Wang Yi Takes on the Red-haired Woman One-on-One: Wang Yi Hits a Woman

Venice Beach Court, beneath the setting sun.

The sea breeze swept across the deep-blue court.

The cries of seabirds mingled with the sound of the waves.

But at that moment, no one was paying any attention to the waves or the ocean view..

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the astonishing old man at the center of the court.

He looked to be in his sixties, and even walked with a slight wobble.

Yet he had made three of his first six shots.

It was hard not to be amazed.

Most astonishingly, his first three shots had included two airballs and one that had missed the basket by a mile.

Then he'd made his next three in a row, all nothing but net.

The contrast with his appearance was enormous.

But that wasn't all.

Wang Yi kept shooting.

Swish—

Swish—

Swish—

Every shot went cleanly through the net.

Even after his tenth shot, he was still swishing them.

A seven-for-ten shooting rate was enough to beat the vast majority of ordinary players.

Even the Venice King couldn't help turning to look.

This old guy was pretty good.

After Wang Yi finished shooting, he looked at the Red-haired Woman beside him, whose expression had changed.

"Your turn."

The Red-haired Woman furrowed her brows.

She couldn't shoot that well.

Usually, she made five or six out of ten. When she was lucky, she could make seven or eight.

But could she afford to rely on luck now?

She knew her chances of winning were slim. And if she lost, she'd have to follow through on what she'd promised.

She felt her cheeks grow hot.

How could she let an old geezer like this kiss her?

So she simply decided to renege. "We said we'd play one-on-one. How is a shooting contest one-on-one? If