No one had high hopes for Ye Ting; his defeat seemed almost predestined.
But the next second, when the two collided, Roger finally understood why Ye Ting dared to confront him head-on.
Roger's left shoulder and Ye Ting's left shoulder crashed together.
The physical impact, enhanced by their speed, produced a dull "thud."
Immediately after, Roger felt an irresistible force strike him from his shoulder, throwing him and his broom flying through the air.
The next moment, pain overwhelmed him instantly.
His eyes saw stars, and his body felt like it was falling apart.
He could no longer hold the Quaffle, which flew far away under the impact.
At that moment, he felt as if he had not collided with a freshman smaller than him but with a solid wall.
He recalled the scene at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters where some foolish Muggles, curious after witnessing wizards walking through walls into the platform, tried to imitate them and ended up banging hard against the wall.
At that time, he had thought the Muggles were both foolish and ridiculous.
But now, he felt that he was no different from those Muggles.
He began to feel grateful for turning sideways to avoid a direct hit.
If he had really taken that impact, he might have been knocked off his broomstick, which would have been a huge embarrassment.
Being knocked away was already the best possible outcome.
…
With great effort, he stabilized his broomstick with perseverance, thus preventing a bigger accident.
However, at this moment, the Quaffle had already been taken by Ye Ting, who had won the confrontation.
In other words, this round ended with his failed attack.
After a long while, the referee beside him, still stunned, finally announced the score.
The crowd erupted in astonishment.
For Ye Ting himself, the result of the confrontation was within reason, but for the spectators, it was completely unexpected.
Everyone, including the girls supporting Ye Ting, could hardly believe their eyes.
Who would have believed that the seemingly weak Ye Ting had actually knocked the tall Roger flying, without any harm to himself, as if his opponent hadn't even put in any effort?
Could there be a giant hidden under that exquisite cloak?
Immediately, the girls erupted into louder cheers; their male god had such a hidden strength; he was unexpectedly so powerful.
Especially some of the older female students; they simply couldn't get enough of this Ye Ting.
Hermione and Penelope hugged each other, unsure if they were happy about Ye Ting's victory or his safety.
And the Ravenclaw players were no longer all silent due to Roger's defeat.
Ravenclaw's Quidditch team was predominantly female.
When Roger first lost, they were still bound by loyalty and dared not react excitedly, but when Ye Ting defeated their captain again, all the female players couldn't help it; they cheered loudly for Ye Ting along with Cho Chang.
Their genius, their male god, was really strong.
After the second round, no one thought Roger had the game in the bag anymore.
As a newcomer, Ye Ting not only had incredible flying talent but also commendable physical fitness.
In the eyes of the Ravenclaw players, with his physical condition, he was capable of facing Flint of Slytherin on the field and wouldn't be suppressed by his fouling tactics.
So, facing such a genius, Roger's advantages were limited to his Quidditch skills and the experience of playing for several more years.
In terms of decisive factors, the two sides were evenly matched, and if Ye Ting could play to his strengths, he still had a chance to win.
Even the boys put aside their jealousy of Ye Ting and spontaneously began cheering for him.
When two people's scores are close, the lagger will envy the leader, but when the gap is wide enough, the lagger can only feel admiration.
That's just how people are.
Although their cheers were still somewhat sparse, it proved that Ye Ting had earned their recognition with his performance just now.
At least no one dared to say that Ye Ting was effeminate or weak anymore.
Of course, it could also be because they were intimidated by Ye Ting's strength and feared being physically warned, so they had to change their tune.
…
On the field, Roger finally recovered from the feeling of being powerless and gradually regained his mobility.
He nodded to the referee to indicate that he was fine.
So, the next round began.
This time, it was Ye Ting's turn to hold the ball and attack.
Roger was now completely tense, staring intently at his opponent's movements and not daring to be careless.
Because his opponent surpassed him in both flying speed and strength; he had to fully unleash his skills to confront him.
"Come at me!" he shouted at Ye Ting, also trying to rally himself.
"You have no chance. I'll show you real Quidditch skills!"
This time, Ye Ting didn't say anything. He really didn't want to exchange trash talk with Roger anymore, because he knew that Roger was about to backtrack on his words again—even if it was a skill contest, he might not be able to match him.
After all, he could perform aerial stunt maneuvers, which could counteract Roger's flying skills. Combining these with his knowledge of soccer and basketball skills, they might also work in Quidditch.
These skills, summarized by him, were definitely unknown to Roger, rendering his experience useless.
Thus, the disadvantage of lacking Quidditch skills and experience was not a big problem for him anymore.
So, this time, he decided not to use his supernatural strength or speed but to defeat Roger through skill.
Defeating him at what he excels at; that was just being willful.
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