However, no one expected a dark horse to come charging from behind.
When Xuanyuan Jinkang realized that the figure who had just flashed past him like a gust of wind before quickly disappearing from sight was Chu Lingguang, his composure completely shattered.
Just yesterday, he had seen Chu Lingguang fight Eunuch Liu to a standstill and refused to admit that he had already suffered a crushing defeat. Now, seeing Chu Lingguang leave everyone in the dust, charging straight for the title of Hui Yuan, the last shred of wishful thinking in his heart vanished into thin air.
Chu Lingguang was like that trail of dust up ahead—an existence completely beyond his reach. From this moment on, they were no longer on the same starting line.
He had lost. It was a hopeless, despairing defeat.
Even Tuoba Yunhong, who was sprinting at the front, was now gritting his teeth, desperately urging his black steed onward in pursuit of the direction where Chu Lingguang had vanished.
