Xu Linhao saw the sudden fog appearing ahead, and a flicker of disdain flashed in his eyes.
If he still had a mouth right now, he would definitely have thrown out a few taunts.
The Athlete Sequence was not that simple.
It didn't just grant superhuman physical fitness, but also superhuman perception.
Even with his eyes closed, he could sense changes in the external world.
Although he wasn't entirely sure who had created this Smoke Breath Mist, in Xu Linhao's mind, it made no difference.
Whoever it was, it was all the sa.
First place in this race was definitely going to be his.
He might not be great at fighting, but when it ca to sports competitions...
And racing was a type of sport.
Without a second thought, Xu Linhao increased his speed a few notches, charging into the Smoke Breath Mist with a gale-force wind.
Just the wind he created should be enough to blow this mist away.
That's what Xu Linhao was thinking at this mont.
Chen Ye also saw Xu Linhao's arrogance and a slight curve lifted the corner of his mouth.
If he were still at Sequence 2, with the gale Xu Linhao was kicking up, the Smoke Breath Mist would probably be scattered by the wind before it could even surround him.
But now...
"An unknown mist has appeared on the track!"
"My heavens, which scoundrel ca up with this idea!"
"However, trying to use this mist to stop Xu Linhao's advance is just wishful thinking."
"I advise the mastermind behind this mist to give up the fight and savor the taste of defeat properly!"
"Actually... a few more setbacks in life aren't necessarily a bad thing!"
The noisy voice kept ringing in his ears.
Chen Ye's brow twitched violently. He gritted his teeth, having already made up his mind that once the race was over, he would definitely find this guy and give him a good beating.
This person was even more annoying than he was!
Sure enough, just as Xu Linhao had thought, when he plunged headfirst into the mist.
The mist was indeed blown open by the gale-force wind he created, leaving a huge gap.
That mist was like a thin, light gauze, unable to block Xu Linhao's montum in the slightest.
But the next second, Xu Linhao was sowhat taken aback.
Because that Smoke Breath Mist hadn't been completely blown away; a significant amount still lingered around him.
The mist that had been blown open didn't scatter as he had imagined. Instead, it surged back like flowing water.
The first to feel discomfort was Xu Linhao's eyes.
His visible range ahead was rapidly shrinking.
Soon, Xu Linhao could no longer see the condition of the road surface ahead.
For an athlete, this was no small matter.
When you can't clearly see the road surface, it's hard to react in ti.
If he were an ordinary athlete, he would have panicked by now.
Xu Linhao was just montarily stunned, with no further expression on his face.
He even secretly mocked in his heart.
Such a petty trick.
Since he couldn't see, Xu Linhao simply closed his eyes.
The mont he closed his eyes, Xu Linhao's eyes simultaneously degenerated rapidly. The area where his eyes had been beca smooth skin.
Reducing wind resistance, as long as he could charge out of this mist, his speed would be pushed to the limit.
So what if he no longer had eyes?
The area where Xu Linhao's ears had originally been had long since disappeared, also replaced by smooth skin.
But on this patch of smooth skin, a small section of skin was vibrating rapidly, seemingly collecting sound.
Only a second had passed.
The skin at Xu Linhao's brow furrowed deeply.
Because he couldn't hear any sound.
The sound of the wind, the shouts, even the sound of tires scraping against the ground... he couldn't hear any of it.
At this mont, it was as if he was in an infinitely silent space.
There was nothing here.
No color, no sound, no sll, nothing at all.
Xu Linhao's speed finally began to slow down.
Just what was this place?
Was he still on the racetrack?
Or was it sowhere else?
This place...
Since he couldn't see, couldn't hear, and couldn't even sll anything...
Xu Linhao suppressed the tiny sliver of unease in his heart and began to mobilize the ultimate move of an Athlete Sequence superhuman.
The Sixth Sense.
This was a new ability he had gained upon reaching Athlete Sequence 3.
Once the Sixth Sense was activated, it would place him in a transcendent state, similar to the legendary spiritual sense.
Even without eyes, ears, or a nose, he could still perceive his surroundings.
He could even see more clearly than with his eyes.
In the past, when gathering supplies and encountering dangerous situations.
Xu Linhao had often used this "Sixth Sense" ability to achieve precise control over his surroundings and his own condition, allowing him to escape the battlefield unscathed.
Even high-level Anomalies couldn't harm him once he had activated his Sixth Sense.
This was his trump card.
An invisible ripple, centered on Xu Linhao, began to spread outwards.
But very quickly, Xu Linhao sensed sothing was wrong.
In his "Sixth Sense" perception, his surroundings were a vast expanse of white.
There was nothing.
It was as if he was in another space.
For the first ti...
Xu Linhao was genuinely starting to panic.
"Cough, cough..."
A few muffled coughs caused Xu Linhao's entire body to tremble slightly.
Although he no longer had a mouth or nose and had abandoned breathing.
The toxins within the Smoke Breath Mist still slowly began to invade his body through his skin.
Xu Linhao felt an uncomfortable sensation in his throat.
It was as if a thick glob of phlegm was stuck there, desperate to be coughed up!
He really wanted to cough!
With no other choice, Xu Linhao exited his previous transford state.
A glob of yellow phlegm was finally spat out.
He felt a little more comfortable.
But then more phlegm rose in his throat again.
This feeling seed like...
Acute pharyngitis...???
I've never smoked, when would I get pharyngitis?
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Xu Linhao, riding his bicycle, coughed and trembled uncontrollably.
