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In the sky, white clouds appeared one after another and gathered. [Si]
These white clouds were a popular type of flight-type magical treasure in the world of cultivators. Since ancient times, clouds had been a very useful disguise.
Ancient people would sometimes see immortals riding on clouds, but most of them were careless cultivators who forgot to use a concealment technique while flying. As a result, ordinary people were able to see them.
Of course, there were also cultivators who, for some reason, would take the initiative to appear among ordinary people to complete certain tasks.
At this time, the spectators, as well as the disciples of the Chu family, climbed onto the cloud-shaped flight-type magical treasures. They would watch the hand-guided tractor competition from the top of the clouds.
As for the seniors acting as referees, they would use their flying swords or unique flight-type magical treasures to follow the contestants closely.
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In the sky, Venerable White announced the start of the competition. "Contestants, please pay attention. The first hand-guided tractor competition of the world of cultivators is about to begin!"
"So, this is the legendary Senior White!"
"Just like the rumors say, the beautiful Senior White is able to make people unable to move their eyes away from her with just a glance. I can even marry Venerable White right now! "a female cultivator said shyly while holding her face.
"Are we going to bid farewell? I heard that Senior White is very effective. "
"Hey, since when did you start carrying an incense burner with you?"
"Of course! As cultivators, no matter what we do, we have to make ample preparations. After I heard that the hand-guided tractor competition this time is hosted by Venerable White, I secretly brought the incense burner with me. "
Su Wenqu looked at the nearby fellow daoists and was speechless.
Why do I feel that the fellow daoists next to me are really going all out?
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As soon as Venerable White's voice echoed, the fairy maidens, daoist priests, great masters, and scholars of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, as well as some friends of Venerable White like True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon, got down from their hand-guided tractors.
All the fairies, Taoist priests, masters, teachers, and demon lords had a tractor joystick in their hands.
Then, these graceful fairies, Taoist priests, and virtuous monks came to the front of the tractor. They skillfully pressed down on the pressure lever and inserted the joystick.
Then … the immortals, the Taoist priests, and the Great Masters started cranking the joysticks of the tractors.
On the white clouds in the sky. There were already many fellow Daoists whose faces were flushed red. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to — forgive them for not being able to laugh. The scene of it spinning desperately was too visually impactful.
Actually, it was just a very ordinary scene of driving a tractor, but because of the identity of the person driving the tractor, the scene became unexpectedly interesting.
"How shameful. Why can't you change the hand-operated starting function of the hand-guided tractor? "Beihe Sanren finally managed to start the tractor and said.
"Support the North River."
"Support Beihe + 1"
"Support Beihe + 2"
The nearby True Monarch White Crane said, "You guys are too naive. That's because Senior White said that hand-operated starting is the essence and joy of the hand-guided tractor!"
Just as the seniors were discussing spiritedly, Venerable White descended from the sky.
Soon after, he took out a hand-guided tractor from his spatial equipment and skillfully took out the joystick, starting the tractor.
Dharma King Creation asked, "Is Senior White also going to participate in the competition?"
"No, I won't be participating," Venerable White replied.
The reason he organized this' hand-guided tractor competition 'was because Venerable White really liked to play with these special' vehicles'!
Unfortunately, he was the one who set up the race track and the organizer of the competition. If he were to participate in the competition, it would be somewhat unfair.
Therefore, he could only participate in the competition with another identity to satisfy his craving.
"I'll act as the referee of the team and advance together with everyone. At the same time, I'll prevent any accidents that might endanger the lives of fellow daoists during the competition, "Venerable White said.
All the fellow daoists nodded their heads in understanding.
"In addition, I hope that everyone will do their best to participate in the competition and bring out their full strength!" After saying this much, Venerable White pointed at the sky. In the sky, a huge eight-trigram formation was quietly rotating.
In the middle of the formation was a huge mirror. It was recording everything that was happening below and storing it in the formation.
"Is that … the Daily Cultivator's information collecting device?" Bejing Sanren's face stiffened.
Venerable White nodded and said, "Yes. This is the first 'hand-guided tractor competition' of the world of cultivators. Therefore, I contacted the Daily Cultivator. They recorded and broadcasted the whole process of the competition. Therefore, I hope that everyone can do their best! "
"…" Dharma King Creation.
Three Waves said, "In other words, the scene of us crazily shaking the joysticks of our hand-guided tractors was recorded … and broadcasted to the whole world of cultivators?"
Fairy Dongfang's face stiffened.
Bejing Sanren said, "Is it too late for me to withdraw from the competition now?"
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber turned silent.
After a short moment. Thrice Reckless Mad Saber welcomed the 'Eight Trigrams Information Collector', shook his arms and shouted, "Hello, fellow daoists in front of the TV, I'm Spirit River Su Clan's Seven, my racing car number is 38. Please remember me and cheer for me!"
"Pfft …" Song Shuhang.
"Pfft …" Bejing Sanren.
