The Ball Terminator

Saturday was bright and sunny, with a gentle breeze.

Today was the day of the friendly match between Pluto Academy and Canghai Academy, held at Pluto Stadium No. 1.

The spectators included not only Pluto students, but also some Canghai Academy students who had heard about the match.

"How do I look, Chu He?"

Jiang Nian had changed into her performance outfit and twirled in front of Tong Chuhe.

With an hour left before the match began, Jiang Nian and the others were changing into their cheerleading uniforms in the preparation room.

"Pluto," the name of their academy, represented new life in ancient Greek, symbolizing rebirth and creation, so their uniforms featured a bold, vibrant red as their main color.

A white-trimmed top was paired with a burgundy plaid miniskirt, calf-length socks, and simple light-colored sneakers, with the school logo embroidered on the left side of the chest.

Every team member wore a red ribbon bow around her wrist and held matching red-and-white pom-poms, looking bright, striking, and full of energy.

Tong Chuhe surveyed Jiang Nian's outfit with satisfaction and tidied her hair. Once everyone was ready, she led them toward Pluto Stadium.

Although it was the weekend, Jiang Nian could distinctly feel how much more crowded the campus had become as she walked.

Since no one wore their school uniform on days off, Jiang Nian couldn't immediately tell which students were from Pluto and which were from Canghai.

Only when she passed groups of people and overheard their conversations could Jiang Nian accurately distinguish between the two schools' students.

"Pluto is huge! It's so much bigger than our academy."

"Right? I just saw their players, too. They're so tall and handsome!"

"Our academy's Feng Xing is handsome too, okay? With him playing this time, we're definitely going to beat Pluto!"

"Wow, is that Pluto's cheerleading squad? They're all gorgeous girls with long legs!"

"Why are you boosting the other side's morale? Our academy's cheerleaders are pretty great too, okay?"

Picking up snippets of conversation here and there, Jiang Nian got a firsthand taste of Canghai Academy's refusal to admit defeat.

From campus facilities down to every blade of grass and every tree, they instinctively compared the two to decide which was better.

Only after battling it out for three hundred rounds would they reach their conclusion: Canghai Academy was the best in the world.

Jiang Nian looked up at the sky, speechless.

Are you really not going to get beaten up for this?

When the group reached the stadium entrance, Tong Chuhe suddenly felt thirsty. Jiang Nian told the others to go inside first and accompanied her to a vending machine to buy drinks.

The two of them were standing before the vending machine, deciding what to drink, when a sleazy voice with a deliberately deep vocal fry sounded behind them.

"Hey, girls, what would you like to drink? How about letting your senior treat you?"

Jiang Nian and Tong Chuhe turned around in bewilderment to find two boys staring straight at them.

One was a skinny boy wearing glasses, with a pointed face and pinched features. The lust in his eyes practically seeped through his lenses as he adjusted his glasses with a pretentious air, posing as a refined gentleman.

The other, a somewhat rough-looking boy, was the one who had spoken as though he had phlegm stuck in his throat. Sporting a buzz cut and rolled-up sleeves, he struck a macho pose, "casually" showing off his muscles to demonstrate his strength.

Thinking his deep voice had drawn Jiang Nian and Tong Chuhe's attention, he waggled his eyebrows sleazily and raised his chin slightly to display his chiseled face, then continued in his deliberately lowered vocal fry.

"What's wrong, girls? Mesmerized by me?"

Jiang Nian took one look, steadied her breathing, then looked again.

After confirming that her eyes weren't playing tricks on her, she shut them in despair.

What kind of walking grease slick is this?!

My eyes are going to throw up! My ears are going blind!

Tong Chuhe's mind had also gone blank. She stared wordlessly at the musclehead babbling away and the bespectacled boy with lust written all over his face.

She had never seen anyone so shameless.

Yet the two boys seemed oblivious to Jiang Nian and Tong Chuhe's suffering and stepped right up, trying to put their arms around their shoulders.

Jiang Nian frowned at the hands reaching toward them and quickly pulled Tong Chuhe back.

Thinking they were embarrassed, the musclehead advanced while teasing them. "Don't be shy, girls. I don't mean any harm~"

Jiang Nian laughed in anger. Just as she was about to deliver a family-line-ending kick to the musclehead, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and separated them from him.

"Liu Wei, you've come to the neighboring school to throw your weight around now?"

Dressed in his basketball uniform, Feng Xing stood in front of Jiang Nian, facing the musclehead with his arms crossed and an eyebrow raised.

Liu Wei sneered at Feng Xing for spoiling his fun. "What, Young Master Feng? You're going to boss me around even here at Pluto?"

Feng Xing scoffed. "Just reminding you to stop embarrassing Canghai everywhere you go. Its reputation is bad enough already."

Liu Wei narrowed his eyes and made an exaggerated show of rolling up sleeves that weren't there, advancing menacingly to start a fight.

"Feng Xing, don't think I won't beat you up."

Feng Xing looked utterly unconcerned. "You? You couldn't beat me in your next life."

Then he clenched his fists and assumed a fighting stance, ready to teach Liu Wei a lesson.

Seeing the two boys about to start fighting on the spot without consulting anyone else, Jiang Nian said flatly, "If you want to fight, go back to Canghai. Don't splatter blood all over our school."

Who picked a fight on another school's campus?

With that, she turned to Feng Xing. "The match is about to start. Are you sure you still want to fight?"

Then we'd win without even playing.

With Jiang Nian staring at him, Feng Xing could only drop his fighting stance and shrug helplessly. "Fine. We'll fight another time."

Thinking Feng Xing was afraid, Liu Wei proudly puffed out his chest, as though he had reclaimed his dignity.

He flexed his muscles, then shot Jiang Nian a smug glance as he mocked Feng Xing.

"What, too scared now? Pussy."

Feng Xing waved him off perfunctorily. "Yes, yes, whatever you say. Happy now?"

Then he turned his head toward Jiang Nian. "Come on. I'll walk you two inside."

With that, he turned to head into the stadium.

Liu Wei seized the instant Feng Xing turned away, clenched his fists, and suddenly lunged at him.

Startled by Liu Wei's sudden sneak attack, Jiang Nian kicked him squarely below the belt.

"Aaargh!"

Liu Wei screamed and crouched on the ground, clutching his crotch as cold sweat poured off him from the pain.

Having witnessed the entire thing, Feng Xing and the bespectacled boy both took a step back. When Jiang Nian looked their way, they reflexively covered their crotches.

Why are you so practiced at that kick?!

Looking at their wary faces, Jiang Nian awkwardly scratched her cheek. "Sorry. Reflex."

What could she do? It was the most effective self-defense move.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been called the Ball Terminator.

The bespectacled boy swallowed, grabbed the still-wailing Liu Wei, and ran.

If he didn't leave now, even his own dick wouldn't be safe.

Seeing them flee at top speed, Jiang Nian called after them, "Weren't you going to buy me a drink, big brother? Leaving already?"

The bespectacled boy ran even faster when he heard her.

Feeling thoroughly refreshed, Jiang Nian looked proudly at Tong Chuhe. "Pretty impressive, right, Chu He?"

She had scared them all off single-handedly.

Tong Chuhe's eyes were vacant. Then she mechanically formed a smile and praised Jiang Nian without a ripple of emotion inside. "Very impressive. Extremely cool."

There was a certain beauty to it, like Lin Daiyu pummeling Lu Zhishen.