In front of the big screen, the audience had the same conflicted feelings as Lu Ming: should he save her or not?
Whether he chose to save her or not, he would definitely be scolded.
If he saved the old lady and lost first place, causing China to be trampled underfoot by a Japanese, who could bear that? But if he didn't save her, the post-race public opinion would surely tear Lu Ming apart.
It was difficult.
Peng Ying, upon seeing this scene, was ecstatic.
She patted her subordinate He Honghui on the shoulder and said, "I never expected you, you little schemer, to present Lu Ming with such a dilemma, to directly ruin him! And we don't even get blamed. Truly a masterful choice."
Using morality to blackmail others is always a clever tactic.
As long as one occupies the moral high ground, they can always criticize others from on high, and a large group of fools will follow suit.
Thus, even villains have learned to use public opinion warfare.
Villains don't always look like villains.
On the contrary.
Those who look like villains might even be good people!
It's truly miraculous.
Everyone stared at the big screen, their brows furrowed, wondering how Lu Ming would choose.
However, Lu Ming had already made his decision.
When he reached the old lady, he stopped without hesitation and immediately squatted down to examine her injuries.
The old lady's eyes welled up with tears of gratitude. "Young man, please save me. My leg is broken, and I can't walk. I'm in the middle of nowhere. Can you help me and take me to a nearby hospital?"
Heh.
Was there even a hospital nearby?
The nearest hospital was likely over 20 kilometers away!
The most crucial thing was that Lu Ming had nothing on him, no communication device, and couldn't call for help. He didn't have his acupuncture needles, so he could only provide basic first aid for the old lady's wounds, tear strips from his clothes, and bind her leg.
During this delay, Ozawa Gōya had already caught up.
Ozawa Gōya had been in despair.
But when he saw Lu Ming tending to the old lady's injuries, he burst into laughter and cursed, "Idiot, you Chinese can't distinguish priorities. It sounds good to call it a compassionate heart, but it's just stupidity! Idiot, you stay here and dawdle, I'm leaving first."
Ozawa Gōya ran past Lu Ming, reclaiming the first place.
This scene enraged everyone.
In front of the big screen,
Their fists clenched, their teeth gritted, all feeling injustice for Lu Ming.
"What is this? He tries to be kind and save someone, only to be blamed and get second place? That dog from Sakura Country, heartless as he is, gets first place? This is unfair!"
"No, we can't let that dog from Sakura Country take first place. We must find a way to stop him!"
"Heh, easier said than done. How do we stop him? This is a large-scale national event. If you use dirty tactics, it will only bring more shame to China."
They argued back and forth, but couldn't come to a conclusion.
Even the mayor of Jinling City wore a grave expression.
If this continued, Lu Ming would definitely lose first place. In fact, by saving the old lady, he might not even have the chance to finish the remaining distance.
Between first place and saving a life, Lu Ming chose to save a life.
Indeed, he was great.
But the price for his actions was letting Ozawa Gōya take first place and letting China be trampled underfoot! Alas... it's hard to say he was wrong, but he was definitely not right either.
That's right, not right.
Jiang Xueyi said sarcastically, "Heh, let his Buddha-like compassion overflow. Now it's good, first place is lost. Just wait and see how much he'll be cursed after the competition."
Jiang Mengxin sighed, "I believe Lu Ming still has the ability to turn the tide. Even in this predicament, I believe he will find a way to regain first place."
Regain?
How?
Unless a small car was sent to Lu Ming right now, then he could race with the old lady and break the throttle to overtake Ozawa Gōya. Otherwise, it was all just empty talk!
"It's hopeless, Lu Ming is bound to lose," Jiang Xueyi stated with certainty.
However...
Jiang Mengxin's eyes lit up, and she pointed at the big screen, "Dad, look!"
Jiang Xueyi looked up curiously and was instantly startled. Lu Ming had done something in front of everyone that was unimaginable, causing Jiang Xueyi to curse, "Idiot, idiot, super idiot!"
It turned out.
Lu Ming could neither give up the competition nor abandon the rescue.
Since he couldn't give up either, he decided to do both simultaneously!
And so.
Lu Ming directly carried the old lady on his back!
Although she was an old lady in her seventies or eighties, she still weighed eighty or ninety jin. And carrying a person is different from carrying goods; one must maintain balance, avoid jarring movements, and ensure the old lady's comfort.
Carrying a burden.
And a living person at that!
This increased the difficulty of the race by more than three levels. A normal person could not possibly accomplish this.
Carrying someone, let alone running, even walking slowly would be exhausting.
But.
Gods are gods because they achieve what mortals cannot!
Dragon Warlord, surpassing mortals!
Lu Ming stood like an unshakeable Mount Tai, the old lady steady on his back, and then he strode forward, running with long strides.
Even more astonishingly, Lu Ming's speed had not decreased at all; it was as fast as before!
Amazing.
Extremely amazing!
The audience in front of the screen was stunned. They were so impacted by this shocking scene that they were speechless. The world between heaven and earth fell silent, eerily quiet.
Silently, without a trace of sound, everyone's attention was on Lu Ming's actions.
Even the usually frivolous Peng Ying had stopped smiling, her eyes wide with disbelief as she watched Lu Ming, burdened, pushing forward. Only one thought remained in her mind: Lu Ming, you're not human!
On the asphalt road.
Ozawa Gōya was running with great confidence, believing that first place was within his grasp. With the eyesore Lu Ming gone, no one else was his match.
But as he was basking in his self-satisfaction, he once again heard the sound of approaching footsteps, like a harbinger of doom.
Thump-thump-thump, thump-thump-thump.
Instantly, Ozawa Gōya's face turned pale.
He couldn't believe it and said, "No, no way? That guy is catching up again? Did he give up on saving the old lady for first place?"
Driven by curiosity, Ozawa Gōya looked back.
My goodness.
It would have been better if he hadn't looked. The sight made him jump in shock.
Ozawa Gōya cursed, "Holy shit, you're a beast!"
He saw the most shocking scene of his life: Lu Ming, carrying an old lady on his back, was running at full speed, his strides vigorous and swift!