After the college entrance exam, he began to become a male god of extraction.

Off the court, everyone was taken aback by Xu Qin's shot.

Based on the common fact that "freshmen are no match for sophomores", everyone just agreed that Xu Qin was no match for Xiao Mingyu, even if Xiao Mingyu went easy on him.

Not to mention that Xiao Mingyu is not just an ordinary sophomore; he is already a reserve member of the provincial team.

But now, Xu Qin has shown everyone with facts: Xiao Mingyu can't even catch my ball.

Even more exaggeratedly, Xiao Mingyu's racket was shaken off his feet.

Male athletes generally have greater stamina and more exaggerated strength, and their fighting style is generally more visually impactful and violent.

For example, in volleyball, women's volleyball is more famous than men's volleyball because women's volleyball is more entertaining to watch, while men's volleyball is less entertaining due to its overly violent and fast-paced style.

No wonder there was a chorus of exclamations from the sidelines.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qin, this freshman, was so fierce that he knocked the opponent's racket away right from the start.

Xiao Mingyu, as the person involved, naturally couldn't believe it.

Of course, he couldn't possibly be convinced by Xu Qin's shot.

"I was careless just now!"

"That's right, it must have been my carelessness!"

Xiao Mingyu told himself this, reflecting on his casual attitude just now, but suddenly being asked to get into the zone, he was inevitably lacking in preparation.

If I take it seriously, this freshman will definitely be overwhelmed!

Besides, it would be too embarrassing for a sophomore to lose to a freshman who is still in military training.

Besides, this is someone else's territory.

"Again!"

Xiao Mingyu shouted.

He then tossed the tennis ball over, saying, "You serve this time too!"

I refuse to believe I can't handle this.

Xiao Mingyu thought to himself.

"Senior, as you wish!"

Xu Qin took the ball.

At the same time, Xu Qin also noticed that Xiao Mingyu had his legs spread apart, his waist and hips lowered, his hands gripping the racket, and his eyes fixed intently on him.

This is a fighting stance.

Like many of the boys present, Xiao Mingyu was wearing shorts. A quick glance revealed that these boys generally had quite good thigh muscles, indicating a strong lower body. Some boys had particularly well-developed thigh muscles, and Xiao Mingyu was one of them.

The reason is simple: playing tennis requires running around the whole time, and the amount of exercise is very high.

Of course, his physical condition is quite good compared to the other boys present, but he still has to give way to Xu Qin.

Xu Qin stood at the service point, tossed the tennis ball up with his left hand, and then hit it with a single stroke, sending the ball flying towards the opponent's opposite service court.

This time, Xu Qin didn't use violence; he just exerted his strength normally.

Snapped!

The moment the tennis ball bounced off the ground, Xiao Mingyu immediately caught it.

Furthermore, he used a great deal of force when he swung the racket, attempting to deliver a fatal blow to Xu Qin.

Greater power means greater speed.

However, for Xu Qin, who possesses the "power of a national men's tennis champion," this is nothing.

Xu Qin quickly received the ball and easily launched a counterattack.

On the other side, Xiao Mingyu received the ball and continued to swing his racket powerfully, but Xu Qin also easily countered when he received the ball.

At this moment, Xu Qin was like a national men's basketball player coming down to play against a university basketball team, frying fish like frying fish.

Soon, those watching from the sidelines noticed the stark difference between the two.

"Wow! Our online education college has admitted such a large number of new students this year?"

"This junior is amazing! Look how easily he beat Xiao Mingyu; every move he made was effortless!"

"Xiao Mingyu is very strong, and his status as a provincial reserve team member speaks for itself, but right now he feels like he's being walked by the other team."

"And look, Xiao Mingyu is clearly struggling more and more. He seems to be no match for his junior in terms of physical fitness."

"Hey, junior, you're really putting in the effort!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone noticed that after three or four minutes, Xu Qin was no longer easily and casually receiving the ball, but began to exert force.

The ball started moving faster and faster, and Xiao Mingyu ran back and forth, finding it increasingly difficult to catch it.

At that moment, he could clearly feel the terrifying gap between himself and the other party.

Finally, a little over a minute passed.

With a snap.

