What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?

After delivering his advertisement in a single sentence, Yu Xinghan knew that an advertising fee of 100,000 would be credited to his account. He smiled, waved at the camera, and slowly walked off the field.

Song Hailong coldly watched Yu Xinghan on the big screen, his eyes showing no emotion, as if he had expected the outcome of this competition.

Song Hailong believed that no one in the audience understood Yu Xinghan's strength better than he did.

"The first place in this physical competition will undoubtedly be his."

"The others are just competing for second place."

"Defeating him is not something that can be done overnight."

Song Hailong had made up his mind. Whether it took a year or two, he would definitely defeat this strongest opponent in history during his high school years.

The next moment, his figure flashed, and his thigh, as thick as a pillar, swept towards Yu Xinghan, who was walking towards him, with terrifying force.

Bang!

Yu Xinghan raised his calf and casually blocked Song Hailong's sweeping kick.

With the collision of their powers, a gust of wind exploded between them.

Yu Xinghan said helplessly, "You're too direct. I've told you so many times to be more discreet, to hide your hostility. Such straightforward attacks are ineffective against me."

Song Hailong said without backing down, "It's okay for me to attack you, but I want to defeat you fair and square."

...

In the audience.

Gang Shan exclaimed, "Yu Xinghan... such a powerful physique. Is he really a first-year high school student?"

Le Jingchen nodded and said, "After all, he is a Golden Core disciple. I heard he is also a closed-door disciple of True Person Xinghuo, and the investment he receives is not comparable to ordinary students."

"I'm afraid he will be the champion of every stage in this first-year physical competition."

After watching Yu Xinghan's performance in the previous stage, Le Jingchen understood one thing.

The champion of this physical competition was undoubtedly Yu Xinghan.

So, what he had to do next was to minimize the influence of Yu Xinghan's body refining techniques, strengthen the public's impression of him as a Golden Core disciple, and preferably attribute all of his victories to True Person Xinghuo.

...

On the other side, in the resting area of Songyang High School.

Bai Zhenzhen looked at the big screen with some reluctance. It was still replaying the wonderful moments of Yu Xinghan's previous match.

"Damn it, this Golden Core disciple is really a freak."

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance to beat him until my physical strength breaks through level 5.0."

"But..."

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, who was beside him, and said, "Yu Zi, I think you have a chance to win him."

Zhang Yu smiled as he drank water, "Really? I'm afraid only two people in the audience would believe that."

Bai Zhenzhen asked in confusion, "Oh? Who else has such unique insight as I do?"

Zhang Yu laughed and said, "Of course, it's myself."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Bai Zhenzhen continued, "That guy seems to have eyes in the back of his head, which is why he took such a big advantage in the first stage. Otherwise, he might not have been able to lead us by so much."

"But if we really compare absolute strength and speed, although his physical strength is a bit higher than yours, I don't think his control is as strong as yours..."

Level 10 Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique, level 10 Body Strengthening Thirty-Six Forms, level 10 Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand, level 10 Scarlet Marrow Hunyuan Qi, and level 10 Excavation Palm, Crane Claw, Racing Car Legs, Elevator Vertical Jump...

Zhang Yu nodded slightly. He believed that no one on the field today was stronger than him in muscle control and physical strength mobilization.

Although his physical strength was 4.95, with his exploitation of physical strength, the power and speed he could unleash were enough to rival, or even surpass, those students with physical strength above level 5.0.

He subconsciously touched his heart.

If the competition were held later, and his heart's strength could keep up, Zhang Yu would be more confident in defeating Yu Xinghan in the contest of strength and speed.

But right now...

"Not only do I have to defeat my opponents in the next two matches, but I also have to create a sufficient gap to surpass him in the overall score."

Pressure came crashing down.

Zhang Yu took the stamina potion in his hand and seized every minute and second to rest, recovering the energy and stamina consumed in the previous match.

He Dayou, who was listening to their conversation, rolled his eyes in his heart, seemingly mocking their arrogance in his mind.

But he didn't say anything, because no matter how arrogant these two were, their achievements had already crushed him, He Dayou.

In other words, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen had unknowingly earned the right to be arrogant in front of He Dayou.

After about half an hour of rest, the walls on the field suddenly shook and began to descend.

Immediately afterward, a circular track appeared in front of everyone.

The third match of the physical competition was about to begin.

The content of this match was also very simple: a 5000-meter race, scored according to the players' completion time, with a total score of 75 points.

Again, no magic power could be used; the competition relied solely on pure physical strength. Naturally, techniques like Racing Car Legs and Elevator Vertical Jump, which required magic power to support them, were also unusable.

In this situation that completely relied on the physical body, simple running was the most efficient way to move for most people.

And 5000 meters was very long for mortals, but very short for high school students, allowing them to maintain a sprint state for most of the race.

