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Bridge Yard Beats
The sound of the shuttlecock hitting the racket surface echoed loudly in the gymnasium of the National Badminton Training Center, mixed with the sound of rubber shoes rubbing on the shiny wooden floor. Dang Thao Vy backed up close to the baseline, her eyes fixed on the ball that was coming at a speed that only those who had practiced for many years could accurately judge the landing point. She jumped up, swung her right arm with all her strength from her hip to her shoulder, the cross-court smash hit straight into the corner of the opponent's court at a speed that made the stands scattered for a few minutes...
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