Xiao Mingyu failed to catch the ball and instead stumbled and fell backward, looking quite disheveled.

"The junior is too strong. Xiao Mingyu was completely outplayed the whole time."

"Wow, this junior is a men's tennis world champion seed, right? He's so strong!"

Outside the arena, the crowd gasped in amazement.

"Senior, shall we continue?"

Xu Qin shouted, swung his racket, and stretched his body on the spot.

"I'm not fighting anymore, I give up!"

Xiao Mingyu stood there panting, completely defeated by Xu Qin. This made him realize how terrifying the gap between him and Xu Qin was. Xu Qin toyed with him like it was nothing, and even his pride and joy in physical fitness couldn't compare to Xu Qin's.

Xu Qin, having just had his fun, felt pretty much done.

Strictly speaking, Xu Qin hadn't had enough fun yet, but everyone here was a student, and the strongest was Xiao Mingyu; no one could beat him.

As for girls.

Just kidding, girls can't compete with boys in sports. Xiao Mingyu could easily outmaneuver all the girls present.

The physical abilities of men and women are not on the same level. This has been proven in many sports events. Male provincial teams can easily crush female national teams.

Otherwise, why would formal sporting events prohibit transgender people from joining female athletes?

Because comparing physical abilities would be unfair.

So Xu Qin felt it was pointless.

Xu Qin returned the tennis racket to Qi Jingheng.

Qi Jingheng's beautiful eyes sparkled. "Junior, which class are you in during your freshman year?"

In the online college, there are four classes for the first year.

Both Qi Jingheng and the others present assumed that Xu Qin would be a student in one of the four classes.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qin made a surprising statement: "I'm from the School of Management, majoring in Statistics, Class 1."

"School of Management, Statistics?"

Many people were taken aback.

"Junior, are you kidding me? School of Management, Statistics?"

"Really? Don't scare me!"

Everyone thought Xu Qin was joking.

Those from the tennis academy are, strictly speaking, formally trained in tennis. They all receive proper tennis instruction and are guided by renowned coaches.

The teachers at the online academy are all at least retired provincial-level team members, and some of the top teachers are former world champions.

Imagine everyone working hard every day in the sect to cultivate, barely managing to successfully establish their foundation and embark on the formal path of cultivation.

Just today, we sparred with our peers from the neighboring sect. Our strongest fighter, Du Jinhe, was defeated. Xiao Mingyu from the opposing sect said we were no good and began to look down on everyone.

At this moment, everyone felt frustrated, but then a teenager stepped forward and easily crushed his opponent with a single blow. In the second round, he immediately switched to a dog-walking mode, handling the situation with ease.

Finally, everyone asked the young man, "Are you a new disciple of our sect?"

The boy replied, "No, I just work in the kitchen."

What does it mean?

This is just too damn disruptive!

"Hey, you must be joking, right?"

Xiao Mingyu was getting anxious.

I can accept being defeated by freshmen from the online education college of Chida University; I'll admit I'm not as skilled.

If this person wasn't from the online education department, but from the management department, meaning they were an amateur, that would be terrible.

I, a professional player, can't even beat an amateur.

If I send this back, won't people laugh at me to death?

"I just play tennis casually, I don't have time for jokes."

Xu Qin waved, "Goodbye everyone, let's play again sometime."

He hasn't had dinner yet.

After saying that, he left, leaving a group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

However, after Xu Qin came out of the stadium...

"Junior!"

A voice called out to him.

Xu Qin turned around and saw that it was Qi Jingheng.

"Is something wrong, senior?"

"Can we be friends?"

Qi Jingheng ran over, and because she ran so fast, a fragrant breeze wafted towards her.

Qi Jingheng was dressed in sportswear today: a sports short-sleeved shirt, shorts, and a pair of sneakers.

This outfit is very ordinary and common in the stadium, but it has a unique appeal to the beautiful and energetic young girl.

She approached Xu Qin, having already opened the Feiliao friend QR code scanning interface.

"OK."

The other person just borrowed my racket, so adding them as a friend shouldn't be a problem.

The moment Xu Qin opened his QR code.

Qi Jingheng then said earnestly:

"You're a really good tennis player, let's get to know each other!"