.
And most importantly... she had the System.
The [Top-Tier Badminton Skill] she bought wasn't just "knowledge." It was the physical muscle memory of a World Champion in their prime.
It was the difference between a rusty legend and a cheat code.
Shen Anyu watched with interest.
'Let the show begin. System User vs. Mortal Peak.'
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