Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 232 - 203 Were Slipping Away

Chapter 232: Chapter 203: We’re Slipping Away

Chapter 232 -203: We’re Slipping Away

“Jiang Ning, help me out, and I’ll treat you to something to eat later.”

Cui Yu ran over and spoke, offering a meal as a reward.

Upon seeing someone approaching, Chen Siqing didn’t serve the shuttlecock. She stood on the opposite side, waiting for Jiang Ning and Cui Yu to finish talking.

She was ready to continue playing badminton with Jiang Ning.

Chen Siqing was both angry and resentful – Jiang Ning was so mean. She had never been defeated so miserably before!

Previously when she played with her sister, they could go on for a long time, but playing against Jiang Ning was a different story; she couldn’t last more than a few strokes.

Jiang Ning stood on the ground, hardly moving except to swing his racket.

And her? She was all over the place, picking up shuttlecocks, serving.

After a single game of badminton, her legs were like jelly.

‘If only my sister were here, it would be great. Together we could wear Jiang Ning out. He’d definitely run out of steam!’

That way, she could regain some pride.

Unfortunately, it was destined not to happen since her sister had gone to attend class in hers.

The playground was too far from Building No. 3; otherwise, she could have used a bathroom break to switch roles with her sister and take turns attacking Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning, who had just been playing with Chen Siqing, had activated his Divine Sense and knew everything that was happening over by the horizontal bar.

He said, “Go ahead.”

“Those guys from Class 9 are getting too arrogant, challenging us to jumping the grid. I’m not in top form today, didn’t make the jump. Could you give it a try for me? It’s about the class’s honor.”

Cui Yu spoke earnestly and added, “After it’s done, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

“Sure, I’ll have a look. Don’t worry about the food.”

He handed the badminton racket to Xue Yuantong and, lifting his feet, walked toward the horizontal bar.

Holding the racket, Xue Yuantong said to Geng Lu and Chen Siqing:

“Still playing?”

Chen Siqing: “I’m tired, let’s not play anymore.”

Geng Lu also expressed that she was done playing, and they followed Jiang Ning to the horizontal bar.

The boys from Class 9 had been keeping an eye on Cui Yu and knew that the lad had gone to get reinforcements; seeing not just a boy from Class 8 but also two uniquely beautiful girls accompanying him excited them greatly.

Dan Kaiquan, seeing their demeanor as if they’d never seen girls before, boasted:

“Just wait. You’ll be the ones crying.”

Hearing this, Shen Xinli couldn’t help but laugh. What kind of reinforcements did they have? And they brought two girls over, wasn’t it just an opportunity for him, Shen Xinli, to show off?

He thought to himself: ‘Sorry, but whoever comes today, I’ll take them down. I’ll make you cry!’

Cui Yu stood under the horizontal ladder bar, pointing at a bar overhead, and said:

“Brother Ning, the guys from their class jumped up to here. Do you think you can make it?”

He looked hopeful. If Jiang Ning failed, he would have to run to the other side of the playground and ask for Zhang Chi’s help. One way or another, they couldn’t let Class 9 get the better of Class 8.

Jiang Ning modestly said, “I should be able to do it.”

The students from Class 9 watched with cold eyes.

Shen Xinli said, “That bar has already been cleared by more than half, probably only a Physical Education student could make it. What are you going to use to jump?”

Geng Lu spoke up for Jiang Ning: “Don’t speak too soon.”

As she spoke, laughter erupted from Class 9, the laughter carrying an indefinable meaning.

Geng Lu wanted to say more, but Jiang Ning just smiled at her, indicating it wasn’t necessary.

Xue Yuantong clenched her little fists: “Jiang Ning, you can do it!”

Chen Siqing: “You definitely can!”

Indeed, Chen Siqing had been soundly beaten by Jiang Ning in badminton. She acknowledged that he was better and held no grudge.

Encouraged by the girls, Jiang Ning stepped up on a stool.

It was truly something to be cheered on by several pretty girls, and the surrounding boys could hardly withstand the pressure.

Damn, the last time they had such an audience was during the sports event!

Students from Class 9 like Shen Xinli, Shi Qianjin, and Shen Xu were all waiting to see Jiang Ning’s performance, hoping he would make a fool of himself.

Shen Xinli had already planned it out; once Jiang Ning failed, he would harshly belittle him in front of the girls, making him lose face.

Cui Yu and Dan Kaiquan knew that Jiang Ning was physically strong, but after all, they had never seen him do this particular exercise, so they were inevitably nervous and worried he might make a mistake.

If he did make a mistake, Cui Yu could almost picture the smug look on Shen Xinli and the others’ faces.

Jiang Ning stood on the bar, looked up slightly, and gazed at the bar above.

He remembered that he had jumped it before, only making it to the middle, which was a fairly moderate level of performance.

Later, in his third year of high school, an accident occurred when a student was jumping, which led the school to ban the activity entirely.

Since then, there were no more high jumps in sight.

It could be said that at this moment in time, Fourth Middle School was experiencing the last glorious period of ladder bar jumping.

