Fei Peng, Gu Ao, and Ling Tian competed in speed. Fei Peng edged ahead of Ling Tian, while Gu Ao wasn't left too far behind either. In other words, there wasn't much difference between the three of them when it came to flying speed.
"Though I still have some strength left, I don't believe you've held nothing back, fellow Daoist." Fei Peng's expression was resolute. "As I said before, even if I won a speed contest, it wouldn't be a fair victory, since everyone in the God Realm knows our Carefree Sect is the fastest."
"What do you mean, an unfair victory? A win is a win, and a loss is a loss." Gu Ao raised his voice. He glanced at Ling Tian. "I knew I couldn't match Brother Fei Peng's speed, but I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Ling Tian to be so fast too. I'm truly impressed this time."
"I just got lucky." Ling Tian smiled, then looked at Gu Ao. "Fellow Daoist Gu Ao, you can decide what we compete in next. After that, it'll be Brother Fei Peng's turn. That's only fair."
"Heh, then I won't stand on ceremony. Losing the speed contest left me a little dissatisfied." Though he said he was dissatisfied, his face was wreathed in smiles. As he spoke, he looked at Fei Peng.
"If Fellow Daoist Ling Tian has left it up to you, then you can decide. I don't mind what we compete in." Fei Peng spoke calmly. He had already beaten Gu Ao, so he didn't mind losing the next round to him. What he cared about was competing with Ling Tian.
"Heh, since the last round was Brother Fei Peng's greatest strength, let's make this round my greatest strength. That way, I'll feel a little more balanced." Gu Ao