At this mont, he felt like his lungs were about to be coughed out.
The ground was now dotted with quite a few yellow-green globs of phlegm.
Damn it...
How sneaky...
This mist not only blocks vision and hearing, but it's also fucking poisonous...
And there seems to be sothing else in the Smoke Breath Mist...
...
anwhile, on the comntator's platform.
"Contestant Xu Linhao is the undisputed king of this race. Even if so petty individuals use Smoke Breath Mist to obscure the track, it's useless."
"Let us wait and see, for Xu Linhao, the king, shall return!"
"Co..."
The section of track covered by Chen Ye was only a few hundred ters. At Xu Linhao's speed, it wouldn't take long for him to charge out.
But now...
It seed like a long ti had passed.
Everyone was watching that mass of Smoke Breath Mist.
Xu Linhao had initially charged into it with overwhelming montum.
But he soon fell into a state of silence.
As for the others, they also turned their attention to Xu Linhao.
There was no helping it; this guy was the biggest threat in this race.
Without eliminating him, everyone else's efforts would be in vain.
Xu Lina nervously gripped the steering wheel, her foot never leaving the gas pedal.
Chen Ye, anwhile, was sensing Xu Linhao's condition within the mist.
The sinister smile at the corner of his mouth grew increasingly exaggerated.
Now was the ti. The simulated Human-Faced Scorpion's stinger pierced the front tire of Xu Linhao's bicycle.
Since his speed had dropped, the transparent protective shield around Xu Linhao's body had also beco extrely thin.
The principle of this shield seed to be that the faster the speed, the stronger the protective capability.
The front tire made a hissing sound as it rapidly deflated.
He really didn't know what this guy was thinking. With such strong abilities, he was using the most ordinary bicycle.
Maybe it was arrogance.
Or maybe he hadn't found a suitable Wonder bicycle.
But this guy still didn't give up. He simply lifted the front wheel and continued riding steadily.
Just as Chen Ye was about to have the Human-Faced Scorpion continue its actions.
Suddenly, Chen Ye's brow furrowed slightly.
Wait, this guy...
What was he holding?
In Chen Ye's perception.
This guy took a syringe from a pocket at the back of his waist, on his tight cycling suit.
The syringe instantly beca very large. The entire barrel was about a ter long, with a diater exceeding twenty centiters.
Even a syringe for an elephant wasn't this big, was it?
This guy, holding the enlarged syringe, stabbed it directly into his own buttock...
This...
Sun Xixi used her sword to flick a superhuman off his vehicle, then turned to look in the direction of the Smoke Breath Mist.
The Smoke Breath Mist was naturally Chen Ye's ability.
Even Deputy City Lord Ding Shen, currently in the lead, was also paying attention to the situation within the Smoke Breath Mist.
He couldn't sense what was happening inside, which made him slightly surprised.
Liu Li was the sa.
The Death God was on standby.
If Xu Linhao managed to erge, she wouldn't mind using the Death God's ability again.
Right at that mont.
A figure, in an instant, shot out from the mist like a bolt of lightning.
It was Xu Linhao.
Xu Linhao had now transford into a strange creature, with a terrifyingly large syringe stuck in his buttock.
The front wheel of the bicycle he was riding seed to have a problem.
Only the rear wheel was touching the ground.
Yet even so, this guy's speed was still as fast as lightning.
"Oh..."
In just an instant, the entire arena erupted.
The mont Xu Linhao appeared before everyone.
The entire arena erupted.
Xu Linhao's current state could only be described as miserable.
The front tire of his vehicle was ruined, the entire front wheel lifted, with only the rear wheel on the ground.
Yet even so, his speed was as fast as lightning.
Even more exaggerated was the enormous syringe stuck in his butt.
That syringe looked like it had grown out of Xu Linhao's rear.
And within the transparent syringe barrel, red and green liquid was flowing.
It looked utterly creepy.
But Xu Linhao himself was incredibly excited.
Although his lungs were extrely uncomfortable, he still hadn't admitted defeat.
Superhumans of the Athlete Sequence possessed an extraordinary obsession with all competitions.
Any sports competition was, to them, the most delicious nourishnt in the world.
Winning!
Was the side effect of all Athlete Sequences.
Even with only one wheel left.
Xu Linhao's speed was still astonishingly fast.
A thick, transparent wind shield appeared around his body again.
His current form was rather bizarre.
His ears, eyes, and nose still hadn't grown back.
Only a large mouth was wide open, a slippery tongue flailing wildly inside, saliva flying everywhere.
He seed to have fallen into so kind of strange, frenzied state.
At this point, if a Human-Faced Scorpion stinger without Spirit Infusion tried to pierce him, it would be almost impossible.
Right in front of Xu Linhao was a tricycle blocking the way.
Riding the tricycle was a middle-aged superhuman, around forty or fifty years old.
Seeing Xu Linhao charging straight at him.
The middle-aged man sneered, having no intention of getting out of the way at all.
Instead, he adjusted his handlebars slightly, positioning his tricycle firmly in Xu Linhao's path.
Xu Linhao acted as if he didn't even see the middle-aged man.
In less than half a second.
The wind shield surrounding Xu Linhao slamd into the tricycle.
The middle-aged man only had ti for a single scream.
Along with the tricycle and half of his own body, he beca a ss of flesh, blood, and chanical parts scattered across the ground.
The bloody scene drove the spectators on the city wall into a frenzy of screams.
"Xu Linhao!"
"..."
Right at that mont, a cold voice suddenly rang out.
"Xu Linhao, eliminated!"
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