Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!.

In the audience, members of the Min clan stood up excitedly and cheered for their idols.

Their shouts rose and fell like surging waves, and the passionate cheers gathered into an extremely powerful force, inspiring the players on the field to keep moving forward.

Dugu Bo and Xiao Zi also stood quietly in the audience, their eyes focused and tense, staring closely at every detail of the competition. In their hearts, they silently prayed and blessed the players.

Next is Group B where Lu Lingfeng is located.

With the referee's whistle, the game began.

Lu Lingfeng was like an agile cheetah, shooting out from the starting line swiftly.

The pace of his legs moving was like a storm, and every step he took was powerful and rhythmic.

His eyes were fixed on the front, and the firmness in his eyes was as unshakable as steel, and the determination was as sharp as a blade. His speed was like a flash of lightning, passing through the track, leaving an amazing track.

Wherever he went, it seemed as if the air was torn apart.

Even on the curve, Lu Lingfeng showed no sign of slowing down.

His body tilted slightly, like a sailboat sailing steadily in a storm, maintaining high speed in a nearly perfect posture.

"Come on! Lu Lingfeng!"

"My god! Go!"

In the audience stands, the shouts were deafening, and the entire stadium was filled with cheers.

finally.

Amid the expectant gazes and enthusiastic cheers of the crowd, Lu Lingfeng undoubtedly crossed the finish line first with a huge advantage and successfully advanced to the next round.

His face looked unusually calm, without a trace of emotion.

Because his goal is not just to advance, but to win the championship!

In the subsequent men's group C and group D competitions, the players were not to be outdone.

They were rubbing their hands at the starting line, waiting for the race to begin.

After the whistle sounded, the contestants rushed forward and competed with their best strength.

With the end of the Group C and Group D matches, the atmosphere in the entire stadium became more heated.

The tribesmen are looking forward to the next competition and more exciting performances from the players.

"Next up is the women's competition! Group A, please go to the starting point and get ready!"

The women's competition is about to begin, and the audience's eyes are full of anticipation.

Among the many contestants, Pei Xijun was particularly eye-catching. She was wearing a light white slim-fitting suit, the slim design perfectly outlined her energetic figure. Her eyes revealed determination and confidence.

With the referee's whistle, the women's competition officially began.

In an instant, the entire stadium seemed to be ignited and the atmosphere reached a climax.

Pei Xijun rushed out from the starting line like a light swallow. Her reaction speed was extremely fast. At the moment the whistle sounded, her body was like a spring ejected, rushing forward quickly, leaving only an afterimage of the starting point.

Pei Xijun's starting speed amazed the audience.

They all stood up and cheered for her wonderful performance.

"Pei Xijun, come on!"

"Goddess, you are the best!"

The shouts of the tribesmen echoed throughout the entire stadium.

On the track, Pei Xijun stared at the track ahead with a focused and determined look.

All she could see was the track beneath her feet and the finish line in the distance.

Her breathing was steady and rhythmic, not at all disturbed by the intense exercise.

She seemed to become one with the track, the embodiment of speed.

The White Crane chief nodded in satisfaction and smiled with relief.

Because Pei Xijun and his daughter Bai Chenxiang grew up together and practiced together.

The White Crane tribe leader had already treated her as his own daughter.

"This girl is pretty good..." Zhuge Lan muttered to himself softly, but Bai Chenxiang who was standing beside him heard it.

Bai Chenxiang tilted his head and said proudly:
"Of course!"

"Xijun and I have been good friends since childhood. Her strength is comparable to mine! In some ways, she is even better than me!"

Bai Chenxiang proudly introduced her childhood friend to Zhuge Lan.

Zhuge Lan's eyes never left Pei Xijun, and he said subconsciously:
"That's right, my figure is even better than yours..."

……

Before he could finish his words, Zhuge Lan reacted subconsciously and hurriedly turned around to look at Bai Chenxiang.

Bai Chenxiang was seen staring at Zhuge Lan with her brows furrowed, her eyes gnashing her teeth.

Zhuge Lan panicked and waved his hands to explain:

"Xiang'er, don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant."

Bai Chenxiang was not willing to listen to Zhuge Lan's excuses. Her pretty face turned red with anger. She put one hand on her waist and pointed at Zhuge Lan's head with the other.

He glared at Zhuge Lan and said loudly:

"Humph, Zhuge Lan, what are you thinking about! The rumors in the martial arts world are indeed true! You are just a pervert! Xijun is my good friend, if you dare to speak rudely again, be careful of me..."

Bai Chenxiang picked up the chopsticks on the table:
"Be careful or I'll poke your throat and make you mute!"

Bai Chenxiang shouted angrily.

When Zhuge Lan heard this, he panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Bai Chenxiang's arm, saying anxiously:
"Honey, don't be angry. I was just kidding. No one is as good as our Xiang'er."

Bai Chenxiang shook his hand away and snorted:

"That sounds nice, but who knows what you really think."

After saying that, Bai Chenxiang stood up and was about to leave.

Zhuge Lan hurriedly hugged her and pleaded pitifully:

"Xiang'er, don't go. I know I was wrong."

Bai Chenxiang rolled her eyes at him and said:

"I'll let you off this time, but if you do it again, you'll be in trouble."

After saying that, Bai Chenxiang twisted Zhuge Lan's ears hard.

Zhuge Lan nodded repeatedly, feeling relieved.

On the track.

Pei Xijun accelerated with all his strength, his legs alternating rapidly like a Hot Wheels, the speed was astonishing.

Her body leaned forward slightly, as if she was racing against the wind.

Her eyes revealed a firm belief that she must win. She surpassed her opponents one after another and gradually took the lead.

The audience was shocked by Pei Xijun's speed and their cheers became even louder.

Some people even jumped up excitedly to cheer for Pei Xijun.

They shouted Pei Xijun's name loudly and cheered her on.

however.

Just when Pei Xijun was leading the way, a figure suddenly caught up from behind.

The figure was extremely fast, leaving behind only a faint flame-red light.

The tribesmen with slightly lower strength couldn't even see their appearance clearly.

The audience looked closely and found that it was Ali.

Ahri is wearing a red soul master robe, her hair is short and neat, and her eyes reveal a stubborn and unyielding spirit.

The appearance of Ahri made the game more exciting.

She followed closely behind Pei Xijun, constantly narrowing the gap between them... (End of this chapter)