'Let's see how you defend against this!'

Chris threw the ball and used all his might to serve.

BAM!

The ball flew with speed that Coach Elizabeth had never seen out of a high school kid before. However, she quickly concentrated and swung to hit the ball.

'Alright, I guess Chris has been practicing after all. But this isn't enough to stop me,'

However, when she made contact with the ball, she started to realize that she couldn't push the ball back.

'Such force! This is equivalent to a male pro's serve. I don't think....'

"Kyaa!"

Due to the sheer force of the ball, Coach Elizabeth lost control of the racket and it flew out of her hand.

"Uhhh..." Chris stood there dumbfounded.

"Uhhh, Coach Elizabeth are you ok?" Chris finally asked.

When Coach Elizabeth looked at him, all he saw were tears in her eyes.

"You... If you were this good all along, why didn't you play like this in any other games. Do you know how many times we lost in nationals because of a 3-4? You were always one of the losing matches. If you were never good enough to beat kids in Queens High School, I would understand, but your skills are obviously in the national level or even at the global level! You're lucky you're a junior and the season just started or else I would've kicked your a.s.s so that sitting down would've been the hardest thing you have ever done in your life!" Coach Elizabeth shouted before going to the bench to sit down.

"Ummm... Coach Elizabeth about our match..."

"Hmph, obviously if your serve is that good, the other stuff must almost just as good. You won. I'm not going to beat that ever... For morning practice, do whatever you want. Push-ups, Sit-ups, Running, your choice," Coach Elizabeth said as she started to observe other matches.

'Awww s.h.i.+t... I kinda made her mad didn't I?' Chris thought while awkwardly laughing.

-As the opponent has surrendered, Host has completed the mission. The reward of 10,000 Hacker Points and 1 Golden Lottery Ticket has been given.-

'Yes! I was ready to say a lottery ticket goodbye, but who knew that spending Hacker Points was going to make me so broken that I could even beat the champion of the women's U.S. opens! Well since I have nothing to do anyways, let's get through the push-ups and sit-ups,'

Chris put down his racket, went to where all the backpacks were, and started his push-ups.

1!

2!

As he was doing push-ups, Coach Elizabeth discreetly turned her head towards him to observe him.

'Hmph, at least he's still exercising and not going through his phone like always. If he got c.o.c.ky and started to use his phone after beating me once, I would've beat him senseless,' Coach Elizabeth thought with a huff.

As Chris got to his 60th push-up, Coach Elizabeth's eyes started to widen.

'Hmm... this kid really was hiding his true strength. 60 push-ups at once is a lot for a high school kid,'

Coach Elizabeth looked at Chris with approval as he did more and more push-ups. However, when Chris got to his 250th push-up, Coach Elizabeth almost fell off the bench she was sitting on.

'250 push up?! How much has he been training? No, even if he trained endlessly for two years, he could have never done even more than 150 push-ups. What's going on? Where did he get all this strength? Is he pus.h.i.+ng himself?'

As Coach Elizabeth was about to go to stop him, she heard a loud annoying voice screaming at her.

"Coach Elizabeth, we're done with our 3 sets!" John shouted.

"Just rally a little more! Morning practice is almost over anyways!" Coach Elizabeth replied with annoyance in her tone.

After she was done giving out instructions, Coach Elizabeth looked more closely at Chris who did not look tired at all and seeing this, she decided to leave him alone. However, she still observed him to see how he would do.

260!

270!

350!

490!

495!

Chris' face started to get red and his movement started to get slower and his push-ups started to get sloppier.

496!

497!

498!

499!

500!

Chris fell and he felt as if he conquered the heavens.

"I did it! 500 push-ups! I finished 2/3 of the mission now. I'm too tired right now so I'll do the sit-ups later,"

Chris laid on his back and started to catch his breath.

On the side, Coach Elizabeth looked at him with utter surprise.

"5-5-500 push-ups at once? No one I know can even reach half of that let alone a high school boy? Is he on steroids? I swear to G.o.d if he is on steroids, I'm going to kill him! Chris come here this instant!" Coach Elizabeth shouted.

Chris looked towards Coach Elizabeth and he noticed that she was infuriated.

"Oh f.u.c.k, why is she angry? Did she just start to get mad about how I killed her with my serve?"

With extreme caution, Chris started to walk towards Coach Elizabeth.

"Why are so slow?! Faster! If you don't come here in 2 seconds, you're running a mile!" Coach Elizabeth shouted.

Chris immediately started to run as fast as he can and in moments, he arrived in front of Coach Elizabeth.

"Is there anything wrong Coach?" Chris asked.

"Chris, this is a serious matter alright!" Coach Elizabeth said to him with solemnity.

"Yes Coach," Chris said as he started to get serious as well.

"Don't lie to me alright. You were never the most athletic. At most you did only around 30 push-ups and even with that you would get so tired that you would pray to the heavens to just kill you. However, just now you have completed 500 push-ups, a feat that even many pros can't do. Furthermore, that last serve you did is so much stronger than all the other serves you have done in your high school tennis career. You can be honest with me. Are you on steroids right now?"

Chris looked at her with a dumbfounded face.

'Is she suspecting the Body Improvement Pills to be steroids. I mean she's not totally wrong, but the Body Improvement Pill permanently increases my stats without any side effects except for when I consume too much as once, so I guess it's technically not steroids,'

"No I am not on steroids Coach. It's absurd for you to think that way!" Chris said with a smile.

"Hmph, Chris, you better not be lying. If you said yes today, I would've let you off with a punishment of running 2 miles, but if it does turn out that you were taking steroids, you will be kicked off the team and I will personally make sure that you are suspended. I may be your coach, but I am also a pro and I absolutely abhor cheaters more than I love my students so if it turns out that you got an unfair advantage because of steroids or any other drugs, you will pay for it dearly understand?" Coach Elizabeth said with a frown.

'd.a.m.n she's hot even when she's angry!' Chris thought while his eyes started to move elsewhere.

"Alright Coach, I am not and will not ever use steroids that could temporarily increase my strengths to give myself an unfair advantage," Chris said with a deeper meaning hinted in his sentence.

"Alright. Morning practice is over. Shower in the locker room and get ready for cla.s.s," Coach Elizabeth said as she started to soften up her voice.

"Yes ma'am," Chris answered as he got ready to leave.