Chapter 445: The new Wielder of the Will has some issues (1/2)
Chapter 445: The new Wielder of the Will has some issues
Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu
In the instant Song Shuhang sneezed and closed his eyes, several scenes flashed before his eyes.
There was the picture of a huge pond of blood with several spare arms and legs scattered on the edge, as well as human skin being air-dried… he could even faintly hear pitiful screams in the background.
There was the picture of a mysterious island with singing birds and beautiful flowers all around, as well as an incredibly large condor flying in the sky. Mixing with the picture of the island was Nine Lanterns' face… he felt as though someone was explaining something to him, and he clearly heard the words 'ancient Heavenly City' from the mouth of the opposite party.
There was the picture of a huge chunk of ice and another picture where everything before his eyes was frozen… he could even faintly hear the sound of a young girl crying.
All these scenes flashed before his eyes in the instant he sneezed.
”What the h.e.l.l was that?” Song Shuhang rubbed his nose.
He tried to move his body around, but that chill that came from the depths of his soul was still there.
Young Master Phoenix Slayer is already at the Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor Realm, and something like heat and cold can't possibly affect him. Is it possible that it's not Young Master Phoenix Slayer's body that is feeling this cold but my own body?
Did something happen to my body?
Song Shuhang was somewhat worried.
Hopefully, nothing happened. If there were something amiss, those two disciples of the Chu Family in charge of watching over my body would have noticed already.
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Ten seconds later, Song Shuhang's hand-guided tractor number 44 stopped spinning and finally returned to the ground.
After that sudden and powerful attack of cold, Song Shuhang started to operate his tractor once more, using all his strength to catch up to the others… now, his chances of placing amongst the first ten were even lower.
The method Young Master Phoenix Slayer came up with to increase the speed of the tractor was actually against the rules.
In other words, Song Shuhang lost the trump card that could allow him to win the compet.i.tion.
The other contestants could use various methods to increase their speed; on the other hand, he had none. This was the same as twisting your foot right at the start of a running compet.i.tion...
Moreover, he even had that fearsome three seconds delay...
His situation was truly dire!
At this pace, the last place of this hand-guided tractor compet.i.tion is waiting for me~!
”No, I can't give up yet. I have to think about that frightening and lonely one-month trip into s.p.a.ce. I won't be able to go online, read books, watch movies, or enjoy other forms of entertainment… only the stars will keep me company. I don't want any of it!” Song Shuhang muttered to himself. ”Achoo~ I have to think of other ways that can let me win… after all, there is always a way out. I must enter the first ten!”
Song Shuhang racked his brain and tried to think of something.
Just as he was in deep thoughts, a sword light suddenly brushed past him...
”Hehehehe~” Soft Feather's melodious laughter echoed from the sword light.
At the same time, the voice of the announcer, Jiang Shan, echoed. Fellow Daoists watching from home, miracles always befall those that believe in them. After being sent to the starting point once more, Miss Soft Feather once again b.u.mped into one of those 'lucky' traps placed on the race track. With the help of the G.o.ddess of Luck, she was able to advance by leaps and bounds together with her hand-guided tractor. Now, she's again overtaking the other contestants, and her position is continuously raising… 40th… 32nd… 24th… 4th! The boosting effect of the lucky trap finally came to an end! Congratulations to Miss Soft Feather for returning to the frontlines of the hand-guided tractor compet.i.tion, placing amongst the first four. Let's wish her good luck!
Song Shuhang was speechless.
Since the start of the compet.i.tion up until now, none of the almost sixty contestants stepped onto those 'lucky traps' or the ones that made you return to the starting point. However, Soft Feather managed to b.u.mp into each of them twice.
Was she really lucky? Or was she actually unlucky?
However, her luck was currently better than her misfortune. After all, she managed to place within the first four in one go, entering the first places of the compet.i.tion.
”Right, the lucky traps!” Song Shuhang called out.
Since he didn't have the means to increase his speed, he could only pray to chance upon one of those lucky traps and have the sword light escort him toward the positions ahead!
Just as he was in deep thoughts, Song Shuhang's eyes suddenly lit up… speak of the devil and he shall appear! At this time, he saw something that resembled a 'lucky trap'.
A small b.u.t.terfly-shaped formation was glistening inside an unremarkable patch of gra.s.s. If he wasn't mistaken, this was a special speed increasing formation manufactured by Venerable Spirit b.u.t.terfly.
”Let's go!” Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and changed the direction of the hand-guided tractor number 44, heading toward that patch of gra.s.s...
100 meters… 80 meters… 60 meters… 30 meters...
As long as he could obtain that speed increasing formation and increase his speed by several times, he would be able to rush toward the first positions!
”I'm coming! It's mine!”
Song Shuhang's hand-guided tractor number 44 quickly approached the speed increasing formation.
But right at this time, a panic-stricken scream echoed from ahead. ”Aaaaaah~ Fellow Daoist Phoenix Slayer, move out of the way!”
Song Shuhang controlled Young Master Phoenix Slayer's body and raised his head with much difficulty, looking in the direction the sound came from.