Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 128 - 112: Love Cannot Rely Solely on Being Touched, It Must Excite Her Heart with Overwhelming Charm

Chapter 128: Chapter 112: Love Cannot Rely Solely on Being Touched, It Must Excite Her Heart with Overwhelming Charm

Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong played fiercer and fiercer, their expressions less and less, almost all smashes.

Head-to-head confrontation.

With a bang, the shuttlecock shot out like a bullet. The intense explosive sound echoed in the corner of the teaching building, attracting quite a few people from class to stand by the window and watch.

Under the noonday sun, everything became drenched in sweat.

After a massive sprint, Li Qingrong delivered another smash, and after hitting the shuttlecock, she casually took off her jacket.

Zhang Ningzhi watched from the sidelines, involuntarily swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Are they... playing angry?"

Yao Beibei opened her mouth, but couldn’t tell for sure. The two were playing too aggressively, the explosive sounds were fierce, neither giving an inch.

She could clearly see, under the sunlight, Li Qingrong’s arm had a thin layer of muscle when she swung the racket. And her expression of gritting her teeth during a smash showed genuine anger.

The same went for Jiang Nian, the smashes were relentless, just the sound was terrifying.

With a bang, one might think someone fired a gun.

"It’s starting again!" Li Hua grinned, "Old Ma, do you think Nian and the class monitor might throw their rackets down and start a fight?"

Ma Guojun was also dumbfounded, "Hard to say, both Jiang Nian and the class monitor are getting worked up, there’s fire in their game."

"Nian is still badass, exposes and smashes, not a hint of mercy." Li Hua shook his head in awe, adding, "The class monitor is pretty badass too."

Bang, bang, bang!!! A series of rapid sonic booms followed.

The third-year students watching were getting restless.

"Damn, does Jiang Nian have a grudge against the class monitor? Jumping up and smashing like that, feels like the racket can hardly take it, must be some personal vendetta, right?"

"Hard to say, maybe they really have some grudge." Ma Guojun suddenly turned his head and asked, "Li Hua, wasn’t the class monitor also from Second High before?"

"Damn, how would I know."

Jiang Nian was also somewhat breathless, but seeing Li Qingrong’s rapid smashes got him excited. The intense back and forth with high clear shots was exhilarating.

The physical strain also gave him a high.

He was sure Li Qingrong was also getting worked up, though both were enjoying it, they were looking for a bigger explosion point... Though that didn’t quite feel right.

In short, the dopamine from the exercise was pure.

As they played, the violent part of their genes awakened. Extreme jumping smashes, heavy backcourt shots, backhand smashes, consecutive jump smashes, and an ultimate sense of offensive pressure.

Higher, faster, stronger, has always been the violent aesthetics pursued by humanity.

The visual and auditory experience brought by badminton compressed that violence to the extreme. Although not as blood-boiling as professional basketball, badminton has a lower barrier to entry.

Just stand on the court, look at the footwork, listen to the sound, and you know who’s intense.

In the fourth period, more and more people stood up to watch from the windows on either side of the teaching building. Each class had two or three curious heads pop out, take a look, then pull back.

Li Qingrong had already spent most of her energy, but she was still fighting hard. Her racket struck fiercely, the shuttlecock like a heavy artillery, making the onlookers turn their heads.

A few students from parallel classes had just arrived, not knowing what was going on.

"Wow, beating a scumbag with badminton, is that an ex on the other side?"

Jiang Nian showed no mercy, after catching a few shuttles, seized the opportunity for a clean and swift jump smash. He used all his strength, with a bang!

The booming sound echoed through the teaching building!!

"Wow, even after breaking up, they’re still playing, don’t they consider wearing helmets?"

"Crap, one hit to the face and they’re probably done for, right?"

"At this speed, who else could play like this without deep grudge? Check the ancestors for three generations, there must be a betrayal of a loved one."

"Oh no, Ji Ming is here (the grade leader), let’s bail."

Li Qingrong also saw the grade leader in the corner of her eye, but she was thinking... one more smash. The last one, find a chance for a killer smash.

Then she noticed Jiang Nian seemingly feeding the shuttle, giving her a chance to smash.

Alright, even though this isn’t as satisfying as in a natural state, it’s a forced end. But due to force majeure, with the grade leader present, it’s impossible to continue playing.

Adjusting her breath, focusing.

Li Qingrong stepped back, decisively jumped up, left hand lifting, right hand holding the racket, the bow drawing like a full moon. In an instant of lightning, smacking the shuttlecock heavily.

At that moment, it even shot out an afterimage.

Bang!!!

The huge explosive sound reverberated in everyone’s ears, everyone present gasped collectively, inhaling sharply.

Too decisive, Li Qingrong’s agile posture was like a blue deer. The shuttlecock was like a ray of white light, an arrow from a bow, shooting straight into Jiang Nian’s defensive area.

The spectator Wang Yuhe’s eyes lit up, the sense of power in Li Qingrong was exactly what she was always pursuing. She watched intently, finally understanding some of the girls in their class...

Another exclamation, as Li Qingrong’s smash was picked up by Jiang Nian at the limit.

This time, Li Qingrong didn’t smash, feeding the shuttle like Jiang Nian did earlier. Another high clear shot, not too fast, Jiang Nian seized the opportunity.

Just then, the sharp whistle of the grade leader rang out.

Jiang Nian crossed back, not giving him the chance to call a stop. A few steps to the backcourt, his body suddenly leaping high, mirroring Li Qingrong’s stance.

Left hand lifted, right wrist holding the racket, drawing the bow like a full moon.

Probably because this was the last shot, Jiang Nian held nothing back, jumped up powerfully. The racket swinging at a terrifying speed, emitting a faint hum at the moment of swinging.

Bang!!

The huge roaring sound, the shuttlecock reached its limit in the air, a scattering of white feather fragments.

The difference in physical strength between women’s singles and men’s singles was inevitable, plus Li Qingrong was too exhausted. She wanted to catch this shot, but couldn’t keep up with the speed, a decisive smash to the ground.

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