Just when everyone thought both of them were reaching their limits, Lin Xuan seemed to transform into a Phoenix, rocketing forward at extreme speed and easily leaving Tong Yulong far behind.
Tong Yulong's eyes widened, and he bit his lip so hard that it started to bleed as a bitter sense of indignation surged within him. But no matter how unwilling he was to accept it, his body was gradually approaching its limit, forcibly dragging down his speed. When he tried to push faster, cracks had already begun to appear on his Golden Armor.
Still, he gritted his teeth and gave chase. 'I can't lose. I don't want to lose.' The most tyrannical aspect of the Golden Element Body was its physique, yet here, he—the one with the supposed physical advantage—could hardly demonstrate it. The thought filled him with indignation.
'Doesn't this prove that my Golden Element Body is inferior to Lin Xuan's mere mortal flesh?'
