Chapter 80: By the way, I can also do twin-tip

Because the distance between the first and second jump platforms is far shorter than the distance from the starting point, the inertia is naturally much less.

So you must consider the transition to the second jump while completing the first 1980°.

To create better space for the second takeoff, Qin Yun did not slow down at all after landing, maintaining a smooth continuation of his body’s inertia.

He bent slightly again, using that momentum to launch airborne the instant he left the second jump platform, beginning his second 1980° rotation.

This time, his knees drove harder than the first, making the airborne height appear greater visually. In midair, Qin Yun remained utterly calm, pulling his arms in tightly to spin his body rapidly, matching the rotation speed of the first jump without the slightest slowdown.

On the slope, senior ski runs were already bustling with staff, their mouths wide open the entire time. Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian’s eyes were filled with tension, fearing Qin Yun might make a mistake.

In the livestream chat, the comment speed slowed again.

In midair, Qin Yun completed five and a half rotations. The instant he finished the second 1980°, he adjusted his body, relaxed his core, and bent his knees. Then his board edges cut into the snow, sending up a thick plume of snow mist as he landed solidly.

At that moment, the drone zoomed in close. Qin Yun removed his face guard, clenched his fist, waved it forcefully at the drone, and burst out laughing.

The staff surrounding the slope erupted in cheers—applause, shouts, and roars filled the entire ski area.

Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian couldn’t help screaming and sprinted toward Qin Yun.

At Huan Teng Sports, everyone watching the livestream was grinning dumbly. This routine commercial act had become their most successful partnership of the year.

Zhao Liying and Xiao Zhan on set covered their mouths, afraid they’d scream out loud.

In Hangzhou, Su Huan jumped straight up in the meeting room.

In the livestream chat, comments flooded the screen, and gifts poured in like a tidal wave.

“He did it, holy shit, he actually did it—Qin Ye is going to become a god.”

“Insane, absolutely insane.”

“A move only professional athletes can pull off—yet a regular streamer just did it. Is this challenge really that hard?”

“F***ing hell...”

“I cried—I’m so moved. Qin Ye created a miracle.”

“Huan Teng Sports made a fortune—this one’s huge.”

“God-tier, no doubt.”

Professional athletes’ comments were filled with shock and admiration.

“Professional snowboarder Chen Xue: A historic moment. Qin Ye successfully completed a back-to-back snowboard 1980 with 100% execution—perfect rotation precision, perfect board grabs, flawless transition between both rotations. It’s simply miraculous.”

“Snowboard coach Niu (National Level One Athlete): In all my years teaching skiing, I’ve never seen anyone this powerful in real life. Qin Ye’s technique is good enough for the Winter Olympics.”

“Ye Shen: Mom, why am I kneeling on the floor?”

Qin Yun stood on the slope, breathing slightly hard. Even with his immense physical strength, performing two such moves in succession required a brief pause.

But his face wore a brilliant smile as he spoke to the camera: “Thank you all for your support. I’ve done it—the back-to-back snowboard 1980.”

“This move is extremely difficult. Compared to Su Shen, I’m still lacking. My execution isn’t as perfect as his. As for everyone saying I should join the Winter Olympics—I don’t think I’m qualified yet. Skiing is just one of my hobbies. After all, I’m just a temporary extreme skiing enthusiast.”

“Does Qin Ye die if he doesn’t act cocky?”

“666, Qin Ye is so arrogant—I love it.”

“I’ve already recorded it. I’m replaying it over and over.”

“Qin Ye is too good—always spouting slick lines.”

“Last time you were a temporary wilderness survivalist. Now you’re a temporary extreme skiing enthusiast. What will you be next?”

“Hahaha, is Qin Ye trying to legitimize the term ‘temporary worker’?”

Qin Yun shifted slightly, directing the drone to focus on Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian as they ran toward him—suddenly, the two girls appeared in frame.

“Holy shit, hot girls—Qin Ye is being too much.”

“So beautiful. Qin Ye has such luck.”

“Hmm, even without makeup, they’re stunning. Definitely real beauties.”

Qin Yun smiled: “These are two fans I caught yesterday. One of the drones was being controlled by them.”

Seeing the camera on them, Li Xintian blushed immediately, embarrassed. Zhao Yajun, however, waved cheerfully and exclaimed excitedly: “Hi everyone! Qin Ye is incredible—he actually did it!”

The livestream was flooded with gifts—he didn’t even need to look to know today’s earnings would far exceed those from his wilderness survival days.

Meanwhile, Anta Sports was kicking themselves in the gut.

But it was too late now—they could only pretend not to see it.

Qin Yun stepped off his snowboard, picked it up, and walked out with Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian. The secondary drone had already been retracted; only the main one remained active.

“Is Qin Ye about to end the stream?”

“Right, he achieved his original goal—he’s definitely ending now.”

“Keep going! Teach us a few tricks—even if I can’t learn them.”

“Don’t log off yet—it’s been less than an hour.”

Qin Yun smiled at the comments: “Not yet. I won’t end so soon.”

To enhance the show, he kept the drone stationary, stepped out of frame, then tilted his head back and reappeared before the lens: “By the way, I can also do twin-tip. I’m going to attempt a twin-tip 2160 on the big jump next. Wish me luck.”

“…………”

“What did I just hear?”

“Did I mishear?”

“Maybe Qin Ye misspoke?”

“Twin-tip 2160? Is that real?”

“Don’t joke around, Qin Ye.”

Even Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian were stunned, standing dumbfounded beside Qin Yun, staring at him.

Though they didn’t know what the English term meant, they understood “2160.”

A single-board 1980 already had such visual impact—2160 means six full rotations. Is Qin Ye planning to defy nature?

