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"I...no...ah!" After a long time, Di Yang slowly came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that now was not the time to be sad.

Di Yang turned and flew towards the front of the track. His steps were heavy and firm. He knew that this was his responsibility as a competitor...

"Damn, this boy, how did he develop such skills? He actually possesses such superb techniques!" Just in front of the boy, another boy stared at his smooth movements with gaping eyes and couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement.

But how could he know that the seemingly ordinary corn field could actually produce truly extraordinary skills?

At this time, Shang Ying in Dong Ying's body said to Dong Ying solemnly: "Dong Ying, you must concentrate on turning every corner, because every corner you turn is like a fleeting shooting star, and you will not have another chance."

"Don't worry, I understand." Dongying replied firmly.

"Oh, this is so thrilling!" The man in red suddenly appeared beside Dong Ying like lightning, flying at lightning speed and saying, "Jingcheng."

"Several hours have passed, and no one knows who will be the first to arrive in Jingcheng?" At this moment, the audience who had already arrived in Jingcheng through the author's teleportation array were standing on the city wall, gazing at the distant slope and talking.

At this moment, on the city wall, there was a man wearing a black robe with a white cloth tied on his hands, leaning against it. He was as tall and strong as a mountain, and even though he was wearing a black robe, his sturdy figure was still looming. This man was Xinghuo, and he was currently disguised in Jingcheng in Chang'an's heart.

"Here they come, look!" Suddenly a scream came from the crowd on the city wall.

"What?" someone asked curiously.

"What it is?"

"Is it a human?" someone said in surprise, looking at the huge monster.

"No!" At this moment, suddenly, like a sleeping giant beast slowly waking up, something appeared on the slope. It was a pointy object, like a sharp sword, piercing the sky.

Soon, everyone saw clearly that the object was actually a small war spaceship. At this moment, this small war spaceship was seen rushing past like a flash of lightning. A wisp of gray smoke immediately appeared behind its flight path, as if a giant gray dragon appeared in the air at the city gate with its fangs and claws bared.

Then, it fell to the ground like a meteor. The huge friction with the ground produced a large amount of smoke, which spread to the surroundings like a surging wave.

However, it did not stop, but continued to gallop towards the city like a wild horse, and soon passed through the streets and alleys of Jingcheng and came to the back door...

Soon, as this small warship flew over the main gate of Jingcheng like an agile eagle, the spectators on the gate shouted "one" excitedly. Then, a figure flew over from the slope. A black-robed woman sitting on a mid-level flying magic circle flew over like a light butterfly.

When she flew past the city gate, the audience above also counted "two". At this time, another young man came. He was standing on an eighth-level mysterious weapon and flew past the city gate as fast as a gust of wind. The audience also counted "three" and "four"...

At this time, Dongying also jumped up slowly from the slope like a group of ferocious wolves, followed by a dozen figures. There were countless lights behind them, falling behind them like stars. Their figures were as fast as lightning and blurred.

They fell to the ground as fast as a storm, splashing dust all over the sky, and then ran towards the city gate as fast as an arrow. Until Dongying passed the city gate, the audience shouted "March 8" loudly...

Soon, the audience counted to "ninety-nine", and at this moment, there was a bright red figure outside the hillside, like a burning flame, quickly condensing the mysterious power into two red dazzling halos behind him. The halos were spinning rapidly, like two scorching suns. His figure was moving fast like a ghost, and there were three or five figures beside him that were moving equally fast. That person was Fire Princess.

"Ah, is there only one spot left?" At this moment, Huo Ji was like an arrow shot from a bow, she crossed the hillside and jumped into the air as lightly as a bird. Her sharp eyes were like lightning, and she instantly saw the city gate not far away, and she also saw the eye-catching number "99" at the gate, which meant that there was only one spot left!

"No, if this continues, I'm afraid... It seems I have to use some tricks!" At this time, a blue figure on the other side caught a glimpse of Huo Ji. He knew very well that if he continued like this, Huo Ji would be the last contestant to advance... So, without hesitation, he condensed the little remaining profound energy in front of his hands like a torrent, and suddenly struck in the direction of Huo Ji.

However, at the moment he made his move, a huge wave of mysterious force suddenly erupted from his back, like a volcanic eruption. The condensed ball of light exploded on his back, and he fell to the ground suddenly like a meteor that was hit. His whole body rolled and rubbed violently with the stones on the ground. His body was suddenly covered with countless scars. It turned out that at the moment he attacked Huo Ji, a golden figure behind him quietly attacked him like a ghost.

At this time, Huo Ji was almost at the city gate. She was staring intently at the front and didn't notice the light ball coming at her like a cannonball. At this critical moment, Xinghuo condensed the red mysterious power at lightning speed, and when everyone was unprepared, his mysterious power hit the light ball behind Huo Ji like a sharp sword.

At this time, all the audience and contestants thought that this was an attack launched by the contestants and did not pay much attention to it. The great saints and kings behind them were more concerned about the wounded who had already fallen to the ground, and did not pay attention to this action. This led to Huo Ji passing through the gate of Jingcheng as fast as the wind and becoming the last contestant to advance...

"Damn it, are you still too late?"

"I'm not reconciled!"

"Oh, forget it, we've already lost, let's go back and see our junior brother!" At this moment, when the contestants who followed behind saw the eye-catching number 100 on the city wall, they were struck by lightning and stood still in an instant.