The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1448: Number One

"Master, did we run in the wrong direction?" Red Boy was puzzled as well.

Fangzheng thought for a moment and shook his head. "It shouldn't be… We don't know the way, but they know it. They are all behind us. We definitely didn't take the wrong route. Let's continue running."

"Oh, alright…" Red Boy felt that what Fangzheng said made sense and nodded.

Therefore, Fangzheng and Red Boy led the group of people further on the wrong route.

Seuss traveled two rounds along the planned route. After confirming that there was really no one around, he started to search the various forks. Unfortunately, there were too many forks, so he could not find anyone in a short time.

At four hours, the sun was setting…

"It looks like we won't see anyone." Will put down his cup and sighed.

Someone exclaimed, "Someone's here! No, there are many people!"

When Will heard that, his face turned red. He had figuratively slapped in the face so many times today.

With that shout, the originally depressed referees and audience, who thought they were going to become global laughing stocks, craned their necks and looked over. Indeed, someone had appeared! But why was it a cripple? And he was alone?

Wilder said, "Could it be a staff member that took the wrong path?"

After saying that, a large group of people appeared behind the youth. Even a fool would know that those people were definitely here to attend a marathon! At that moment, Will really wanted to slap himself in the face…

Malves patted him on the shoulder and said, "If there's nothing else, don't speak."

Will's face turned red…

Malves clapped and shouted, "Well, although we don't know where our athletes went off to, we still have athletes… Well, although they don't look like athletes at all."

Everyone nodded slightly. There was nothing they could do about it. This group of people were either fatties or girls wearing short skirts, or old men who were over a hundred years old… There were also children who were being dragged or carried by adults…

They had been the referees for their entire lives. At most, they would see them at the starting line, and not the finishing line!

"Don't tell me these guys got a bus?" someone mumbled.

"Stop joking. Someone has been plying the route to find those people. If they dared to take a bus, the organizing committee would have gone crazy."

"That's true… However, in the history of marathons, these guys are definitely the most…" The person wanted to say jokers, but seeing how they were struggling to run despite their exhaustion and how slow they were, it was a miracle how their physiques allowed for it!

Hence, the person changed his words and said, "The most manly marathon ever."

"If I knew it was such a marathon, I would have participated too."

"Eh? They seem to be shouting something."

"Yes, they seem to be shouting at that child. Let's go up close and listen."

…

"All the best, Ace! All the best! You can do it!" Ace's father could no longer continue shouting. However, he was still shouting in his hoarse voice, his eyes bloodshot.

Ace had already seen the red line at the finishing point. He roared and encouraged himself.

The people behind him were about to collapse from exhaustion, but when they saw the finishing line, they were immediately energized. All of them ran and shouted, "Ace! Quick! The finishing line!"

"Ace, we are really going to succeed! Just a little more!" The fat man, Brusen, laughed loudly. "If you reach the finishing line, how about I treat you to a drink?"

"Brusen, you can't do that. You will lead the child astray. Why don't you treat us!" an elder, Crew, yelled.

Brusen chuckled and said, "Alright, let's do it tonight. Drink as much as you want. Drinks on me!"

"Brusen, I find you looking especially handsome today!"

"Thank you… However, the protagonist today is our Ace. Come on, let's all cheer Ace up!"

"Ace, good luck! It's the final sprint!"

"Good luck!"

"Good luck!"

…

As they ran, everyone shouted…

Running was slow and the shouting lacked strength, but some things were fast.

That was the speed of the story's transmission!

When Ace's story reached this area, all the spectators present were shocked and excited! A boy who was almost unable to stand up after a car accident relied on his willpower and trained hard to finally stand up and walk slowly. And today, he was here to participate in a marathon! And he was almost done running!

"A miracle! This is a miracle!" Many people exclaimed.

"You ought to know about Ace's story, everyone. So who knows about Ace Sr.'s story? The one who is encouraging Ace with bloodshot eyes, craned neck, and a hoarse voice? He lost his wife in a car accident, and he is blind in one eye. But he's been encouraging Ace to stand up. Today, Ace has stood up! Not only is Ace on his feet, he's running! Brothers, give Ace and Ace's father your encouragement!" Malves suddenly picked up a loudspeaker and shouted at the crowd.

"Ace! Ace!"

"Ace!"

"Ace!"

A deafening shout filled the air. The name of Ace was everywhere!

As Ace listened to the voices, looking at the cheering faces, he could feel the encouragement from the crowd… He was crying… He tried his best to grin as he cried with a smile!

Ace waved his arms, wanting to greet them…

However, Ace Sr. shouted, "Ace! You're not an athlete, nor are you a celebrity. They're cheering you on for your persistence, nothing else! You don't have the right to respond to them now because you haven't reached the endpoint! Ace, create a miracle. Cross the finishing line and then, like a hero, receive the glory you deserve! Go on!"

When Ace heard this, he put down his arm and nodded with a shout. "Ah…"

At that moment, Ace could clearly feel the presence of his right leg. It was no longer a vague feeling. He dug deeper, deeper, deeper!

Crack…

Kacha!

The metal frame that supported his leg cracked and broke!

At that instant, everyone who had been shouting jumped in fright. Could it be that Ace was about to collapse? Was Ace's miracle about to end?

As soon as this thought came to mind, everyone saw Ace, who seemed to have broken free from the shackles, suddenly speed up. He ran faster and faster! He was like a bird released from a cage, completely forgetting everything, shouting excitedly, running…

"Ace!"

"Ace!"

A tsunami-like cheer sounded once again. The crowd erupted!