Qin Yun reached the equipment zone, set down his snowboard, and pulled out his pre-prepared twin-tip gear.

Viewers watching the livestream instantly realized his earlier words weren’t empty boasts—he was serious.

Carrying the twin-tips, Qin Yun walked with Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian toward the slope with the big jump. Behind them, several ski area staff followed. Now they understood what those drones had been doing.

Many had already followed him.

Most staff working at the ski area were passionate about the sport themselves. They naturally revered someone with such extraordinary skill.

Many would’ve rushed after him too—if not for their jobs. This was a sight even major international competitions rarely offered.

“A twin-tip 2160 requires enough airborne height and hang time—only possible on a big jump. So we’re switching to the slope with the big jump. Luckily, our Pan’an Ski Resort added this slope in the past two years.”

Soon, Qin Yun arrived at a new slope. Aside from a few staff, no other skiers were present.

“Qin Ye, 666—you do both single and twin-tip? You’re double-flying.”

“Too insane—even if he fails… never mind, I’m such a jinx.”

“Qin Ye will definitely make it.”

“Be careful—falling from a big jump isn’t a minor injury.”

“Professional twin-tip athlete Lin Mo: I’m still stunned. Qin Ye is attempting this? In twin-tip, this move represents the absolute limit. Only three people globally have ever landed it in a public competition—I’m completely floored.”

“69696969, when Qin Ye goes wild, he knocks even pros flat.”

Qin Yun stepped onto the twin-tips, told Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian to find a spot to crouch, then pushed hard with his arms—the boards shot forward.

“Now I’ll show you some twin-tip techniques. Twin-tip skiing has its own unique charm and is easier to learn.”

As he spoke, his twin-tips surged forward, launching him instantly into motion.

He continued explaining as he glided: “Twin-tip posture differs completely from single-board. Twin-tip emphasizes weight distribution and pole coordination.”

As he spoke, he powered through, his board edges cleanly carving deep, smooth, large-radius turns—his path looked fluid and precise. Then he demonstrated small and large carved turns, each movement sharp, clean, effortless.

“Holy shit, Qin Ye really knows how—this is insane.”

“A god. Absolutely a god.”

“So professional—why are you still doing livestreaming?”

“Seeing Qin Ye this good, I can’t wait to see his performance.”

After getting comfortable with the twin-tips, Qin Yun returned to the starting point and began with simpler moves.

First, a 720° aerial spin—landed perfectly. Then 900°, 1440°, 1620°, 1800°, all the way to 1980°. He executed every move flawlessly, without a single mistake.

This entire sequence left livestream viewers utterly speechless.

He stood again at the slope’s starting point, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly into the camera: “Alright, I’m warmed up and ready. Now I’m officially attempting the twin-tip 2160—the current limit of twin-tip skiing: a 2160° off-axis rotation. Extremely difficult. Please support me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the comment section flooded, and gifts exploded across the screen.

At the Mount Tianyun set, Zhao Liying watched the flood of gifts and impulsively sent a Carnival gift. She’d planned to send ten, but hesitated at the last second.

Xiao Zhan saw her send one and immediately sent one too.

Unaware, their gifts were spotted instantly by sharp-eyed viewers.

“Holy shit, holy shit—I just saw ‘Ying Bao’!”

“And Xiao Zhan too...”

“Are Ying Bao and Xiao Zhan watching Qin Ye’s livestream?”

“Insane—Ying Bao just sent Qin Ye a gift. What has he done to deserve this?”

“Little Flying Hero isn’t filming—he’s watching livestreams?”

“Little Flying Hero” and “Little Fat Shrimp” were fan nicknames for Xiao Zhan; “Ying Bao” was Zhao Liying’s fan nickname.

In Shanghai, Chen He was also watching. He stroked his chin and joined the gift-giving wave—sending ten Carnivals at once.

But everyone was used to it—he was a confirmed internet addict, nothing surprising.

Qin Yun thanked them: “Thank you, Brother He, Sister Ying, Brother Zhan for your gifts. I’m starting now.”

With that, the drone flew off; he regulated his breathing, spread his feet shoulder-width apart, shifted his body slightly, and began to glide down.

As his speed increased, Qin Yun gradually straightened his body; twenty meters before the big jump, he suddenly leapt, flipping from frontside to backside in a switch stance without losing speed, gazing backward as the jump ramp drew nearer and its height rose.

“666, Brother Qin never runs out of flashy moves.”

“Brother Qin’s about to take off—it’s terrifying just to watch.”

As Qin Yun approached the peak of the jump ramp, his feet were fully extended; then he bent his knees and pushed hard, twisting his upper body in the opposite direction. Using that counter-twist torque, his shoulders initiated a low, ground-hugging rotation before he explosively kicked off the board, sending the tail airborne. The drone closely followed, its powerful AI capturing every motion in flawless detail.

At the moment of takeoff, weightlessness surged through his body; the wind’s roar turned sharp and piercing. Without hesitation, Qin Yun tightened his core again, pulled his elbows in, bent his knees, and curled his body into a tight ball—only such compactness could counter centrifugal force and complete six full rotations within the fleeting moments of airtime.

The world spun wildly!

The view through his goggles flashed rapidly—snow-capped peaks, sky, and the ramp blurred together; immense centrifugal force tugged at every limb, yet Qin Yun’s exceptional physical conditioning remained utterly unaffected, even oblivious to these forces.

As the six full rotations ended, Qin Yun instantly adjusted his falling posture, leveling his board and preparing for impact.

The snow surface rushed closer; the next instant, the board’s edge made contact with a soft “squeak.” Qin Yun bent his knees and sank down, landing successfully in switch stance, then swiftly pivoted and executed a sharp stop.

Double board 2160—successfully completed!

[Check-in task completed, received random reward…]