Urban Off-Road Challenge

"Then it's settled." Qiao Lin laughed.

"They think they can rest easy just by limiting Li Lie and Su Xin."

"Tomorrow, let's show them what true despair is."

Li Lie and Su Xin were strong, but it was the kind of strength that was visible.

If other Professionals were lucky and put in the effort, they could reach the same heights as Li Lie and Su Xin.

But Lin Yuan's strength was the kind that others couldn't fathom; it couldn't be replicated and was despair-inducing just to look at.

Thinking about the shocked expressions of the others when they saw Lin Yuan take first place tomorrow, Qiao Lin couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Hahaha, haha."

Just like that, Lin Yuan stayed in Kyoto for one more night.

In the evening, Lin Yuan took Ayan, A Li, and the others to have some Kyoto roast duck, while also getting a feel for Kyoto's nightlife.

Passing by a racing club, Lin Yuan was attracted by a poster outside, "Who will be the next Black Knight to ride the lightning!"

On the poster was a man in black wearing a trench coat, riding a cool black and red motorcycle, speeding between the buildings.

"Urban Off-Road Challenge First Place, Limited Edition Lightning Black Knight X."

"Registration Time: XX, Competition Time: XX."

Lin Yuan saw that the competition was tonight. Just as he was about to ask A Li if he was interested, A Li had already taken the poster and gone to register nearby.

Lin Yuan paid for spectator tickets and took Ayan and the others into the club.

"What place do you think A Li will take?"

"Hehehe!" Ghost held up one finger. "With Brother Li taking action, it's guaranteed to be first place."

A Lan smoothed her hair and shook her head. "I don't understand racing. But as for A Li, he should be able to place quite high."

Ayan wasn't very interested; he scratched his head. "Can I just burn all the other motorcycles in one go? That way A Li can be first."

"Don't." Lin Yuan quickly stopped Ayan's dangerous idea. "A Li definitely wants to win first place by himself. Just like when you play games, victory gained through your own efforts is sacred, right?"

"Of course." Ayan clasped his hands together. "Sacred combat must be fair and just."

The racing club in front of them was huge, with tens of thousands of contestants.

A Li had the number 8136 pasted on his back. His outstanding temperament attracted a lot of attention, and quite a few bold girls even ran over to ask for his phone number, all of which were rejected by A Li one by one.

He only had one goal: to win first place and get the Limited Edition Lightning Black Knight X. It was a bit difficult, but A Li felt he had a chance.

A Li already knew the competition rules. Following the route provided by the club, contestants would start from different areas and eventually enter the final arena.

The total distance was 200 kilometers. While running the 200 kilometers, contestants could attack other contestants, but only the number plates.

If they attacked a contestant's vehicle, they would be disqualified.

Each contestant's number plate could withstand three attacks; after three, they would be out. One could imagine how intense it would be when the race started.

When Lin Yuan learned of this competition format, he sighed, "How is this an urban off-road race? This is just Road Rash. This format is just too suitable for A Li."

Even without using his magic sword, A Li could crush the others. If he were to use the magic sword, how would the others even play?

Just as the race was about to begin, the club's top executives appeared on the top floor, with several prominent Professionals sitting in front of them.

The club owner was named Shen Nian, a Warrior who had failed his Class Transfer Mission twice, so his level was 20.

Since the path of a Professional didn't work out, Shen Nian started a business by chance, using technology from the Dungeon to produce motorcycles and cars.

With the backing of the Imperial Guild, he really managed to get the business going. Now the business was growing bigger and bigger, but he always knew who he relied on, and most of the profits went to the Imperial Guild.

The middle-aged man sitting in a chair drinking tea in front of Shen Nian was the president of the Imperial Guild, Gao Yang. A Level 60 Gale Ranger.

"President Gao Yang." Shen Nian hurried over to Gao Yang, his smile reserved. "Why didn't you notify me when you were coming? I would have brought people to welcome you."

"You should go about your business." Gao Yang waved his hand. "I'm just bringing a junior here to see the sights."

Standing beside Gao Yang was a youth who looked twenty-one years old. The youth's name was Yang Wudi. The name was arrogant, but he had the capital to be arrogant.

He had only been awakened for three years, and his level had already reached 40. His class was the very niche Gun Master. He was a contestant from the Southeast Province who had come to participate in the martial arts competition.

Yang Wudi had two hobbies: fighting and racing.

He didn't need to worry about fighting; tomorrow was the Four Regions martial arts competition, where he could fight to his heart's content. But before that, Yang Wudi planned to use racing to relax.

Gao Yang was from the Southwest Province, and it just so happened that the Imperial Guild also had business in racing, so Gao Yang brought Yang Wudi over to take a look.

Gao Yang walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, taking in the entire scene of the club. "How about it? Want to have a go? The Limited Edition Lightning Black Knight X is an extremely rare prize."

Since Gao Yang had said so, Yang Wudi naturally wouldn't spoil the mood. "President Gao, I'll drive the Limited Edition Lightning Black Knight back here in a while."

After speaking, Yang Wudi entered the competition venue under the guidance of the staff.

On the rooftop, Gao Yang scanned the area and saw many familiar faces. But when his gaze swept over Lin Yuan, he was stunned.

"The representative from the Southwest Province. And that Lord-level dragon. Interesting."

This afternoon, when Qiao Lin submitted Lin Yuan's name, people from the other major regions were shocked, thinking Qiao Lin had lost his mind.

In the Four Regions martial arts competition, he was actually sending a Level 25 to participate. Was he giving up on himself?

But when Lin Yuan's detailed information appeared before them, these people fell silent.

Awakened for less than a month, he had achieved perfect clears on all Dungeons. Recently, he had even perfectly cleared a hell difficulty Dungeon and became the first Summoner among humans to complete a Class Transfer Mission. This was definitely a protagonist template.

They thought Qiao Lin was giving up, but they didn't expect him to be holding back a big move.

The other major regions put their heads together and decided to unite tomorrow to speed-run the Superpower Fortress, preventing Lin Yuan from showing his strength.

Thinking back on the three major regions and more than a dozen Level 60 big shots teaming up against a Level 25 Professional, Gao Yang shook his head and chuckled.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the 7th Urban Off-Road Challenge hosted by the Imperial Club! The competition format and rules are no different from previous years. So, now let us invite the contestants to take the stage!"

A host wearing a black tailcoat appeared above the club. This host's class was Mechanic, and he was Level 48.

He was not only the host but also the referee of this competition, because under his control, electronic eyes covered the entire venue, and no one could cheat without escaping his eyes.