Amid the astonished gazes of the others, Jiang Ning withdrew his hand and walked back from beneath the tree.
To avoid damaging the tree with that palm strike, he had used a trace of Spiritual Energy to knock down the badminton racket.
To him, it had been an utterly insignificant strike. If he had been serious, with his eighth level of Qi Refinement and Thunder Refinement Body cultivation, he could have snapped the tree with a casual slap.
That would have been far too shocking, though.
Only after Jiang Ning slowly returned did the others finally react.
Shen Qing'e hurriedly said, "Jiang Ning, you really got the racket down."
She was truly grateful. Exams were close, and if they had not gotten the badminton racket down, by the time they finished their exams and came back to figure something out, it might already have been gone.
And compared to Yu Wen and Zhang Chi's methods, Jiang Ning had made it look effortless, as if he had barely needed to do anything.
She looked at Jiang Ning, utterly unable to imagine that such tremendous strength was hidden within his not particularly muscular body. It was simply unbelievable.
A thought suddenly arose in her mind: If he took part in the upcoming Sports Day, wouldn't the entire school come to know him?
Jiang Yanan came over and curiously examined Jiang Ning, then glanced at the fallen leaves on the ground, as though she were seeing him for the first time.
Jiang Ning had stepped in twice in class last semester. She had only thought he was good at fighting; she had not expected him to be so capable.
Yu Wen felt a little embarrassed. Just moments ago, she had been certain Jiang Ning was wasting his effort, but the situation had turned