"Pfft …" Yellow Mountain Zhenjun.
"Pfft …" The other fellow daoists.
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Cave Lord Snow Wolf quietly took out a business card from his clothes and handed it to Three Waves. "Brother Three Waves, this is the business card of Medicine Master's disciple, Miss Riverly Purple Mist. I think you'll need it after the competition. "
Three Waves took the business card and looked at it. Soon after, he burst into laughter and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. I won't need this business card. "
The corner of Cave Lord Snow Wolf's mouth twitched. Brother Three Waves, what did you use to be so confident? Can you give me around two milligrams?
In the sky, the main referee, Venerable Spirit Butterfly, looked at his beloved daughter, Jouko Hagi, and said in a grave tone, "In that case, let the competition officially begin!"
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The fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, as well as some of the fellow daoists invited by Venerable White, climbed onto the hand-guided tractor.
Song Shuhang also controlled Prince Phoenix Slayer's body and climbed onto the hand-guided tractor number 44.
Now, he only had to wait for the referee, Venerable Tornado, to shout, 'Everyone, get ready!'. Then, he would immediately set off with the hand-guided tractor!
He took a deep breath.
He was Song Shuhang, how could he lose to a mere 'three seconds delay'?
"Everyone, get ready!" Venerable Tornado raised the gun in his hand. At this moment, the attention of all the participants and spectators was focused on him!
This feeling was the feeling of being in the limelight. It was the best and most dazzling style, Venerable Tornado's favorite.
"Get ready!" Venerable Tornado shouted loudly.
All the participating fellow daoists grabbed the hand-guided tractor with both hands, their spirits tensed up.
At this moment, Song Shuhang gave the command to Prince Phoenix Slayer's body to 'set off'! In three seconds, the hand-guided tractor number 44 would set off.
Next, they just had to wait for Venerable Tornado to fire the gun!
After 0.3 seconds …
Venerable Tornado was still holding the gun high, but he didn't pull the trigger. His mouth slightly opened, and a strange number came out, "1 …"
What?
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. Why was it a number?
Shouldn't he be firing the gun now?
"2!" Venerable Tornado still didn't have the intention to fire the gun.
Quickly fire the gun, quickly fire the gun! Otherwise, I'll be out when the three seconds are up!
"3!" Venerable Tornado continued.
Three, three should be enough, right?
Since he was a cultivator, the speed at which Venerable Tornado read the number was slightly faster. When he finished reading the three numbers, it only took him about two seconds. Adding on the delay when Venerable Tornado read the number earlier, it took him about 2.3 seconds.
There's still time to fire the gun now. I have three seconds of delay, and if I fire the gun now, I can just hold the gun and start running!
However, Venerable Tornado still didn't fire the gun. His small mouth slightly opened, "4!"
Song Shuhang took a deep breath. Even if he wanted to say the number, wouldn't 1, 2, and 3 be enough? Why did he have to say the number 4?
If it wasn't 1, 2, and 3, then how many numbers would this Venerable Tornado say before firing the gun? It couldn't be that he had to count to 10, right?
This was simply not playing by the rules.
Not good, the three seconds were about to be up!
Quickly fire the gun! Referee, quickly fire the gun! There's no time!
But what made Song Shuhang despair was that Venerable Tornado still didn't fire the gun. A voice that made Song Shuhang's liver ache came out of his mouth, "4 …"
The rims of Song Shuhang's eyes immediately became moist.
The three seconds were already up.
Prince Phoenix Slayer's hand was already tightly gripping the handle of the hand-guided tractor because of the command he had given three seconds ago. A series of operations.
"Rumble ~ Rumble ~" The hand-guided tractor let out a roar.
Quickly stop the tractor! The competition hasn't started yet! There's still time to stop now!
But unfortunately, even if he wanted to stop, the command would only be transmitted to Prince Phoenix Slayer's body after three seconds.
Thereupon, under the gazes of the audience, under the lens of the 'Eight Trigrams Information Collector', and under the astonished gazes of the contestants and the referee, Venerable Tornado …
Tu, tu, tu, tu, tu …
Prince Phoenix Slayer's hand-guided tractor crazily dashed forward. Its speed was extremely fast! It seemed that Prince Phoenix Slayer had installed at least ten times the acceleration formation on the tractor!
Three Waves: "Eh? Did the referee, Venerable Tornado, fire the gun? "
Beihe Sanren: "I don't think so. Don't you see that Senior Venerable Tornado is also dumbfounded?"
Three Waves: "In that case, why did Prince Phoenix Slayer suddenly rush forward?"
Dharma King Creation: "I think he went crazy again. You guys know his race, sometimes they will suddenly become crazy."
"But are we going to let him rush forward just like that?" Three Waves said.
Just as the fellow daoists were discussing, Venerable White, who was in the neighboring seat, stood up and stretched out his hand, aiming at Prince Phoenix Slayer's hand-guided tractor …
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