24: Chapter 24 The entire audience was shocked! Is this even possible for a human being?!

In the crowd, those who had just been mocking Qin Feng now stood with their mouths agape, too shocked to speak.

Their faces were etched with the ultimate philosophical questions: "Who am I? Where am I? What did I just see?"

"Is... is he even human? He must be on a wire, right?"

"Buddy, what kind of movie set uses wires that look this realistic? This is clearly a real-life Spider-Man!"

"I take back what I said earlier. Qin Feng isn't just showing off; he's actually badass!"

"Badass doesn't even begin to cover it. This is literally putting his life on the line!"

"So cool! From today on, Qin Feng is my idol! No one better try to take him from me!"

"Come to think of it, Qin Feng is actually quite handsome. The more you look at him, the better he looks!"

The thrilling scene made countless freshmen scream.

Many female students, after seeing Qin Feng's handsome rock-climbing posture, were completely captivated by his masculine charm.

"Wang Zhibin! How do you feel now? How does it feel?"

Li Lang's chatterbox mode was back online. He threw an arm around Wang Zhibin, grinning like a villain.

"Weren't you hoping Brother Feng would fall to his death? Well, how about now? Does your butt feel a little cold?"

Wang Zhibin was trembling so hard he couldn't even speak.

He watched the figure on the screen moving as if walking on flat ground on the cliff, with only one thought frantically circling in his mind: Stop climbing... Brother, I beg you, stop climbing... If you keep climbing, I'm really going to have to eat shit!

On the cliff, Qin Feng's descent was not entirely smooth.

Just as he was less than three meters away from the rifle, the rock under his left foot suddenly loosened and shattered!

"Ah!"

In front of the screen, countless girls screamed.

Everyone's heart was in their throat!

Qin Feng's body plummeted suddenly!

At the critical moment, he exerted strength with his right arm, forcing his body to swing in a stunning arc in mid-air.

He slapped the cliff face with his left hand like lightning, using the momentum to flip and land his feet steadily on another, firmer rock.

The entire movement was fluid and coherent, full of violent aesthetics!

"Whew..."

The whole crowd exhaled in unison, as if they were the ones who had just returned from the gates of hell.

In the next second, Qin Feng stabilized his body, easily retrieved the rifle stuck in the rock crevice, and skillfully slung it onto his back.

Then, he began to climb back up.

If coming down was like flowing water, then going up was like a fierce tiger descending from the mountains!

His speed was faster and more explosive than when he came down!

In just over a minute, he was back on the track.

At this moment, Qin Feng stood at the edge of the cliff, dusting off his clothes; his breathing wasn't even the slightest bit ragged.

He glanced in the direction where Tang Yun had disappeared, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Meanwhile, on the track, Tang Yun was running frantically.

He had already run seven kilometers, with only the last three kilometers left to the finish line.

Tang Yun looked back, and there was no one behind him.

He felt a surge of secret joy.

That idiot Qin Feng is still risking his life climbing that cliff! Even if he doesn't die, by the time he gets up, the show will be over! I've won this race for sure!

In front of the big screen, the focus of the discussion had also changed.

"Although Qin Feng climbed up, almost ten minutes have passed! Tang Yun is leading him by at least two kilometers!"

"Yeah, with only three kilometers left, a two-kilometer gap is impossible to close, even for a god."

"It's a pity. He saved someone and displayed god-like skills, but in the end, he's still going to lose the race."

Zhao Hu was jumping with anxiety.

"Bullshit! If it weren't for saving Tang Yun, and if it weren't for going to get the gun, would Brother Feng be behind? This race is unfair!"

Wang Zhibin, as if grabbing a lifeline, immediately revived with full health and jumped up to retort.

"Heh, a race is a race. We only look at the results, not the process!"

"It was his own decision to disobey orders and go get the gun; no one forced him!"

"If you lose, you lose. What's with all the excuses?"

Wei Kai also chimed in sarcastically: "Exactly. Our Tang Yun didn't beg him to save him. Besides, he was the one who wanted to play the hero, who can he blame? A noble loser is still a loser at the end of the day!"

"What the hell did you say!"

Zhao Hu was furious and grabbed Wei Kai by the collar.

"What? Want to fight?"

Shi Lei also limped over.

Just as a conflict was about to break out, the instructor roared, finally separating them.

But the atmosphere at the scene had completely divided.

Some felt sorry for Qin Feng, while others felt that although he lost the race, he won respect.

But most people still believed that the outcome of this race was no longer in doubt.

Just then, the drone operator suddenly reported.

"Report, Company Commander, the drone's battery is about to run out, it must return! There is no signal coverage for the last two kilometers of the track!"

Company Commander Zhou Hailong nodded.

"Permission to return. The last two kilometers are flat and there is no danger."

As the drone feed disappeared, the big screen went black.

Everyone's heart sank, and they couldn't help but ponder.

Can Qin Feng really create a miracle?

The last kilometer.

The training ground in front of the finish line reached an unprecedented boiling point.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the end of the track, as if waiting for the trial of the century.

"It must be Tang Yun who won, no suspense."

"Yeah, that's a two-kilometer gap; even if Qin Feng could fly, he couldn't catch up."

"Sigh, Qin Feng was too impulsive. He lost the race to retrieve the gun; I don't know if it was worth it."

"I don't know if it was worth it, but I do know one thing, classmate Wang Zhibin, I'm afraid you've saved yourself the cost of that meal today!"

"Hahahaha! Brother Wang, have you thought about how to humiliate Li Lang and the others later?"

A cocky smile returned to Wang Zhibin's face.

He put his hands on his hips and looked triumphantly at the livid Zhao Hu, Li Lang, and Liu Wei, feeling like his life had reached its peak.

He had even conceived a hundred ways to mock them in his mind.

Zhao Hu, Li Lang, and Liu Wei, although still putting up a brave front, felt their hearts go cold.

Brother Feng, you must win! Our reputation depends entirely on you!

Time ticked away, and every second felt as long as a century.

Suddenly!

"He's here! Someone's here!"

An exclamation erupted from the crowd.

At the end of the track, a figure appeared, staggering.

Although it was still far away, judging by the physique and the running posture, it was indeed Tang Yun!

"It's Tang Yun! Tang Yun won!"

"Great God Tang is mighty! I knew he would win!"

"Hahaha! Where's Qin Feng? He must be so far behind that you can't even see his shadow!"

The side supporting Tang Yun erupted into thunderous cheers.

Wang Zhibin was so excited he was about to fly; he pointed at Li Lang and laughed wildly at the top of his lungs.

"See that? You trash! I told you Brother Tang Yun would win!"

"Want me to eat shit? Dream on! Hahahaha!"

However, as they laughed, the expressions on many people's faces gradually froze.

Because they discovered that as Tang Yun approached, the situation seemed a bit wrong.

His speed was very slow, very slow, almost like he was shuffling.

He was limping, as if he had a lame leg!

Hiss!

The cheers gradually faded, and everyone gasped.

"What's going on? It looks like Tang Yun is injured?"