Wang Hai looked at the rules explanation on the big screen and thought to himself, "The key to this match is how to maximize the speed of one's physical body."

...

Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen put on magic power detection patches and stood behind the starting line in order.

The contestants who did not make it into the top 20 in the previous stage had been eliminated.

Only 20 people remained on the track at this moment.

Everyone was wearing running shoes and sportswear uniformly provided by Ziyun High School to prevent anyone from using immortal techniques on their shoes or clothes to gain an advantage.

After all, this was a physical competition that tested pure physical strength. Taking drugs was fine, but tampering with shoes and clothes was a serious violation.

Zhang Yu glanced at Song Hailong, Hu Yuntao, Xiong Wenwu... and Yu Xinghan, who were not far away from him. He took a deep breath and activated the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique, casting aside all distracting thoughts.

Only one thought remained in his mind.

Defeat everyone!

And at the moment when he activated the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique, Yu Xinghan suddenly turned his head and looked in Zhang Yu's direction.

Zhang Yu also seemed to sense something and met Yu Xinghan's gaze.

Both of them saw an infinite fighting spirit in each other's eyes at the same time.

At this moment, the two instantly understood that the other also practiced the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique.

Yu Xinghan smiled slightly and thought to himself, "Seems like the guy who came in third in the previous match also knows the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique? That's right, I heard Senior Sister Li said that she originally found a suitable successor here..."

His gaze shifted, and Yu Xinghan gently mouthed two words to Zhang Yu.

"Keep up."

Then he turned his head and looked straight ahead again.

3!

2!

With the command in the broadcast, a total of 20 contestants tensed their muscles, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze with their held breaths.

1!

The next moment, it was like twenty cannons firing at the same time.

With a series of bangs, twenty afterimages streaked across the track, and everyone shot out.

In the midst of the booming sounds, Hu Yuntao was surprisingly in the lead!

The demon-blooded student from Hongta High School was now on all fours, his dragon scales standing up one by one with the rising and falling of his lithe muscles, shimmering with a colorful halo.

The posture and habit of running with all four limbs gave him a huge advantage at the moment of the start, as if he was flying in the air... he shot out dozens of meters in one breath, directly leading the whole group.

The strong wind rushed towards him, blowing on Hu Yuntao's increasingly scarlet eyes due to nerve and blood vessel excitement.

"Father! Watch closely, I will take the first place in this stage!"

The reprimand from his father after the last martial arts competition made Hu Yuntao feel a strong sense of unwillingness, shame, and fear.

The fear of working, the fear of being expelled from the family... these two months had been occupying his mind, urging him to squeeze out his potential time and time again.

Whenever he thought of those 'brothers' and 'sisters' who died on the assembly line, it always allowed Hu Yuntao to break through the limits of his physical body in training time and time again.

Especially now, he was not fighting alone.

His father's blood essence, after being adapted by the bodies of his brothers and sisters, was injected into his body, triggering the awakening of the Black Dragon bloodline.

At this moment, Hu Yuntao seemed to be able to feel the blood of his father, brothers, and sisters flowing in his body, like a ball of fire, causing his physical body to burst out with terrifying power.

Bang!

His feet stepped out a cloud of air on the track.

"I can win!"

"The first place in this stage..."

Just as Hu Yuntao was running faster and faster, and the confidence in his heart was burning brighter with the fire-like blood, a shadow suddenly covered his vision.

A male voice came from his side, "Little kitty, you started pretty fast."

"What?" Hu Yuntao turned his head sharply and saw Yu Xinghan passing him, who was moving at full speed, like a shooting star, and constantly widening the distance between them.

"This guy!" Hu Yuntao burst out with a roar, his dragon blood seemed to be boiling, and with the heat rising from his whole body, he accelerated again to chase after Yu Xinghan.

He seemed to be able to feel countless brothers and sisters in the boiling dragon blood in his body shouting at him.

"Run!"

"Run, Yuntao!"

"Run out of the factory!"

It was as if the gate of the factory had been opened behind him, and if he was even a step slower, he would be swallowed by the boundless dark gate.

But what made Hu Yuntao feel extremely despairing was that Yu Xinghan in front of him was getting farther and farther away despite his frantic acceleration.

The other party was like the real stars in the sky, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he fought, it was difficult for him to touch even a trace.

And the continuous frantic acceleration disrupted his original rhythm, coupled with the weight and wind resistance brought by his already huge body... all of this caused his physical strength to be consumed frantically, and his speed also began to slow down slightly.

At this moment, another gust of wind swept past.

Song Hailong, Zhang Yu, Bai Zhenzhen, and Le Mulan had all surpassed him one after another.

Hu Yuntao watched this scene in horror, only feeling that he was running forward frantically, but as several people surpassed him one after another, he seemed to be constantly retreating, retreating into the gate of the factory.

And the gate of the factory had transformed into a huge dragon's mouth at some point... to completely swallow him.