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Chapter 80

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Because the distance between the first and second takeoff ramps was far shorter than the distance from the starting point, the inertia was naturally much less.

So he had to consider the transition to the second trick while completing the first 1980°.

To create better space for the second takeoff, Qin Yun made no effort to slow his speed after landing, maintaining a smooth continuation of his body's inertia.

He crouched slightly again, using that momentum to launch himself into the air the instant he left the second ramp, initiating the second 1980° rotation.

This time, his knees exploded with even greater force, making the aerial height appear visibly higher. In midair, Qin Yun remained utterly calm, pulling his arms tight to spin his body rapidly, matching the rotation speed of the first trick without the slightest slowdown.

On the slope, high-level ski patrol staff were already bustling about, 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 posture, relaxed his core, and bent his knees. Then the ski edges cut into the snow, sending up a thick plume of snow mist as Qin Yun landed steadily.

At that moment, the drone surged forward. Qin Yun removed his face guard, clenched his fist, and waved it vigorously at the drone, laughing loudly.

The staff surrounding the slope erupted in celebration—applause, cheers, shouts, and yells echoed across the snowfield.

Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian couldn't help but scream, running toward Qin Yun.

At Huan Teng Sports, everyone watching the livestream was grinning dumbly. This was just a routine commercial move, yet it had become this year's most successful partnership.

Zhao Liying and Xiao Zhan, watching on set, clapped hands over their mouths, afraid they'd shout out in excitement.

Su Huan in Hangzhou leapt straight up in the conference room.

In the livestream chat, comments flooded uncontrollably, gifts pouring in like a tidal wave.

"Made it, holy shit, he actually did it—Qin Ye is going to become a god."

"Insane, absolutely insane."

"A professional athlete's move, accomplished by an ordinary streamer—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 a real win."

"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 grab, flawless transition between the two rotations. It's simply a miracle."

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

"Ye Shen: My mom asked me why I was kneeling on the ground."

Qin Yun stood on the slope, breathing slightly heavily. 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 addressed the camera: "Thank you all for your support. I've done it—the back-to-back snowboard 1980."

"This trick is incredibly 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 feel qualified. 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 flex?"

"666, Qin Ye is so cocky—I love it."

"I've already screen-recorded it and am replaying it over and over."

"Qin Ye is too good—nonstop trash talk."

"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 both girls appeared in the frame.

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

"So beautiful—Qin Ye has insane luck."

"Wow, even without makeup she's stunning—definitely a real beauty."

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

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

The livestream gifts were flooding in uncontrollably—he didn't even need to check; he knew 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 in his hand, and walked out with Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian. The secondary camera had already been shut down; only the main one remained active.

"Is Qin Ye about to end the stream?"

"Yeah, 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—not ending so soon."

To enhance the show, he kept the drone stationary, stepped out of frame, then tilted his head back and reappeared in the shot: "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 success."

"…………"

"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 frozen beside Qin Yun, staring at him in disbelief.

Though they didn't know what the English meant, they understood "2160."

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

Qin Yun arrived at the ski equipment area, set down his skis, and pulled out the twin-ski gear he had prepared in advance.

Viewers in the livestream chat immediately understood that what had been said earlier was no lie—Qin Yun was serious.

Carrying the twin skis, Qin Yun walked with Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian toward the slope leading to the big jump, followed by numerous ski resort staff. Now they knew exactly what Qin Yun's drones had been doing.

Many had already seen it and hit follow.

Most staff working at the resort were passionate about the sport themselves, and naturally revered someone with such exceptional skill.

Many, if not for work obligations and fear of losing their jobs, would have rushed after him—this was a sight even major international competitions rarely offered.

"A twin-ski 2160 requires the height and airtime only a big jump can provide, so we're switching to the slope with the big jump. Fortunately, our Pan'an Ski Resort added this slope in the past two years."

Not long after, Qin Yun reached a new slope—empty except for a few staff members.

"Bro Qin, 666—you can do both snowboard and skis? You're officially double-flying."

"So insane—even if he fails… never mind, my mouth's a jinx."

"Bro Qin will nail it."

"Stay safe—falling off a big jump isn't a minor injury."

