"Does he have springs on his feet?"
"Didn’t he just run over ten kiloters? How is he not tired at all?"
"To still be so light on his feet after running over ten kiloters, is he really a Cultivator??"
"That pickup truck was driving at least a hundred miles per hour just now, how did he manage to jump onto the roof and stand firm in such a short ti?!"
It’s really not surprising that these people were astonished, as Wang Ye’s moves just now were utterly mind-boggling. The fluid and flowing jumps and flips seed humanly impossible, far more exaggerated than any gymnast’s fancy moves on the horizontal bar, or any martial arts film’s special effects with wires and fra removal Lightweight Skill.
The whole sequence, though complex, only took about two or three seconds, seamlessly combining speed to the extre, like a shadow in the shape of an ape swiftly sweeping past. Even with the use of wires and fra-removing techniques in movies, it would be hard to capture such fluid and explosive movents.
It made people doubt if there was sothing wrong with their eyes.
At this mont, countless viewers in the livestream room had already recorded this segnt of action and quickly uploaded it to online platforms, seizing this first trend. Whether it was on Chinese platforms like Douyin, Kuaishou, Weibo, bilibili, or foreign video sites like Twitter, YouTube. Within just five minutes, the "Three Seconds Over Car" video had taken over, with more than hundreds of thousands of submissions of this screen-recording video clip.
Just a quick search of the keyword on Weibo would bring up a slew of "Three Seconds Over Car" videos and threads discussing the "Three Seconds Over Car" topic.
It was enough to show how many people were paying attention to this race.
Actually, the Chicago Marathon in past years never had such high hype.
The reason this year could attract such terrifying attention—all because of Wang Ye.
It could even be said that nine out of ten people present were there because of Wang Ye.
Whether it’s people who have always followed marathon events or those who have never engaged in sports, all wanted to witness the charm of this Asian who had pushed human limits in this event.
anwhile, the staff, a bit late to realize, rushed to the offending vehicle, raising five or six fire extinguishers, pulling out the safety pins, and fiercely spraying the smoking hood to prevent further explosions. After taking these simple asures, they quickly called others to move the pickup truck, which could explode at any mont, and the offending driver to a back stage unmanned area, handing them over to the police for handling.
By this ti, Wang Ye had long disappeared at the end of the road,
already running in a vast section of the track.
His movents remained smooth, his face still expressionless.
It seed he wasn’t affected by the earlier incident at all.
To him, the unexpected event was just a simple side plot.
Because he anticipated it, there was no fear when the vehicle dashed out.
Instead, there was an unexplainable indifference and coldness in his heart.
In reality, this vehicle didn’t pose any threat to him.
He just needed to temporarily activate Super Sensing to easily resolve it.
The half percent of stamina consud was no big deal, as he didn’t intend to exert his full force in this race. Even if over fifty percent of stamina was consud, he could finish normally and easily break the world record he set in the Lanzhou Marathon.
Wang Ye lifted his watch and glanced at his current ti and mileage.
Over thirty minutes, he had already run over twenty kiloters.
If he continued at this pace, he would undoubtedly finish the marathon in under an hour.
But that would be too exaggerated, leaving no chance for others to break the record.
Thinking this, Wang Ye deliberately slowed down a bit, reducing his pace to about 250 pace allocation.
Maintaining a neither fast nor slow speed, he ran down the road.
The physical burden was very small, almost equivalent to a normal person taking a leisurely walk.
While running, he glanced at the scenery on either side.
Because today was race day, the governnt and organizers especially spent heavily renovating the shops on both sides, so the surrounding scenery was more beautiful than during his previous training. Jogging and enjoying the scenery, it was quite a unique taste.
At this mont, the atmosphere in the Douyin live broadcast room was lively.
[What is Qi Refining Brother looking around at? Is he enjoying the scenery?]
[It really seems like he is enjoying the scenery...]
[Qi Refining Brother is amazing, enjoying the scenery while competing?]
[This running is easier than my walking...]
[Did you see the lake beside him, it’s the water Qi Refining Brother released gathering there.]
[It’s more than just releasing water, it’s releasing the entire Pacific Ocean!]
[What is he doing, not taking the race seriously?]
[Probably knows his strength is too formidable, releasing so water to avoid breaking the world record too outrageously.]
[... Haha, interesting]
[Even if he’s going easy, he can still run twenty kiloters in thirty minutes... hard to imagine how terrifying Qi Refining Brother’s full speed is now.]
[Didn’t he just explode at full speed? That car jump in three seconds.]
[From my understanding of Qi Refining Brother, that wasn’t his full speed just now.]
[How do you say that?]
[If you often watch Qi Refining Brother’s videos, you’ll know his gaze was too calm just now.]
[Clearly hiding his true moves, not exerting full force.]
[Hiding and still that fast? His full speed must exceed the speed of sound, right?]
[How could that be...]
[It might actually be possible that breaking the sound barrier is no big deal for a Cultivator?]
[When you put it that way, it does make sense.]
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anwhile, as people joked in the Douyin live broadcast room.
Wang Ye continued to run steadily on the track,
occasionally turning his head to enjoy the scenery.
It was as if he was leisurely riding a motorcycle.
Ti flew by like a white horse crossing a gap,
about an hour and ten minutes into the race.
The staff, who were lounging lazily by the finish line chatting, suddenly noticed sothing and had a drastic change in expression, standing up one after another.
Because they saw at the end of the road, a runner appeared suddenly.
That was an Asian man.
With a handso face and perfect body proportions,
after running forty kiloters, there was still no sweat on him, and his skin was as white as paper.
Those who had been following marathon events could tell that it was Wang Ye,
the current number one in marathon!
The staff and the reporters and photographers who had been waiting there imdiately perked up.
Preparing to welco Wang Ye.
In their nervous gaze, there was a hint of surprise.
You see, only an hour and ten minutes had passed since the start.
For normal top marathon runners, at this ti they would still be slowly running at the twenty-kiloter mark.
And Wang Ye was already nearly at the finish line?
"Is he going to finish the marathon in seventy minutes?"
"I rember his last record was still at a hundred minutes...?"
"He shaved off another thirty minutes? Is he giving other runners no chance?"
"And you see, he doesn’t even show signs of heavy breathing, his breathing is still stable, has he not even exerted his full strength?"
"That can’t be, even a horse would be heaving at this speed, how could he not be tired?"
The staff were holding food supplies and preparing celebratory champagne and fireworks. Behind the finish line, nurous photographers were lying on the ground with caras, recording Wang Ye in the distance, ready to capture the mont he crosses the finish line.
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