240: Absolute genius

In the other semi-final, Zhao Xue defeated her opponent 3-0 without suspense, setting up a final match against Lei Jun.

The final became the focus of the entire venue.

On one side was the well-known professional player Zhao Xue, and on the other was the beautiful superstar Lei Jun, who had suddenly risen with a unique playing style.

The audience seats were almost full. The Glasses Man, Short-haired Girl, Long-haired Girl, and others who had made bets earlier were also present, their emotions complicated.

Lin Xiaoya nervously clenched her fists.

Beside the main platform, Coach Chen of the Modu City Team, who had been watching the matches, shed his initial casual expression and became focused after seeing Lei Jun's performance in the semi-finals.

He leaned forward slightly, staring at Lei Jun's every movement.

The final began.

Zhao Xue immediately demonstrated powerful offensive capabilities, employing serve-and-attack tactics and forehand smashes, attempting to suppress Lei Jun with speed and power. Her playing style was truly professional, with tricky angles and immense strength.

However, Lei Jun's defense exceeded everyone's imagination. Her positioning always seemed to be in the optimal spot, and her footwork was like gliding, incredibly precise.

She could block Zhao Xue's powerful, heavy smashes with a seemingly effortless posture, returning the ball low and spinning, landing near the table edge, making it difficult for Zhao Xue to maintain continuous power.

For the high-quality loop drives hit by Zhao Xue, Lei Jun could always find the perfect contact point, neutralizing the spin by chopping or blocking, and returning the ball to tricky spots.

In the first game, Zhao Xue attacked desperately, while Lei Jun defended steadily and counterattacked.

The score climbed alternately until it reached 10-all.

On the crucial point, Lei Jun executed a seemingly ordinary short push; the ball sharply dropped after crossing the net. Zhao Xue rushed forward to push the ball, but it popped up high, allowing Lei Jun to score with a quick forehand drive down the line.

11:10. Lei Jun served a seemingly spinless ball. Zhao Xue misjudged it, touched it lightly, and the ball hit the net.

12:10, Lei Jun took the first game.

Lei Jun played somewhat casually; if she had played seriously, Zhao Xue wouldn't have scored 10 points at all.

The sidelines erupted in an uproar!

Zhao Xue actually lost the first game?

That Lei Jun's defense is too monstrous!

Zhao Xue's expression turned serious.

She felt that Lei Jun's defense wasn't passive; it carried strong elements of control and inducement. Every one of her attacks seemed to be within her opponent's calculations.

She adjusted her tactics, increasing the variation in spin and placement, trying to disrupt Lei Jun's rhythm.

In the second game, Zhao Xue gained some initiative by using varied serves, leading 8:5 at one point.

But Lei Jun remained unhurried, using her excellent receiving skills to break Zhao Xue's service rotation, and capitalizing on Zhao Xue's eagerness to win quickly, she scored consecutive points, surprisingly taking the game 11:9.

The score was 2:0!

Now, even the spectators who had been completely confident in Zhao Xue began to waver.

Zhao Xue's supporters looked grim, while Lin Xiaoya and her friends couldn't help but cheer softly.

In the third game, Zhao Xue, fighting with her back against the wall, gave it her all, using every trick in her book. Her range of movement was larger, and her attacks were more aggressive. Both sides played intensely, with multiple spectacular rallies involving many strokes.

Surprisingly, during the rallies, Lei Jun not only defended solidly but also occasionally launched sudden, sharp attacks. The extreme angles and speed made it impossible for Zhao Xue to defend effectively.

Finally, Lei Jun took the third game 11:7, securing a clean 3-0 victory over Zhao Xue and winning the Women's Singles Table Tennis Championship at the Modu University Sports Meet!

When the last ball landed and the referee announced Lei Jun's victory, the entire gymnasium fell silent for a moment before erupting into thunderous applause and shouts of surprise!

Zhao Xue stood frozen by the table, the hand gripping her paddle trembling slightly.

Her face was filled with disbelief and immense disappointment.

Lost? She actually lost? And a crushing 0:3 defeat? Her opponent didn't even use particularly violent attacks; she just completely suppressed her with that watertight defense and precise counterattacks?

How is this possible?

How could Lei Jun possess such formidable strength!

She felt her pride and professional training experience were shattered at this moment.

The Principal sitting on the main platform also widened his eyes in surprise.

He had only come for a routine inspection, never expecting to witness such a thrilling and unexpected match.

Lei Jun had a mysterious background, excellent academic results, and recently brought glory to the nation by donating a national treasure. Could she really be so outstanding in sports too?

She was practically a treasure student!

An expression of surprise and contemplation appeared on his face.

Meanwhile, Coach Chen of the Modu City Team, who was standing nearby, had already leaped up excitedly!

His eyes shone brightly as he intently watched Lei Jun, who was shaking hands with Zhao Xue on the court.

A genius!

An absolute genius!

What kind of defense was that?

It was practically an impenetrable fortress!

Prediction, footwork, touch, mental fortitude—all first-rate! No, they were super first-rate!

Especially that feeling of effortless mastery and control over the entire match tempo—that's only seen in top-tier players!

Her offense seemed gentle, but the timing and placement were grasped to perfection, making it extremely efficient!

She was simply a player born for major competitions!

Her mentality was rock-solid, and she had no obvious technical weaknesses!

The National Games are coming soon, and the City Team desperately needs young players with impact!

If they recruited her and nurtured her properly, let alone the National Games, she might even make it to the National Team someday!

Countless thoughts flashed through Coach Chen's mind instantly, and he was already eager to go talk to Lei Jun.

In the audience, the girls who had previously questioned Lei Jun and bet against Lin Xiaoya were completely dumbfounded.

They stood open-mouthed, staring at the scoreboard, then at the calmly standing Lei Jun on the court, their faces burning as if they had been slapped hard several times.

"H-how is this possible?" the Short-haired Girl muttered, unable to accept the result.

"Zhao Xue... How could Zhao Xue lose? And 0:3?" the Long-haired Girl was also stunned.

The Glasses Man pushed up his spectacles, his hands slightly trembling, staring at Lei Jun as if meeting her for the first time.

Lin Xiaoya didn't care how they felt. She let out an excited scream and rushed to the sidelines with her friends, jumping and shouting around Lei Jun.

"Sister Lei! You won! Champion! I knew it! You're amazing!" Lin Xiaoya's face was flushed with excitement.

When the awards ceremony ended and Lei Jun walked down the podium holding her champion medal, Lin Xiaoya, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted the group of girls trying to sneak away.

How could she let this opportunity slip?

Lin Xiaoya quickly walked over and blocked their path, lifting her chin with a victorious smile and a hint of mischief.

"Hey! Ladies! Did you finish watching the match? What about the result? I remember someone saying that if Sister Lei won the championship, they would eat the tables and chairs!!!"

Her voice was clear and crisp, and many students who hadn't left yet heard it and looked over curiously.

The girls' faces instantly turned the color of pig liver, wishing they could crawl into a crack in the ground.

The Short-haired Girl's lips trembled. She wanted to refute, but there was no way to argue; facts spoke louder than words.

The Long-haired Girl lowered her head, afraid to meet the eyes of Lin Xiaoya and the people around them.