"Speak, what’s there not to speak about?" Wang Zonghua frowned.
After receiving permission, Xiao Yun imdiately took out her phone and pulled up the video of the snail noodle eating challenge.
Wan Zonghua took the phone, watched a few seconds of the video content, and instantly showed a look of surprise. He quickly took out his own phone and pulled up the 15-second video of Wang Ye performing his martial arts in Lizhi Park, beginning a careful comparison back and forth. The more he compared, the more he felt the people in the two videos were extrely similar.
The master nearby leaned closer, took a careful look at the video, and imdiately looked puzzled, starting to discuss:
"The great eater in the video and the young master have at least a ninety-nine percent similarity."
"Could it just be that they look alike?"
"If it’s just a matter of looking alike, it’s impossible for the aura and build to be identical too, right?"
"I think, it’s probably the young master."
"So, this young master... quite enjoys leisure activities, huh."
Wan Zonghua put down the phone and sighed deeply. Rubbing his temples, he continued to ask: "Xiao Yun, can you use any ans to find out who is the person in the video?"
Xiao Yun slapped her forehead as if rembering sothing, "Speaking of this, Chairman Wan, I looked through the comnts section last night and found that this young master is actually a major blogger with three hundred thousand fans, specializing in shooting hidden weapon techniques in traditional martial arts. From what I can see, his skill in throwing hidden weapons is close to grandmaster level, highly proficient.
I specially looked up his first released video, which is a brick-breaking video. The likes are relatively few, but it uses Tai Chi’s bouncing and shaking force, estimating that the level shouldn’t be low, likely that it is undoubtedly the young master."
"Hidden weapons?" Wan Zonghua’s pupils shrank slightly, "What’s his Douyin na?"
"Qi Refining Stage Cultivator," Xiao Yun replied.
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May 12th
Marathon race day.
Wang Ye woke up naturally at about four o’clock.
He briefly checked and recorded the evolved attributes for today, then lifted the pure white quilt, put on his slippers, and unhurriedly used the hotel’s disposable toothbrush and toothpaste for a rinse in the bathroom.
He then opened the window to let so fresh air into the stuffy room.
Standing on the balcony, breathing the moist morning air, he began to practice Tai Chi.
Stimulated by the Qi sensitivity, his originally groggy mind gradually cleared up. The magnetic field around him grew stronger from faint, like a fla that never extinguishes, continuously fed with fuel, becoming more vigorous.
After he finished practicing Tai Chi, ti had already reached half past five.
The sun in the east began to rise.
The sky showed the white belly of the fish.
Wang Ye took off his training clothes, switching to his race outfit, professional running socks, and top-grade carbon-plated running shoes after days of breaking them in.
After putting on the race outfit, he felt a noticeable increase in comfort.
These marathon-customized race outfits, socks, and shoes mostly use materials and styles suitable for long-endurance sports, and the most important factor in long-endurance sports is comfort. If the comfort is poor, it will greatly affect endurance, leading to a decrease in performance.
Wang Ye hopped in place a few tis, getting used to the gear on him.
He had a feeling that today’s performance might be better than ever.
Wang Ye pulled out the room card and walked out of the hotel.
The venue for the Shenzhen Marathon was South Square of the Civic Center, only three kiloters from the hotel where he was staying. So running there from the hotel was no problem, serving as a pre-race warm-up.
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Wang Ye ran at a three-speed pace for about ten minutes, eventually reaching the event venue checkpoint.
By now, many people had already arrived at the venue.
Among them were many participants in bizarre outfits. So were even barefoot. It’s said that these participants maintain a barefoot state to complete the entire 42-kiloter marathon.
This perseverance is indeed worth learning from.
But Wang Ye has a clear self-awareness; he entered this Shenzhen Marathon competition to break records and win prizes, and he wouldn’t adopt the barefoot approach that would slow him down.
Wang Ye quickly scanned the venue, observing various types of participants before heading straight into the registration channel. With the help of the staff, he verified his identity and received a chip.
He then stored the clothes and bags he carried with him with the staff.
Headed to the Zone C starting point.
At this ti, it was still early, so there weren’t many participants at the starting point. He could easily see the top-tier participants in Zones A and S jumping and warming up. There were the country’s top masters and professional marathon runners from abroad, including Wang Lianzheng, whom Wang Ye was friends with. Each of them had the lean physique of a long-distance runner, especially the black athletes, most of whom resembled vagrants who hadn’t eaten enough for years, with scraggly beards and wrinkled faces.
In contrast, Wang Ye, who was nearly 190cm tall and robustly built, stood out noticeably.
Wang Ye activated his "Magnetic Sense" to scan the bodies of everyone present.
He could "see" that there were many clusters of vibrant magnetic field flas at the starting point. Their magnetic concentration spots were mainly focused on the legs, hips, and soles of the feet.
There was even one black athlete whose magnetic field concentration point could easily distort the natural magnetic field fluctuations around them, clearly the highest level participant at present.
However, compared to Wang Ye’s magnetic field intensity, this black athlete’s life magnetic field strength was as weak as a chick.
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After perceiving the life magnetic fields of all the participants on the track, Wang Ye slowly opened his eyes.
"Sure enough, my current physique has completely crushed the world’s top athletes."
With a worry in his heart dispelled, Wang Ye began warming up in place.
In Zones A, B, C, and D, the participants were mostly exchanging experiences and talking and laughing. Standing alone in a corner, the newcor Wang Ye felt sowhat solitary, being unnoticed.
However, only Wang Ye himself knew.
He ca today, not for anything else,
but to break the world record.
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