"Lin Mo, twin-ski competitor: I'm still stunned. Bro Qin is attempting this? In twin-ski, this move represents the absolute limit—only three people globally have landed it in official competitions. I'm completely frozen."

"69696969—when Bro Qin goes wild, he knocks even pros flat."

Qin Yun stepped onto his twin skis, told Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian to find a safe spot to crouch, then pushed hard with both hands—the skis shot forward.

"Next, I'll show you some twin-ski techniques. Twin skis have a unique charm, and are easier to pick up."

As he spoke, his skis surged forward instantly, launching him into motion.

He continued explaining as he glided: "Twin-ski posture differs completely from snowboarding—it emphasizes weight distribution and pole coordination."

As he spoke, he powered forward, the ski edges cleanly biting into the snow, executing a series of smooth, large-radius carved turns—the overall path looked fluid and precise. Then he demonstrated small and large turns, each movement sharp, controlled, and effortless.

"Holy shit, Bro Qin really knows how—this is insane."

"A god. Absolutely a god."

"So professional—why are you even doing livestreaming?"

"Seeing Bro Qin so good, I can't wait to see his performance."

After getting used to the twin skis, Qin Yun returned to the starting point and began with basic moves.

First, a 720° aerial spin—landed steadily. Then 900°, 1440°, 1620°, 1800°, all the way to 1980°—not a single mistake in any of his earlier moves.

This string of performances left the livestream viewers utterly awestruck.

He stood again at the slope's starting point, took a deep breath into the camera, and slowly said: "Alright, I'm warmed up and familiarized. Now I'm officially attempting the twin-ski 2160—the current limit of twin-ski. A 2160° off-axis spin. Extremely difficult. Please support me."

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

At the Tianyun Mountain set, Zhao Liying watched the flood of gifts and impulsively sent a Carnival gift herself—she'd planned to send ten, but hesitated at the click.

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

Unaware that their actions had been spotted by sharp-eyed viewers.

"Holy shit, holy shit—did I just see Ying Bao's name?"

"And Xiao Zhan…"

"Are Ying Bao and Xiao Zhan watching Bro Qin's livestream?"

"Insane—Ying Bao just sent gifts to Bro Qin? What does he even have to deserve this?"

"Little Flying Hero isn't filming, he's watching livestreams?"

"Little Flying Hero" and "Little Fat Shrimp" were fans' nicknames for Xiao Zhan; "Ying Bao" was Zhao Liying's fan nickname.

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

But everyone was used to him doing this—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."

As he spoke, the drones flew ahead. He adjusted his breathing, spread his feet shoulder-width apart, shifted his body slightly, and began gliding down.

As his speed increased, Qin Yun straightened his body. Twenty meters from the big jump, he leapt—his body flipping instantly from forward to backward, approaching in a tail-first slide, speed unchanged. He turned his head to look behind—the big jump grew closer, height rising.

"666—Bro Qin's got tricks up his sleeve."

"Bro Qin's taking off—just watching makes me nervous."

As he neared the jump's peak, his feet fully opened, then he bent his knees hard, twisted his upper body backward, using the torque to first rotate his shoulders close to the snow, then pushed off hard—the ski tails launched him into the air. The drones followed closely, their powerful AI capturing every motion in flawless detail.

At takeoff, weightlessness surged through him. The wind screamed in his ears. He didn't hesitate—core tightened again, elbows drawn in, knees bent, curling his body into a tight ball—only this compactness could counter centrifugal force, only this could allow six full rotations in the fleeting airtime.

The world spun wildly!

The view through his goggles flashed rapidly—mountain, sky, jump blending into one. Centrifugal force tugged at every limb, but Qin Yun's superior physique ignored it entirely, as if it didn't exist.

After completing six full rotations, Qin Yun instantly adjusted his falling posture, leveling his skis, preparing for impact.

The snow rushed closer—the ski edges touched first with a soft "squeak." He bent his knees, landing smoothly in tail-first slide, then swiftly pivoted, executing a sharp turn to stop dead.

Twin-ski 2160—successfully landed!

【Check-in task completed, received random reward…】

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