Everyone, whether inside or outside the Dao Proving Bridge, reeled in shock, and an earth-shattering uproar erupted.
"Jun Wangchen actually came first?!"
"He actually surpassed Murong Tianyi and Zhao Wuji?"
"My God, I remember him taking pictures with his phone at the start. He was so far behind, and he took first place in this preliminary round?"
As the images appeared, shocked discussions broke out almost everywhere.
In the physical pressure resistance zone, Murong Tianyi saw the images overhead. His face instantly went pale, as though he had been struck by lightning.
Jun Wangchen had snatched first place in the preliminaries!
Murong Tianyi's eyes turned bloodshot, as though someone had stolen the fruits of all his hard work.
"Damn it!" Murong Tianyi clenched his fist and slammed it into the ground.
At that moment, he felt that his dignity and reputation had been utterly destroyed.
It was as though an invisible hand had slapped him hard across the face, leaving it burning with pain.
"I won't accept this!" Murong Tianyi roared. With his mind in turmoil and the pressure too great, he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed unconscious.
Farther back, in the reverse-speed zone.
Zhao Wuji stood frozen, feeling as though something had clogged his chest. It was unbearably uncomfortable.
He had never imagined that Jun Wangchen would be the one to take first place in these preliminaries.
"I won't admit defeat!" He gritted his teeth and forced himself onward.
First place was gone, but taking second would do just as well.
Even farther back, in the pressure zone.
A trace of shock crossed Fang Yiqian's lovely face, then gave way to a complicated expression.
Ever since Jun Wangchen had appeared, he had overwhelmed her with an indescribable dominance. She had always been overshadowed by him,