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Chapter 664

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Chen Guang's mind was in a daze. He only knew that he was running forward in a daze. He really wished that God would grant him a pair of perfect legs that would never know fatigue, just like Qilin's arms.

He was not in the mood to pay attention to Liuli.

Lu Minghua swayed her branches and leaves in the World in the Cup and teased in a very wicked way, "That's exactly how we torture him. It's better if he dies of exhaustion."

Liuli rolled her eyes at Lu Minghua, "It's easy for you to say. If he really dies of exhaustion, we're finished."

"Sister Liuli, why do I feel that you are not nervous at all? What if he really dies? "

Lu Minghua asked.

Liuli shrugged, "If he really dies, it's fate. Even if we are gods, we have to believe in fate. Isn't this what he always says?"

"Like the big bell in the World of Fate?"

Lu Minghua asked curiously.

Liuli shook her head, "What the Bell of Fate can control is the fate of mortals, not his fate, nor our fate."

"Alas." Lu Minghua sighed, "It's a little depressing to think about it. But can he really survive this time? If he is unlucky in this World in the Cup, he will have to wait for 24 hours!"

Liuli looked up at the endless sky above the sea of clouds in the World in the Cup, "So, it all depends on fate. It depends on whether this broken cup is willing to protect him."

The reinforcements came faster than Chen Guang imagined. Although he seemed to be running blindly, in fact, he had been running eastward, in the direction of downtown Yanjing.

About a few minutes later, seven or eight black spots suddenly appeared on the horizon. They were helicopters flying in the sky.

If it was the normal Chen Guang, he might be overjoyed, but at this time, he almost put all his attention on the extremely simple task of finding the way. He became a machine, or perhaps a walking corpse. His movements were stiff and rigid, but he persistently ran forward step by step.

Chen Guang was probably the only person in the world who knew what it felt like to run at full speed for more than half an hour. Even the 10,000-meter sprinters in the Olympic Games would not run at full speed at the start of the race.

But Chen Guang had to run like this because he didn't want to die.

The uneven level of muscles in his body allowed him to do things that were incomprehensible to ordinary people, but it also brought him great pain. If there were no other special circumstances, his two legs would probably be amputated after today's run.

"His reinforcements are here. They sure are fast." The short man gritted his teeth.

"Why don't we retreat? If we wait any longer, we won't be able to escape. "

"What are you afraid of? Although we have just broken through Muscle Strength not long ago, we are still genuine Bone Strength martial artists. So what if we are just soldiers? What can they do to us? "

"But they have a lot of people. What if they bring a big guy …"

"Go! I know you believe Chen Guang's bullsh * t and think that Master Ouyang is really in trouble. I won't stop you. Go on your own! I can take care of this myself, but don't blame Master Ouyang for what he will do to you later! " The short man was enraged. He sprinted forward again. Although he was also at the end of his rope, he still had more strength than Chen Guang.

Jiang Yuanchao sat in the helicopter with the sword-wielding nun from the Thousand Despair Sect and the beautiful woman in a flowery dress from the Thousand Flower Valley. Both of them were martial artists at the pinnacle of Skin Strength. Although they were no match for Wenwen, they were considered top-notch martial artists among the ordinary martial artists.

"Oh no! Chen Guang is about to fall! Can Mr. Jiang go any faster? " The sword-wielding nun shouted anxiously. She had excellent eyesight and could see from afar that Chen Guang was not in a good condition.

The beautiful woman in a flowery dress also said, "There's an air of death around this kid. He's running with his life on the line!"

Jiang Yuanchao also used a pair of binoculars to watch Chen Guang stumble forward in the field. Although his posture was awkward and he looked like he was about to fall at any moment, his speed was extremely fast as he moved forward step by step.

Before this, Jiang Yuanchao's impression of Chen Guang was only at the level of admiration, but at this moment, he finally understood what kind of terrifying potential and strong will this kid's seemingly not overly muscular body actually contained.

It had been about 35 minutes since he received his call and confirmed his location, and he had already covered a distance of 16 kilometers on the map!

This meant that he had been running at a speed of nearly 13 seconds for 100 meters for 35 minutes, an average speed of 7.69 meters per second!

The men's 10,000-meter record for the Rio Olympics was 27 minutes 01 seconds, an average speed of 6.17 meters per second!

Chen Guang's distance was longer and his speed was faster. He had broken the Olympic record by 24.64%!

"He can't go any faster. This is the limit of the helicopter. Masters, is it true that Chen Guang didn't practice inner force? "Jiang Yuanchao asked.

The sword-wielding nun nodded heavily. "Of course not. Based on the bone structure he displayed, even if he only practiced Muscle Jin, the two people who just started Bone Jin wouldn't be able to push him to this extent!"

"Is Chen Guang's bone structure really that scary? Also, what is bone structure? "Jiang Yuanchao asked curiously.

The beautiful woman in a flowery dress thought for a moment. "Mr. Jiang, according to the rules in the past, we can't tell you these things. But now, we can tell you. The so-called bone structure, in the eyes of ordinary people like you, refers to a person's physique, or refers to his athletic talent. For us martial artists to practice inner force, we first choose disciples with excellent bone structure. Then, through years of external training, our body will be tempered, and our functions will be strengthened. Finally, we will reach the standard of activating inner force. Chen Guang's situation is extremely bizarre. His arms and legs are missing, and he can be considered a rare genius. In the eyes of us martial artists, he's someone who has reached the pinnacle of his physique and can trigger his internal energy. Just like Dry Wood Lie Huo, as long as he is given the seed of inner force, he can become a genius disciple immediately and make great progress. "

"Then why hasn't Faction Leader Wen taught him martial arts?" Jiang Yuanchao asked curiously.

"Sect Master Wen did pass it down, and it's the Wen Clan's strongest martial art, the Painting Scroll. It's just that the other parts of Chen Guang's body are mediocre. So this matter might sound simple, but it's actually complicated."

"I see. In other words, Chen Guang is an unorthodox genius?"

The sword-wielding nun concluded, "You can say that. He's a genius who is partial to a particular subject. It seems that every once in a while, a certain part of his body will suddenly become perfect. This is what my disciple told me. If his entire body becomes perfect, it's only a matter of time before he becomes stronger than Sect Master Wen in the future."

If Chen Guang knew that these people were still in the mood to discuss his bone structure, he would definitely curse the three female juniors in his family.

But now, he had no time to think about this. Finally, when he passed by a ridge of fields, he accidentally stepped on a banana peel and fell backward.

Looking at the sky that was getting brighter and brighter, he lay quietly on the ground. His mind was in a daze, as if his soul had been sucked dry, and his life was over.

Dying like this is such a waste. Sure enough, one must cultivate inner force to live.

Our Wenwen could slap a bunch of these weaklings to death with a single slap, right?

Wenwen, Teacher Zhuo, oh, and Annie from the Instantaneous Sea, after I die, please don't … remarry!

Just as he was thinking about this, his soul was really sucked out.

What?

My darling, the World in a Cup!

You're finally here!

He lay quietly, and before he knew it, tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He didn't know if it was because he was touched or because his hormones were out of balance.

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