Don't be fooled by Zhan Wuji and Ji Yue'Er talking about touching the Bright Monument.
Honestly, it's just words to boost their own morale.
Right now, their goal is to get within ten meters first.
That in itself would be historic.
Unfortunately, the ideal is hefty, but reality is thin.
When they reached a distance of less than twenty meters, both their speeds slowed down.
Buzzz!
Buzzz!
At this moment, a ringing sounded in both their ears, their heads hurt intensely, as if someone was sawing them.
Especially their bodies, involuntarily trembling, veins protruding, muscles taut, looking quite terrifying.
"Am I going to stop here?"
Zhan Wuji, overwhelmed with pressure, was already left behind by Ji Yue'Er.
Looking at Ji Yue'Er's back, his face twisted fiercely, No! I reached within thirteen meters last time, it's still early! I can't stop!
