Since Xiao Ze Quan Ye became famous, he had never encountered an opponent who forced him to go all out. Under normal circumstances, he could easily pull ahead of others with a little effort.
His strength was like the strongest on this earth, no one could get close to him, let alone surpass him.
But at this moment, Lu Ming's appearance startled him.
Even when Xiao Ze Quan Ye went all out, he couldn't shake him off! What kind of speed and endurance was this? It was something only a robot could achieve, wasn't it?
Xiao Ze Quan Ye was completely dumbfounded. His confidence from moments ago vanished instantly.
"They all say I'm a monster, how can there be someone even more monstrous than me in this world? Is he sure he's not a robot? Running so desperately, doesn't he feel his stamina running out?"
Heh, you're underestimating the Dragon Warlord.
Stamina?
For the Dragon Warlord, stamina should be inexhaustible!
When you're fighting against thousands on the battlefield, the enemies won't care if you're low on stamina. They won't play fair; they'll strike when you're weak to end your life.
Therefore, Lu Ming's incredible lung capacity was forged in the heat of battle, in every stab and every fight, something beyond the reach of ordinary people!
He's just that strong.
Xiao Ze Quan Ye still wanted to maintain his first-place lead, he wanted to increase his speed.
Unfortunately, his will was strong but his body couldn't keep up.
No matter how hard Xiao Ze Quan Ye tried, his talent had reached its limit and he couldn't break through further. But compared to Lu Ming, his talent was simply insufficient.
To his surprise, Lu Ming could actually accelerate!
In a matter of minutes, Lu Ming ran right up to his side and, without looking back, continued forward, completely treating Xiao Ze Quan Ye as if he were air.
Humiliation, immense humiliation!
The greatest insult a person can receive is to be treated as air, as if Lu Ming didn't even consider Xiao Ze Quan Ye a competitor.
"Bastard! You think this is how you'll beat me? I refuse to believe you can keep running at this speed!"
Xiao Ze Quan Ye roared furiously, a typical display of impotent rage.
But embarrassingly, Lu Ming seemed not to hear him and continued to sprint.
One hundred meters, two hundred meters, five hundred meters, one kilometer!
As time wore on, the distance between them grew wider and wider. At this pace, by the time Lu Ming reached the finish line, Xiao Ze Quan Ye would likely be left behind by 10 kilometers!
It was terrifying.
They thought Xiao Ze Quan Ye was already a monster, but who knew that Lu Ming was the true monster among monsters!
It truly proved the old saying: there's always someone better.
In front of the big screen.
The spectators watching the race were incredibly excited. Their earlier heavy hearts instantly turned joyful.
"Damn, is this guy's lungs made of metal? Doesn't he get tired?"
"Even machines would struggle under such high load, this is pure talent, something that can't be achieved through training alone."
"China has such an amazing person too."
"That's great, with him here, we don't have to worry about Xiao Ze Quan Ye taking first place. The champion will be Chinese! Hahahaha."
The people were very supportive of Lu Ming winning the championship, all wanting to see Xiao Ze Quan Ye embarrassed.
However, some were not happy.
The White Lotus Society members were also present. Star Saint Envoy Peng Ying frowned and said, "Why does Lu Ming always show up to oppose us? Xiao Ze Quan Ye was supposed to win first place steadily, but now Lu Ming has appeared and snatched it away. This will disrupt our plans. First place cannot fall into Lu Ming's hands, otherwise, the White Lotus Society's subsequent activities will be hindered."
Deputy He Honghui said, "Reporting to Star Saint Envoy, your subordinate has prepared plan B, which can successfully prevent Lu Ming from taking first place."
"Huh?" Peng Ying was taken aback. "This is a live broadcast, what can you do? You're not going to send someone to run him over with a car, are you? Such blatant action wouldn't be good, would it?"
He Honghui chuckled, "Don't worry, Star Saint Envoy, I have my own plan. My plan will not only avoid public outcry but will also put Lu Ming in a difficult position. No matter what he does, he will fall into the trap I've set for him."
"Oh? You have such skills, young man? Alright, proceed as you say. I hope you can surprise me."
"I will certainly not disappoint Star Saint Envoy."
He Honghui immediately called his subordinates and instructed them to act according to the pre-arranged plan.
Everything was handled.
He Honghui smirked, "It's all arranged, Star Saint Envoy, you can just sit back and watch the show."
On the asphalt road.
Lu Ming was leading the pack, having already put a kilometer between himself and second-placed Xiao Ze Quan Ye. If he continued at this pace, first place was his, and no one could snatch it away.
Furthermore, this was a live broadcast, and no one would interfere.
Under normal circumstances, there would be no problems.
But!
Something abnormal still happened.
As he ran, Lu Ming saw an old woman in her seventies or eighties, with snow-white hair, sitting by the roadside, wailing in pain.
"Oh my, my leg is broken! Can any kind person please save me?"
What's going on?
How could an old woman be sitting by the roadside asking for help in such a desolate location?
It felt like Tang Monk hearing a demon's cry for help.
But this wasn't a TV show; there were no demons in this world. This was a living, breathing old woman!
Lu Ming got closer and closer to the old woman.
He discovered.
This old woman wasn't lying; her leg was indeed broken. She looked very pathetic, and if she wasn't saved, she might die.
Trouble had arrived!
Should he save her or not?
Remember, Lu Ming was currently in a marathon race. If he stopped to help the old woman, he would undoubtedly lose time, and Xiao Ze Quan Ye behind him would seize the opportunity to catch up.
But if he didn't save her...
The problem was even bigger!
The media could then unscrupulously smear Lu Ming, saying that he, in his eagerness to win first place, ignored a living person, a true cold-blooded individual.
Then they could legitimately strip Lu Ming of his first place!
In other words, whether Lu Ming saved her or not, both choices were wrong. There was no right choice in this situation!
This was difficult.
If this were just an ordinary marathon, Lu Ming would have no hesitation in saving the old woman. What did losing first place matter?
The problem was, this marathon was not ordinary; it concerned Jinling's reputation and China's dignity!
He couldn't afford to lose, but he also couldn't abandon the old woman; Lu Ming was caught in a dilemma.