Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 85: How Many More Miracles Will He Create?

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: How Many More Miracles Will He Create?

In an instant, the whole place erupted!

The citizens and spectators who were standing on both sides of the track immediately burst into joyous applause.

The host’s voice was full of excitement,

"Incredible! Our contestant Wang Ye has finally relied on his own sheer strength to surpass dozens of foreign friends and has come to first place in this race!"

The live broadcast’s chat room also exploded instantly.

Countless viewers expressed their praise and admiration for Wang Ye!

[This is true hard strength!]

[Indeed! In the face of true power, all schemes and tricks are as powerless as paper tigers!]

[So satisfying, I declare this the most explosive scene of 2024! I’m going to clip it and send it out!]

[Group photo!]

[Group photo +1]

[Group photo +n]

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At this moment on the track.

The few black runners who had been staggered quickly regained their balance, stabilizing their pace.

The lead black runner, Tafase, had a frozen expression.

Well-trained, he immediately realized.

If this strong Chinese man took the championship of this race, it would mean they are about to lose the huge prize money of 100,000 RMB!

"Damn it!"

Tafase’s expression was fierce, almost without hesitation, he veered his path. He suddenly charged toward Wang Ye!

He was clear about the difference between losing the 10,000 yuan prize for second or third place and losing the 100,000 yuan prize for the championship!

Tafase’s purpose at this time was quite pure.

Even if he didn’t win a penny in this race and was penalized by the Shenzhen Marathon Organizing Committee, he still wanted to drag this Chinese man down before "dying"!

Wang Ye immediately sensed a wave of malice coming.

He turned back immediately, wanting to check the situation behind him.

But he discovered that the black man named Tafase had a determined look of perishing together. He sprinted over in two strides, seemingly preparing to give Wang Ye’s nape a vicious elbow strike.

The elbow strike was extremely sinister, aimed at the carotid artery. Even with Wang Ye’s physique, while it wouldn’t be life-threatening, it would temporarily affect blood supply to the brain.

Wang Ye’s gaze changed suddenly. His extremely sharp reflexes quickly mobilized the muscles throughout his body, rolling sharply in the opposite direction, avoiding Tafase’s sinister move. Although he avoided being elbowed, his knee still scraped across the rough asphalt road at high speed.

Though it seemed like a hard fall, the damage was actually mitigated by his cultivated Golden Bell Shield to ninety percent. The Inner Qi was like a sponge, blocking all damage outside the fascia, unable to harm the bones.

Wang Ye quickly got up, returned to a normal running posture, and continued forward at a 3-minute pace. However, possibly due to the scrape on his right knee, his steps seemed somewhat limping.

As for Tafase behind him, his fate was even more tragic.

He missed the elbow strike and fell to the ground.

The first to touch the ground, his right hand appeared to have suffered a slight fracture and began to swell rapidly.

Seeing this, Wang Ye cracked a slight smile.

"Serves you right."

Daring to be treacherous with him, you’d better be prepared for the backlash.

Looking across the century-long history of sports globally, incidents of championship contenders being sabotaged, ultimately affecting their performance, are quite common. Such as contenders about to cross the line were blocked by spectators with national flags, award cups, being obstructed by race vehicles, being tripped by extended legs from others... everything imaginable.

But an outright shove on the track like today? Wang Ye truly saw it for the first time.

If you’re going to harm someone, at least hide it a bit...

Wang Ye shrugged off these thoughts and started focusing on the track ahead.

Now, the track ahead was clear, with no other contestants. He only needed to maintain his current level and finish the final stretch.

Wang Ye had already become the undisputed first place in this race.

If there were no mistakes in subsequent performance, securing the first place in the Shenzhen Marathon should be a foregone conclusion.

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In the organizing committee.

The faces of those two event officials were uncertain.

"Damn these black *, damn it! They shouldn’t be allowed to compete! We must immediately arrange for them to be disqualified, leaving them on the field is a disaster!" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The grey-haired man shook his head, "Disqualification is not something you and I can decide, doing this will eventually result in yourself being penalized by superiors, sit down."

The other event official sighed heavily, shaking his head, "Now we can only hope Wang Ye still has the stamina to finish the last ten kilometers."

At this moment, the Shenzhen Marathon live broadcast screen had been adjusted by the backstage personnel to focus tightly on Wang Ye’s situation.

In the live room with nearly thousands of viewers, every netizen was closely watching the race situation.

[Qi Refining Brother is too strong, with such a severe knee impact, he can still keep running!]

[Finishing the race with an injury, am I watching an inspirational movie?]

[This is true sportsmanship, directly showing the difference compared to those black guys.]

[Sigh, with the interference from those black guys, I wonder how much my Qi Refining Brother’s performance will be dragged down.]

Outside the scene, many staff and citizens watching had already silently fallen into silence. A few slightly sensitive individuals had already turned away, covering their faces and started crying.

This endurance, this persistence, this never-give-up mentality. It’s the quality that most stirs and shocks people’s hearts.

Online, reading about other people’s text-based stories might not be touching, but when such examples vividly appear before one’s eyes, most people would be deeply shocked.

Meanwhile, on the track, Wang Ye was completely unaware as he maintained a steady rhythm, running towards the finish line.

"Last ten kilometers, come on," Wang Ye felt a slight pain from his right knee, striving to adjust his breathing, preparing to exhaust his remaining strength.

After sustaining an abrasion from the asphalt road, his right knee had several blood marks on the skin. It’s important to note that the asphalt’s fragments are not much duller than blades, not to mention Wang Ye rolled out at a 2-minute pace, which would have likely left others’ entire knees battered and bloodied.

Fortunately, he had the foundation of the Golden Bell Shield, to the maximum extent resisting external harm, so this impact did not damage his musculoskeletal but only caused shallow external wounds.

"This small injury should heal within ten minutes, though the skin is broken, it will likely increase my energy consumption. I’ll have to eat more to replenish energy at the supply station later," Wang Ye glanced at his knee’s injury, yet his gaze did not waver.

In daily training of the Golden Bell Shield, he has endured much more pain than this.

The well-honed willpower plays its role in this moment.

Now.

Seeing this, the host’s voice began to tremble.

"After being interfered with by opponents, contestant Wang Ye, despite serious injuries, maintained a pace of 2.45, rushing toward the finish line!"

"What more miracles will this contestant named Wang Ye create for us?"

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