Seeing that Jiang Ning still hadn’t jumped, Shen Xinli spurred him on:

“Bro, you’re not too scared to jump, are you? If you can’t do it, you might as well not try at all, hahaha.”

He spoke, and Shi Qianjin and the others burst into laughter.

Cui Yu and his group were anxious but didn’t dare to rush Jiang Ning, worried about impacting his performance.

Jiang Ning no longer reminisced. He casually leapt forward, and to the students on either side of the parallel bars, he seemed to fly.

This leap was exceptionally far, especially the hang time.

Jiang Ning jumped from one end to the other and grabbed the second last bar. His body swayed lightly.

Jiang Ning didn’t use any Spiritual Power, relying solely on his physical fitness.

The surrounding students were stunned.

It took a few seconds before exclamations broke out.

“Too awesome, too strong!” Cui Yu almost jumped up clapping. He jumped right to the end—probably even senior high school athletes couldn’t do that.

Jiang Ning let go of the bars, and with a trace of Spiritual Power, cleaned his palms until they were pristine again.

His expression remained calm, not proud in the least.

The students from Class Nine cursed inwardly—damn, that was too far, how could they catch up!

Dan Kaiquan hit while the enemy was down, imitating Shen Xinli’s tone,

“Go ahead and pick anyone to try—beat the bar Jiang Ning jumped to, and I’ll admit Class Nine has got some real men.”

Guo Kunnan slapped his thigh, “I’m dying of laughter, Brother Ning is divine!”

Geng Lu ran over, feeling that the sport was so dangerous, thankfully there were no accidents.

Xue Yuantong crossed her arms, not particularly concerned. After all, Jiang Ning had never let her down.

She wasn’t impressed by Jiang Ning’s skills. No matter how great Jiang Ning was, he still had to eat the meals she cooked, still pleaded with her to verify those equations, and still cheated at Chess!

Over at the ping pong table, Lu Qiqi patted Yu Wen and Jiang Yanan, excitedly saying,

“So handsome, so handsome, did you see that?”

Jiang Yanan had no conflict with Jiang Ning, and spoke honestly,

“He is handsome, it was as if he flew.”

Yu Wen turned her gaze back, “Though I don’t really like him, I must admit it was pretty impressive.”

Lu Qiqi then looked toward Shen Qing’e, “What do you think?”

Shen Qing’e paused, looking at the silhouette both strange and familiar, lost in her thoughts and forgetting to respond.

Along the edge, Yang Sheng said, “Not bad, slightly better than me.”

Lu Qiqi immediately countered, “Slightly better than you? How many bars could you do?”

Just now she wanted to challenge Yang Sheng, but at the last moment, was pulled back by Yu Wen—she couldn’t hold back any longer.

Yang Sheng said, “I’m two bars behind Jiang Ning.”

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Lu Qiqi screeched, “Are you kidding, you can jump that far?”

Yang Sheng was especially calm, “It’s not about can or cannot, it’s whether I want to or not.”

“How about it, want to make a bet?”

…

Dan Kaiquan bullied the weak, “That guy, what’s-his-name, Shen Xinli, right? I want to interview you. What’s your take, classmate?”

Now it was their turn, Class Eight, to beat the fallen dog of Class Nine!

Cui Yu’s smile bloomed,

“Shen Xinli, no offense, but just pick any classmate from Class Nine and compare them to my Brother Ning.”

Jiang Ning had just leaped nearly to the very end bar, a record nearly unbeatable and unrivaled.

As far as Cui Yu had seen on the sports field all this time, no one had ever leaped as far as Jiang Ning.

Shen Xinli’s face was hard to look at. First, he looked toward Shen Xu, hoping he would step in. Shen Xu quickly waved his hands—he couldn’t do it, that was his best performance.

Shen Xinli then looked to Shi Qianjin, “Qianjin, will you go forward…”

Seeing this, Shi Qianjin took two steps back. He didn’t want to take the stage only to humiliate himself.

Shen Xinli looked around. Yan Tianpeng was not there, and even if he had been, it may not have been useful.

Yan Tianpeng, despite being 1.9 meters tall and incredibly strong, wasn’t very agile. The last time they did a high jump in class, he was outdone by a 1.8-meter-tall boy who often played basketball.

Dan Kaiquan watched this scene unfold and pretended to sigh,

“Now I know what Class Nine is capable of. You better stay low in the future, don’t come over to our Class Eight acting all high and mighty, we can see your little games clear as day.”

Previously, Brother Ma told him that the boys from Class Nine came to their class to show off, trying to attract the girls.

He now sarcastically threw those words back at them.

Shen Xinli’s complexion grew even uglier.

Cui Yu waited for Dan Kaiquan to finish, and then, like passing the baton in a relay race, he said,

“Acting big will get you hit by lightning.”

“Ha ha ha, let’s go!”

Cui Yu patted Kaiquan on the shoulder, signaling not to bother with Class Nine anymore, since they had almost let off enough steam.

“Let’s split. It’s boring now. Brother Ma, let’s go play video games.”

After witnessing the show, Wang Longlong felt satisfied, his efforts of dragging Brother Ma back and forth twice were not in vain.