"Impossible. At this point, he could still accelerate?"
The black-clad young man's pupils contracted. Before this, they had already increased their speed twice in succession.
"What an extraordinary person. His control over strength, speed, explosive power, and stamina are all at the very pinnacle. Even if his other aspects are lacking, they could not be lacking by much."
The speed Ye Chen unleashed in an instant stunned Lu Wenxiu, Qiao Erlang, and the others.
"Third place comes with two God Coins, at the very least. I have to take it."
The black panther's body rapidly wriggled, finally transforming into a leopardman. Behind him, a pair of black feathered wings beat at an astonishing frequency. Because the track held immense gravity, running was faster than flying, so the wings did not lift the leopardman into the air. Instead, every step he took was equivalent to ten steps by others, like air-current propellers.
"Then let's compete!"
Below Lu Wenxiu's knees, his muscles twisted into coils, like highly elastic springs. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—Lu Wenxiu's speed rapidly climbed, leaving behind one solid afterimage after another.
"Forget it. Though I, Qiao Erlang, have stamina, I fall far short in speed."
Qiao Erlang gave up competing for the top three.
"Until the very last moment, no one knows what the outcome will be."
The saber wielder showed no discouragement at all, bursting forth in speed from time to time, though he would quickly slow down again.
"Baili Hun, sometimes you ought to relax as well. Maintaining your fighting spirit at its absolute peak at all times comes at a tremendous cost. You might end up taking the long way around," Qiao Erlang cautioned.
Baili Hun, ranked tenth on the Celestial King Rankings, was known as the Soul-Severing Blade.
"I'm afraid that if I slacken even once,