God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 304 - 325: Crossing the Finish Line with You

Chapter 304: Chapter 325: Crossing the Finish Line with You

Bai Yuan’s body was directly hit from behind by a shadowy figure, and he first landed face down, his features violently smashing into the ground, instantly becoming a bloody mess, letting out a scream.

As for Bai Yuan’s limbs, they naturally suffered bumps and scrapes, and from the pain he felt, he was at least bleeding from abrasions.

Bai Yuan’s head first reeled with dizziness and swelling. He struggled to lift his head slightly, only to see two feet hopping in place right in front of him.

Bai Yuan roared furiously, his bloodied face grotesquely twisted as he shouted angrily, "Damn it, I’ll kill you!"

Roaring, Bai Yuan got up from the ground, momentarily forgetting the severe pain on his face. However, when he clearly saw the person in front of him, he was suddenly startled, "It’s actually you!"

Fang Yi smiled slightly and said, "It’s me."

Bai Yuan roared, "Fang Yi, I’m going all out against you!"

Suddenly, Bai Yuan threw a punch at Fang Yi.

Fang Yi chuckled coldly, his feet never stopping, maintaining his pacing on the spot. As Bai Yuan’s punch came flying, Fang Yi jumped and dodged to the side of Bai Yuan.

The gap between Bai Yuan and Fang Yi was too great, naturally Bai Yuan couldn’t react in time, and in that gap, Fang Yi landed a slap.

Slap!

A bloody palm print immediately appeared on Bai Yuan’s mutilated face, making it even more humiliating. It could be said that the previous Bai Yuan had never been in such a disgraceful state, but now he was, for the first time in his life.

"Fang Yi! Even if it costs me my life, I will fight you!" Bai Yuan’s eyes turned red.

However, with the significant disparity in strength, Bai Yuan’s fierce yelling was futile.

"Strength is not something you can achieve by just yelling," Fang Yi sneered.

Bang!

Another punch was thrown.

Bai Yuan’s chest was struck, sending him flying backward to crash against a tree, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. By the time he landed on the ground, he had no strength left to fight.

Fang Yi jogged over to where Bai Yuan lay, and this time Bai Yuan could not stand up.

"Your strength is really poor. Didn’t Bai Mingqi tell you that I am very formidable?" said Fang Yi.

This came across as somewhat arrogant; however, Bai Yuan was powerless to argue because it was the truth.

Suddenly, a shiver ran through Bai Yuan, as if he had just realized something. His expression drastically changed, and his change in demeanor did not escape Fang Yi’s notice.

Fang Yi sneered, "So Bai Mingqi didn’t tell you about my strength."

This remark hit Bai Yuan’s weak spot.

Fang Yi also guessed that Bai Mingqi had sent his own brother to confront him without informing Bai Yuan about Fang Yi’s true strength, clearly intending to use Bai Yuan as a pawn.

But this wasn’t something Fang Yi cared about; he had no inclination to sympathize with Bai Yuan, who was now out of the game, exactly what Fang Yi wanted.

Fang Yi continued to run forward, this time slowing his pace, waiting for the girl with the buns on her head.

However, the first to catch up was Meng Zhengyi. Seeing Fang Yi, Meng Zhengyi smiled and said, "You monster, finally caught up with you."

Having dealt with the trouble that was Bai Yuan, Fang Yi was in a better mood. Coupled with his favorable impression of Meng Zhengyi, he joked, "Wasn’t I the Duck Egg Prince? When did I become a monster?"

Meng Zhengyi replied, "With the speed you had just now, like a race car, it was really frightening. Isn’t that monstrous?"

Fang Yi sighed, "Alas, I had wanted to keep my strength hidden, but it got exposed."

Meng Zhengyi rolled his eyes and said, "That’s really demoralizing."

At this moment, Meng Zhengyi was already breathing heavily, and it became very difficult for him to talk with Fang Yi. So, Fang Yi let him keep pace with his own slower running rhythm. After a while, Meng Zhengyi felt much more relieved and surprised joy appeared on his face.

With Fang Yi intentionally slowing down, the girl with buns finally caught up. She looked a bit unsteady, delighted to see Fang Yi, but then let out a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.

Fang Yi, upon seeing her, dashed over in a flash and caught the girl with the bun haircut who was about to fall. He scooped her up, embracing her back and knees in a princess carry.

The girl’s pretty face flushed red, weakly she said, "I... I don’t want to... give up. I want to join... Dragon Team."

Holding her, Fang Yi smiled and said, "Okay, I’ll let you join Dragon Team."

Then, Fang Yi lifted the girl up onto his back, while she gently clung to his neck, not letting herself fall, yet she seemed troubled, "But I... don’t want to hold you back."

"You won’t hold me back. I’ll carry you past the finish line," Fang Yi assured her. Somehow, this girl with a bun incited in Fang Yi a burst of tender affection; he felt an urge to protect her.

Perhaps it was her innocence, or her guilelessness, but in the end, it seemed Fang Yi was influenced by her cheer of "You can do it!", even though he didn’t need encouragement.

Thus, Fang Yi, carrying the girl, started running up the mountain trail, and at the same time, entered the fifth lap.

Seeing this, Meng Zhengyi exclaimed, "Brother Fang Yi, is... is this not against the rules?"

Fang Yi just smiled, not saying anything. Since he was already doing it, it didn’t matter whether it was against the rules or not.

From afar, in a trailing off-road vehicle, Li Zhengnan saw this scene and revealed a faint smile, murmuring to himself softly, "This kid is really interesting."

...

Though he was carrying the girl with the bun, Fang Yi didn’t feel tired. The "Evil Desire Scripture" inside him operated continuously, True Qi flowing incessantly. Coupled with his inherently robust body, his breathing was the only thing slightly disturbed, nothing more.

Meanwhile, at the finish line, some had already arrived.

"First place, Fang Mutian!"

"Second place, Song Ya."

"Third place, Bai Rou."

"Fourth place..."

As the names were announced one by one, numerous youths reached the finish line in succession; those whose names were called out first were the frontrunners, also the first to arrive at the end.

But only the top ten were announced, after which no names were called; they only needed to register for documentation.

Wei Rui approached a youth, saying with a smile, "Mutian, well done."

However, the youth was cold, ignoring Wei Rui completely.

Wei Rui, having been snubbed but aware of Fang Mutian’s standing, didn’t dare show displeasure. He moved to another youth, smiling, "Song Ya."

Song Ya, on the other hand, smiled back, saying, "Instructor." Yet, his smile persistently bore a chill that kept others at bay.

"Hmm, nicely done," Wei Rui complimented.

Then, Wei Rui glanced toward a middle-aged man not far away, giving a cold smile.

Chen Feng, with a grass stalk in his mouth, anxiously watched the mountain path. He feared that Zhao Guosheng’s recommendation might falter right here during this physical test.

Just then, someone cried out in astonishment, "Look! Isn’t that the Egg Prince?"

Many looked over.

"No way, why is he carrying someone on his back?"

"Yeah, what is this? That should be against the rules, right?"

"Damn, I’m tired as a dog, and he can still carry a girl. It’s infuriating!"

Many were shocked upon realizing that Fang Yi had a girl on his back.

Even the normally icy Fang Mutian turned to look that way; upon recognizing the figure, the corners of his mouth curled into a cold sneer.

"He really knows how to show off, but he won’t be able to for much longer," Fang Mutian muttered to himself, a trace of darkness flashing through his eyes.