Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 608 - 609: Little Traitor

Chapter 608: Chapter 609: Little Traitor

Song Xiaodong was indeed not a professional, he merely stretched out his hand to grab the highest protrusion within reach, then lifted his foot to the lowest one he could step on, and as it seemed his foot stabilized, he then straightened his body and switched hands to reach for another hold above, moving like a snail climbing a tree, who knew which year of the monkey he would reach the top.

Li Xiaoying said, "Pfft, I say Lin Shu, your uncle really is the greenest of the green."

The corner of Lin Shu’s mouth twitched, she wanted to retort a few words, but felt she really had nothing to argue about, so she just shut her mouth and didn’t even want to look anymore.

Above five meters, the difficulty increased, the young man was not climbing as fast now, and he was much more cautious too—if he carelessly lost his grip, that would truly be a great loss. Since the other guy was so slow, he could afford to gradually climb upward.

So he secured his grip and then moved upward, but even these movements became quick, quickly reaching the last two meters plus that jutted out.

Arriving there, that was the truly hardest part, the young man took a deep breath, his hands each grasped a protrusion, then he loosened his feet, and his body was completely suspended in the air, hanging by the strength of his two hands.

Now attempting to ascend further was entirely reliant on arm strength, one hand holding on, while the other hand reached out for a hold above, as this required one arm to mobilize the strength of the entire body, that was indeed very difficult, and at that moment, even if he wanted to speed up he couldn’t.

Song Xiaodong’s speed was still leisurely, below five meters it was that pace and above five meters it was the same, like a snail climbing a wall, regardless of the angle, his speed was unaffected.

And at the final two meters, Song Xiaodong was hanging by his arms, his body suspended in air, still maintaining that pace, his hands alternatingly pulling himself up slowly, seemingly no different from below.

"Fuck! Xiao Hui, hurry the hell up, he is catching up!"

It was only then that Xiao Hui realized Song Xiaodong had already reached his side, and he was immediately panic-stricken, rallying his strength trying to speed up, but at that spot, even if he wanted to race, he couldn’t, and this rush made him panic, almost causing him to lose his grip, though fortunately he stabilized at the last moment.

But Song Xiaodong just leisurely, unhurriedly passed by him and lightly slapped the red heart symbolizing victory at the very top.

"Ah!" Lin Shu was dumbstruck, it took her a long while to recover her senses, how could he have won? This wasn’t logical, Song Xiaodong’s movements were so slow, how could he possibly win?

By then, Song Xiaodong and Xiao Hui had already slid down the rope, Xiao Hui unable to accept it said, "It was my carelessness just now, dare to have another round?"

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "No more, if we compete again, I’ll lose."

Li Xiaoying and Xiao Hui immediately frowned, that was just shameless, why did that make them so angry?

"Oh yeah!" It was then Lin Shu finally snapped back to reality, rushed to Song Xiaodong’s side, grabbed his arm, and gave him a few vigorous shakes, exclaiming, "We won, we won, uncle you were awesome!"

Song Xiaodong chuckled softly, "It was luck, if he hadn’t been so careless in the beginning, I wouldn’t have caught up."

So he said, but actually Song Xiaodong felt this was too easy, the enhanced training he had undergone in the past, even tougher rock climbing than this, which not only had no safety ropes but also required him to carry a load and mainly, those cliffs didn’t have fixed places for his hands or feet; sometimes he had to leap two meters just to find the next foothold, so compared to such climbing, this was child’s play, but he didn’t want to show off in front of these kids.

"Hey, hey, Li Xiaoying, ten thousand yuan, ten thousand yuan." Lin Shu said gleefully to Li Xiaoying.

Li Xiaoying tightened the corners of her mouth and said, "You only won one game, and there’s still the cool run to go. If you lose that, it’ll be a tie."

Lin Shu’s confidence in Song Xiaodong suddenly surged and she said, "Alright, then we’ll ask him for twenty thousand yuan then."

"Hmm, if he has the ability to do that." Li Xiaoying glared at the two of them and turned to walk toward a room on the side.

"You have so much confidence in me?" Song Xiaodong and Lin Shu followed behind, asking with a smile.

Lin Shu said with a giggle, "Hehe, uncle you’re the best, I believe you will absolutely win."

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "That’s right. If I win, someone will warm my bed, and then at night any position will be possible."

"Ah!" Lin Shu paused in her step, pulling on Song Xiaodong to stop as well.

"What? Having second thoughts?" The smile on Song Xiaodong’s face grew broader.

Feeling mocked by Song Xiaodong, Lin Shu tilted her head up and said, "When did I say I had second thoughts? I, Lin Shu, stand by my words, but you have to keep winning the upcoming games before you say anything."

"No problem." Song Xiaodong agreed readily.

Lin Shu’s mouth twitched slightly, and she muttered to herself that in the last game Song Xiaodong won probably because of his strength, but the cool run was about being calculating. Being a doctor, uncle hardly had the time to play such games, it was probably a no-go. Anyway, winning one game and losing another wasn’t a disgrace; she had perfectly completed her mission.

They had now arrived at a cool run course with several setups that basically required running from one end to the other. However, due to some special setups, the most challenging part involved running sideways along a wall, and it was not just a single step that would suffice. The distances varied; the longest was over three meters, requiring about three steps on the wall.

The final endpoint was a wall that you needed to sprint towards, take a few steps on, and then do a backflip to hit the highest little bell.

This required much skill, and a young boy, Little Chen Bing gloatingly said to Song Xiaodong, "My best time is thirty-six seconds. Can you handle that?"

"Let’s give it a try." Song Xiaodong still looked nonchalant.

"Then I’ll go first." After Chen Bing spoke, he went to the starting point, and with a shout to start, he dashed forward.

Watching Chen Bing running ahead, now soaring, now running along the wall, the obstacles seemed to pose no threat to him at all.

"Ding!" With the ringing of the bell, Chen Bing’s time froze at thirty-eight seconds.

"It’s your turn." Li Xiaoying gestured at Song Xiaodong with her chin.

As Song Xiaodong approached the starting point, Lin Shu found herself secretly muttering, "Lose, just lose, you definitely won’t beat the master." Surprisingly, she had become a little betrayer.