Chapter Forty-Eight: What a Run
Chu Ling and the others left in the dust, although each person's qualifications and backgrounds were different, but their running style, if someone paid close attention to it, it could be found that it was surprisingly similar.
Qi Nanhai saw this Chu Ling and them disappear quickly at the end of the woods, his heart was full of disdain, half an hour later, Qi Nanhai and his group were sure enough, seeing Chu Ling and a group of them jogging leisurely not far in front of them, which was much worse than the speed at which they were moving evenly.
"Hahaha, see it, they don't have the strength to do it just now!"
"Hehe, this kind of IQ, really..."
"Brother Qi, let's work harder and surpass them!"
"Let's go, brothers!"
Qi Nanhai's team launched an attack on Chu Ling's team in front of them.
But when they just started, Chu Ling's back was like having eyes, and they also increased their speed, and it was like a sprint at the start.
"Wait!
Qi Nanhai's eyes flashed with shrewd cunning, and he drank in time to catch up with the brothers who were eager to try, and finally sneered, as if they had seen through the enemy's tricks, and said with a smile: "Don't chase, everyone, they are now holding on to a breath of strength to accelerate, just to lure us into the bait, and want us to spend our strength with them, don't be fooled!"
Qi Nanhai's words woke up the dreamer, and everyone nodded yes, praising Qi Nanhai's outstanding wisdom, and this running competition will definitely win against Chu Ling and other amateur players.
Under some sweet words, Qi Nanhai was about to fly lightly, completely carried away, and the group was still praising each other and moving forward at a uniform speed.
After another half an hour, Qi Nanhai and the others spotted Chu Ling and them farther ahead, advancing at a slower pace.
"Hmph, as I expected, the reason why they stopped was just to let us also accompany them to consume physical strength, I just won't be fooled, see what other tricks you have!" Qi Nanhai said in his heart.
The flattery around him immediately pulled his thoughts back to reality, for a period of time, he, a nobleman, had not enjoyed the praise of the people around him, all because of Chu Ling and Li Muwu, the two bastards, they snatched away their halo.
Qi Nanhai thought so, but as long as he can defeat the two of them today, plus the hole card in his hand, hum......
Wait! Glory, brilliance, women...
Everything that belongs to me, I will personally get it back!
Another half an hour passed, and the long-term exercise made Qi Nanhai and their team gradually quiet, although they had worked hard to distribute their Yuan Force equally, but the soreness in their muscles still inevitably surged up.
As everyone was getting tired, the group was quieter, and occasionally someone would complain.
At this time, the sun had climbed into the air, and the scorching sun stimulated everyone's nerves, and the throat was like a dry field, stirring fire and smoking.
However, what made them feel most depressed was that since they saw Chu Ling's back from a distance for the second time, they had never seen Chu Ling for such a long period of time?
"Brother Qi, why have we been running for so long and haven't met them yet!" After a while, a disciple finally couldn't suppress the panic in his heart and asked Qi Nanhai.
For a while, all the people fell silent, and they didn't dare to imagine that Chu Ling and they had already run far in front of them.
Could it be that they are hiding, or have taken a shortcut?" Qi Nanhai frowned and said suspiciously.
Thinking of this, Qi Nanhai seemed to have suddenly discovered something, yes, it must be so, they have exhausted their strength, and it is absolutely impossible to appear in front of us.
What's the use of hiding, this is a running race, not a latent race, then only a shortcut is left, did they actually find a shortcut?
As soon as he thought of this, Qi Nanhai let go of the tension in his heart, and secretly rejoiced: Chu Ling, Chu Ling! If usually, I would be helpless if you took a shortcut, but today, if you do more injustice and seek death by yourself, I can't blame me!
Thinking of that kind face, Qi Nanhai couldn't help but smile innocently, with him supporting the children of my Tianshui Qi family, Chu Ling must be self-defeating this time.
"Don't worry, I promise you, no matter what tricks his surname Chu plays, we will win this time!"
The corners of Qi Nanhai's mouth curled, revealing a confident arc, although the different voices were suppressed by him, but an atmosphere of worry could not stop spreading.
Another half an hour passed, and a strong sense of exhaustion pressed on everyone's body, making them dare not take any more breaths.
In fact, once before, they had already taken a break halfway before, and stopped to meditate to recover the Yuan Force - in their thinking, only meditation could restore the Yuan Force, and only the monks of the Heavenly Palace Realm could do it, which was also the common sense of this world.
Although there is still a little Yuan Force left in the body, exhaustion is not something that Yuan Force can resist, especially these people are not people with strong minds, otherwise they would not have chosen to give up after hearing about Chu Ling's training difficulty yesterday.
"The end is ahead! Everyone hurry up!" Qi Nanhai waved his arms, desperately urging all his subordinates to rush forward.
A few of the new disciples lacked cultivation, and gradually they couldn't keep up with everyone's pace, and the rest of the old disciples with a lot of strength saw that victory was in front of them, and they couldn't take care of them anymore, so they threw off their arms and rushed towards the end of the corner.
Those helpless new disciples felt that their hearts were cold, and they showed a deep look of disappointment.
"Ah!" Nineteen Xuan-level combat skills stimulated Qi Nanhai to roar, regardless of the dissipation of power, he took the lead and rushed to the forefront.
"Come on, come on!" At the finish line, Chu Ling and the nineteen of them heard Qi Nanhai's angry roar, and they all poked their necks to look around the corner.
I saw Qi Nanhai's hands swinging violently, his eyes were round like a toad, and his neck was stalked, revealing his green tendons.
The clothes and belts were flying in the wind, Qi Nanhai rushed over the finish line, and the eighteen disciples of Chu Ling's group came out from behind the corner one after another, applauding and shouting with confidence: "Okay! Run well! Run really fast!"
The noisy compliments were as if everyone was praising the brave cockfights all the time.
And the most irritating thing is that they are the first to reach the finish line, but they praise Qi Nanhai for running fast, which is a great irony in itself.
The people behind Qi Nanhai saw that Chu Ling and the others had reached the finish line one step ahead, and they all stopped running wildly, revealing frustrated expressions.
Only those new disciples who fell at the end suddenly became happy, didn't you run fast? Now it is useless how fast you run, they have already reached the finish line one step ahead of us.
There is no shortage of this kind of person at any time, it is okay if you are not good, it is not good to ask everyone to follow him, once someone is better than yourself, you must do everything possible to pull people down, and then look at others with the eyes of a passerby.
Listening to the ridicule around him, Qi Nanhai sneered with a nonchalant face, and then returned to his original state, as if everything was under his control.
"Qi Nanhai, do you still have something to say?" Lian He stood up and looked at Qi Nanhai.
"Of course there is, but not to you!"
Qi Nanhai grinned and sneered, took out a small order flag from his arms, recited an obscure forbidden spell, and threw it into the sky......