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Chapter 322 - 320, The First Person in Speed Skiing! (Third Update)_1

Chapter 322: 320, The First Person in Speed Skiing! (Third Update)_1

All the previous denials of Knight not being the first in the field of downhill skiing were about speed.

Consider that 70 kph really can’t compare to someone else’s 249.9 kph. Ren He also knew where the problem lay.

But now things are different; this time, he’s come for the speed.

Standing at the edge of the peak, Ren He felt the urge to jump every minute and every second. It was a desire for flight deep within the soul. Who among humanity doesn’t wish to fly freely? But such supernatural ability does not exist in reality, and Ren He could not do it either.

But when he leapt from the top of the snow mountain, he truly felt as if he were soaring freely through the air—a liberating sensation.

This was the standard Leap of Faith from Assassin’s Creed. However, in the standard move, it involved a 270-degree flip and a landing on the back. It looked cool but one could imagine that if one really did a 270-degree flip and landed on their back, even on snow, Ren He would not be able to stand up properly again.

So, he chose to do a full 360-degree flip, and upon landing on the snowy slope, he began his downhill ski!

Ren He even had it all planned out; when the game Assassin’s Creed comes out, he’ll personally endorse it, and even shoot a promotional video for it! The Red Scarf icon would also become one of the new outfits in Assassin’s Creed.

In fact, this leap from Assassin’s Creed had dazzled countless people in Ren He’s previous life. After Assassin’s Creed, all actions of jumping down from high places in games would be called the Leap of Faith, and numerous real-life imitations were born. Netizens’ enthusiasm for mimicking this move showed no signs of fading.

And at this moment, before the game had even been created, Ren He had brought this move to life. His graceful motion and the rush of the rapid descent sent shivers down the spine of everyone watching from the summit. It was an explosive thrill that touched the depths of their hearts!

Those waiting on the north slope thought Ren He would speed up gradually, like every other downhill skiing challenger, only reaching the most exciting and adrenaline-fueled part after diving nearly a hundred meters. But they never expected that the excitement and surprise would start from the very first second!

"This motherfucker is Knight! I’ve started worshiping him too!" shouted an excitable climber at an altitude of 8,400 meters behind his oxygen mask.

"Seeing him, I feel like I’ve lived in vain..."

Liu Erbao yelled into the high-power walkie-talkie, "Did the 8,400-meter camera catch that shot?!"

"Got it!"

"Perfect! Fucking awesome!" Liu Erbao paced back and forth in the 7,200-meter camp, his inner fire rekindled by Ren He.

Why did he love making videos for Ren He so much? Wasn’t it because each shoot shook him to his core?

Liu Erbao was so eager to confirm the shot from above because he knew that if they captured that footage, his new promotional video would already be half successful!

Jiang Haoyang and others lay on the edge of the snowy peak, watching Ren He’s rapid descent. They wanted to see the whole thrilling skiing session, as if their own souls were being elevated with that extreme speed.

The Sherpa Leader said, "We must go down now. This was his instruction; I must ensure you descend on time."

Everyone reluctantly stood up. Liu Bing regretfully said, "There should be a video. Let’s watch the full version on it. I think I could watch that leap 20 times!"

"I’ll watch it 30 times!"

"Right now, I just want to jump down and join him... I feel like it must be so exciting to leap down like that..." Li Yifan said, pursing his lips.

At this moment, they even forgot their exhaustion, and the only thing they could remember was Ren He’s leap of faith!

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Both of Ren He’s feet were fixed on the snowboard, his speed so fast that it made everyone feel he wasn’t skiing but in free fall without any support—just too fast!

From a distance, his run this time was a straight line, descending along the altitude difference, with no pauses, no hesitation—his gaze only held calmness and tenacity.

Faster, even faster!

Ordinary people would experience an unavoidable sense of fear when their relative moving speed exceeds 180 kph because it’s not a pace they can control or react to in time. Once the brain can’t keep up with the rhythm of bodily movement, a sensation of losing control is inevitable!

But Ren He had no such feeling now. His reflexes were as quick and robust as his physical condition!

Even at that moment, he could clearly discern the path he was to follow and make slight adjustments to his posture.

At such speeds, he couldn’t afford to move carelessly, for even a minor movement would result in a huge deviation in angle!

He had thought he would be nervous.

He had thought he would be afraid.

But when he actually reached such speeds, the sensation it brought was one of exhilaration he had never before experienced—speed thrilling his nerves, pumping him up with excitement over and over again.

It seemed as if he truly belonged here, belonged to this velocity!

The thick blanket of snow on Mount Everest was like a vast, tranquil ocean, and he was slicing through the waves!

The beat of "fade" in his headphones tapped rhythmically against his heart, as he breathed fiercely, more and more intensely!

Each time Ren He risked his life, it was a do-or-die effort, reclaiming the courage that was inherent but gradually eroded away by life.

When he zoomed past the 7,200-meter-high camp, Liu Erbao accurately stopped the timing device, and the LCD screen displayed astonishing numbers: 261.12!

He had broken the world record!

"We did it!"

"The top spot in the speed skiing world has changed hands from today!"

The expedition leader, standing beside Liu Erbao, said blankly, "I find it hard to believe that anyone could ever surpass him. There can’t possibly be anyone faster, right?!"

"I also think no one will surpass him!" Liu Erbao roared excitedly, completely disregarding his mild oxygen deficiency.

It was just like the slogan on the TK promotional image: No one can surpass him, not before, nor in the future.

Liu Erbao yelled into the high-powered walkie-talkie, "Brothers, work’s done, let’s go down the mountain for a drink, I’ve had enough of the thin air up here on Everest!"

"Haha, I’ve had enough too, let’s have a drink!"

"I need to take a hot shower first, I feel like I stink!"

After passing the 7,200-meter mark, Ren He started to slow down, feeling a sense of reluctance even as he decelerated.

But he could not speed up anymore. Ren He was grateful that Liu Erbao and the others had come to witness everything. Having once again faced life and death, he too wanted to hurry and drink some alcohol to calm his nerves!

It was only when his heart’s contractions and the thrill from the adrenaline began to subside as his speed decreased that he felt a hint of fear.

Ren He knew that this time he needed to take a good, long rest.

He had always felt he had endless energy, so unlike others, he never thought he needed a proper period of rest. But now, after two summit attempts and two ski descents down the mountain, Ren He finally felt weary.

It was a weariness of the mind.

Turns out it wasn’t that his mindset could remain perpetually strong; it was just that he had never truly reached his limit before.

Ren He finally understood where the threshold of his mental state lay.

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