Xiaoxuan, Lily, Qiao Lezhi, two young Thousand chanism Cultivators, and three senior brothers from the Sword Pavilion.
They are all set and ready at the starting line of the constructed racetrack.
Zhang Ze didn’t forget his junior sister this ti.
"Junior Sister, co to the Thousand chanism Pavilion, soone is racing wheelchairs here," he contacted her with the Sound Transmission Jade.
Cool appearance, flashy effects, and an overall design with no safety guarantees, one look and you know these are top-tier wheelchairs.
Especially Lily’s, which is the top of the top.
Two large flags hang on each side of the wheelchair, with strange phrases that Zhang Ze taught her written on them.
On one: Noise and High Class.
On the other: Night Exposure Death Suffering.
Two Golden Dragons crossed on the back of the wheelchair, with the dragon heads spraying effects, forming big words above Lily’s head.
Heaven-Blasting Gang’s First Seat.
Qiao Lezhi’s wheelchair achieved the ultimate in comfort.
Every vertebra received the most caring protection, lying on it can provide the user with the ultimate sleep experience.
Assuming the wheelchair doesn’t start moving, because the two tubes behind it are currently spewing fire.
Who knows if it was designed like that or if the things are about to explode, anyway, those two tubes are shaking.
Xiaoxuan’s wheelchair was tailor-made for her, perfectly fitting her stone base.
Although there are no flashy decorations on her wheelchair, it can transform.
It can switch back and forth between a balance vehicle and a wheelchair.
Zhang Ze wanted to step forward and ask what’s going on, but it seems the race is about to start, so he gave up on that idea.
A senior brother from the Sword Sect, probably the referee, walked to the starting point and inspected each contestant’s wheelchair and their condition.
After inspecting, the senior brother acting as the referee controlled his Spirit Sword with Qi, letting it fly into the air, sword qi overflowing, emitting a rhythmic buzzing sound.
"There’s even a countdown?" Zhang Ze thought to himself.
Seeing the race was about to start, Zhang Ze stepped lightly on the breeze to a rooftop, found an empty spot, and sat down, ready to watch this abstract wheelchair race.
When Chen Qin arrived, the race had just started.
"I guess this is Lily’s crazy idea," Zhang Ze whispered to his junior sister.
"I think so too, she must have prepared that wheelchair for a long ti," Chen Qin nodded.
Although Lily seems a bit crazy, you have to admit, this race is quite entertaining.
Very in line with the spirit of sports.
To make it as fair as possible, the contestants did not use cultivation, relying purely on driving skills and wheelchair performance.
And...
Item race.
Passing through iron rings on the track allows you to grab the talismans hanging above.
Throw talismans with red tags at opponents’ heads.
Slap talismans with blue tags on your own forehead.
Those red talismans naturally had no real damage, all just annoying little spells, half of which were developed by Zhang Ze earlier.
For example, the Inflation Technique, which reduced the toxicity of the Corpse Poison Technique to the extre, but added so of Zhang Ze’s personal interpretation on the sll aspect.
Lily threw the talisman with the Inflation Technique at a contestant behind her, yellow smoke spread, and that contestant withdrew from the race while dry heaving on the spot.
But soon, Lily was splashed in the eyes by a jet of fiery-red talisman water, she screeched and spun out of the track.
Unhard, the Golden Core Stage senior brother acting as referee used spiritual qi to support Lily and her wheelchair.
As they entered the final lap, only Xiaoxuan and Qiao Lezhi remained on the track.
Xiaoxuan, being a stone, was immune to most abnormal conditions.
Qiao Lezhi, with her high stats, was also immune to most abnormal conditions.
To win, it could only rely on pure skill and courage.
Ultimately, the race ended with Xiaoxuan taking a narrow victory.
The mbers of the Thousand chanism Pavilion, those idling about on rooftops and stairs, erupted in cheers.
A strange surge of hot-bloodedness.
Zhang Ze approached the sideline, placed a Cleanse Talisman on Lily’s head to clear the chili water from her eyes.
"What’s wrong with you all?" Zhang Ze asked.
"Just playing with Xiaoxuan, didn’t want her to get bored," Lily rubbed her eyes, still sowhat uncomfortable feeling.
After learning that Dongqi’s last Immortal Emperor had long passed away, Xiaoxuan decisively gave up on her duty to wait for the Heavenly Destiny People.
She planned to pack up and wander the world, enjoying the great scenery of the Four Continents.
Unfortunately, Zhang Ze poured two basins of cold water on her plans imdiately.
The first basin was her current speed; she wouldn’t even make it out of the Thousand chanism Pavilion’s boundaries in a week.
The second basin was the Hundred Demons Sect.
As a Stone Girl, Xiaoxuan stood out too much, becoming the focal point wherever she went after leaving.
Since Li could recognize Xiaoxuan as a Stone Pill, there’s no reason the Hundred Demons Sect couldn’t.
Therefore, until so things were clarified, Xiaoxuan could only remain temporarily in the Thousand chanism Pavilion.
And Lily, kind-hearted, thought Xiaoxuan moved too slowly, so she made her a transforming Thousand-Machine Wheelchair that could switch between a wheelchair and a balance vehicle.
With a " 2 horse" Xiaoxuan, she road around the Thousand chanism Pavilion these past few days, having a great ti.
Zhang Ze didn’t expect that a few days of absence would lead to the developnt of a new sport.
Zhang Ze thought for a mont, called over Senior Sister Qiao, and gave them a very honest suggestion.
"If you’re going to play, try to modify the wheelchairs into small cars."
"After all, if the Pavilion Master sees you racing wheelchairs here, it might seem a bit disrespectful."
Lily thought about it and realized that made sense.
"But what about the next race? There’s already a sponsor at the night market," Lily was troubled.
"Who has that much free ti?" Zhang Ze asked.
"The pancake vendor, the next race is moving to the entrance of the night market. It’s called the Yin Sanlang Cup Wheelchair Race," Lily replied.
Zhang Ze, "..."
"Forget it; I won’t concern myself with you anymore." Zhang Ze felt that staying with Lily might lower his IQ.
"Oh right, boss, wait a mont." Lily grabbed Zhang Ze, handing him a small notebook.
"What’s this?" Zhang Ze asked.
"Just take a look, and you’ll know," Lily said mysteriously.
Zhang Ze thought it was so new invention’s blueprint, so he opened it to casually flip through, never expecting it to be so girl’s childhood embarrassing history.
"Who is this about?" Zhang Ze returned the notebook to Lily.
Lily took the notebook, muttered an incantation to produce a fla, and promptly burned the small book to ashes.
"Sister Qi’s," Lily clapped the ashes from her hands, "Now that you’re my accomplice, when Sister Qi cos after , you’ll have to back up."
Zhang Ze recalled the incident where Li Yueqi beat up her brother Li Jue. He thought if Li Jue said any of this back then, he deserved the beating.
Thinking about the situation with the Li siblings, Qiao Lezhi’s voice ca from over there.
"Junior Brother, co quickly, Xiaoxuan has hardened!"
Zhang Ze turned his head to see Xiaoxuan frozen in a cheering pose, turned back into an ordinary stone.
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