"Both teams, get ready-"
"The mud relay officially begins!"
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At Director Niu's whistle, the first runners from both teams charged into the mud pit.
But after just one step, something was already wrong.
Both first runners, Muscleman A and Xiao Jingxi, sank into the mud.
"This is bad. The mud is so deep that never mind running, even moving normally is difficult," Liu Woxing said.
Yet Xiao Jingxi remained composed despite being trapped. He glanced at Muscleman A, who was equally stuck beside him, and calmly analyzed the situation.
"No, this is actually an opportunity for us, because they can't move either. As long as I get ahead of him..."
Before he could finish, Muscleman A suddenly roared, his muscles bulging.
"Aha!"
The next second, he planted both hands on the ground, raised his hips into a sprinter's starting position, and shot forward, his eyes gleaming green like a crazed bull unleashed.
"Ah-ho-ho-ho-ho-hey-ha-hey-wa-ya-ya-ya-ya-"
[Whose speakers came to life?!!]
[Bro, are you a car stereo? Running and blasting sound at the same time.]
[Sure enough, against absolute strength, all obstacles are meaningless.]
[How the hell are they supposed to compete with that?!]
The musclemen's advantage shone through in this round. While Xiao Jingxi was still struggling to pull his feet free, Muscleman A had already turned into a four-wheel-drive vehicle, flailing all four limbs as he tore ahead.
On the bank, the Assistant Director howled excitedly, "Go! Victory is ours!"
Running through the mud, Muscleman A smiled confidently.
Don't worry, Captain. Victory will definitely be... huh? Where did that wind come from?
A sudden gust blew up behind him. Muscleman A glanced back in confusion, and his pupils instantly widened.
Xiao Jingxi, who had been trapped just moments earlier, had suddenly gone berserk. He charged toward him like a ravenous